A mysterious realm descends, and I defy fate in comics.

Chapter 317 Jiang Xingni will never get these again...

If it has nothing to do with the deer's cry, then who could possibly cause this unnatural fog over the entire area?

In short, when Jiang Xingni came to her senses, she found that she had successfully separated from Xiao Jiming.

She sighed with deep regret.

Although Jiang Xingni had anticipated this scene would come sooner or later, he really didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

She and Xiao Jiming had just arrived in Tuhe City an hour ago, and they had already parted ways so quickly.

Jiang Xingni was not without regret.

Could it be that the screenwriter wants to eliminate her completely so quickly?

If Xiao Jiming were here, things would be fine. He's someone with the protagonist's halo, so even if Jiang Xingni encounters some monster, he can use Xiao Jiming as a weapon for both defense and attack.

The screenwriter would never let Xiao Jiming die like that, so Xiao Jiming really is the most perfect defensive weapon that Jiang Xingni has found.

I'm sorry, Xiao Jiming.

She repented in her heart once again, but she would not change.

As these random thoughts raced through her mind, Jiang Xingni gripped the gun in the personal space that Su Yanzhi had created for her.

The black gun barrel was faintly visible in her hand. Coincidentally, this gun was the gift Jiang Xingni had recently received from a free purchase in Costa Rica.

Thanks to the zombie crisis.

Jiang Xingni raised his eyes and looked towards the only place in his line of sight that was not shrouded in thick fog.

She saw a rolling fireball.

A human face appeared and disappeared within the fireball, struggling and looking at Jiang Xing with a pained expression.

Jiang Xingni: ...?

What is this? Is it the essence of fire?

I'm not sure, I'll think about it some more.

Jiang Xingni did not put the gun away, but instead cautiously approached the other person.

The heat intensified, almost reaching Jiang Xingni's face.

Jiang Xingni finally recognized whose face it was.

Mountain love.

Jiang Xingni could have saved Shan Qing from being killed by the plot, but he was always one step too late, and in the end he could only watch her die.

Even after her death, the writers were unwilling to give her peace in the afterlife, dragging her back from hell to earth and turning her into a monster to serve as a tool boss in this instance.

Jiang Xingni's gun gradually solidified in his hand.

She raised her gun and slowly narrowed her eyes.

Before she could even focus on the strange creature before her, she heard the fireball in front of her begin to speak.

That familiar face leaped and twisted in the firelight, its eyes fixed intently on Jiang Xingni.

Jiang Xingni probably doesn't know who she is.

The person she knew and spent some time with was Longinus, but she didn't know that Longinus was actually Jiang Xingni.

But all her excitement and emotions right now are directed at Jiang Xingni himself.

If it were Longinus instead of Jiang Xingni here, he probably wouldn't have elicited such an excited reaction from Shan Qing.

"Hanzhang..." she called out indistinctly. "Xingbao..."

Jiang Xingni was startled by the sticky nickname, and the fear in her eyes was completely genuine.

Jiang Xing glanced at him and asked, "Who are you calling?"

The face merely swayed, a single tear slowly flowing out, but before it could fall, it evaporated in the intense heat at the center of the fireball, leaving not a trace.

"Xingbao, Xingbao..." Shanqing called out repeatedly.

It was different from the mountain scenery in Jiang Xingni's memory, but it overlapped with some of Jiang Xingni's childhood memories.

Few people would call her by such a clingy nickname and tone, unless she was only three or four years old at the time.

"...I'm here." Jiang Xingni didn't put down the gun in her hand, but just responded in a low voice.

Finally, Shan Qing stopped shaking and began to stare intently at Jiang Xingni's face.

"Do you know how much you look like your mother...?"

"I used to hold you when you were little, you were so small back then... I never imagined you'd grow up so big now."

"Your mother would be very happy to see you like this..."

If it weren't for the current situation—surrounded by thick fog, as if a monster could emerge from the fog at any moment and swallow Jiang Xingni and the fireball in front of her whole—a headless human face, burned in the flames, without even limbs or a body, babbling incessantly at Jiang Xingni—Jiang Xingni would probably really think that she had returned to the time when all her aunts and uncles came to visit during the Chinese New Year.

To be honest, her parents died too young.

Jiang Xingni had never actually experienced visiting relatives since childhood. Her understanding of the greetings from relatives during the Lunar New Year was limited to the clichés that Xu Niannian complained about.

In that sense, Shan Qing was the first person to say something like that to Jiang Xingni.

"...I can't remember any of them," she answered frankly, her gaze fixed on Shan Qing's face.

From her supernatural perspective, she could see that the mountain and the entire fireball were connected, forming an inseparable whole.

Shanqing died in the flames of the explosion, and so the monster she became was also engulfed and replaced by a fireball.

One's entire life exists within the flames.

Seeing Shan Qing's current state, Jiang Xingni's first reaction was to think of Sera, whom he had seen on the forum before.

The leaked case revealed that, for some unknown reason, Sera managed to maintain her sanity despite being a monster.

Could the current state of the mountains also be part of their experiment?

She has become a monster, but compared to the monsters Jiang Xingni was familiar with, she has retained some of her own sanity.

It's hard to tell whether she has completely transformed into another species, or, like in those legends of people becoming ghosts after death, she still retains her memories from her previous life, and she is still herself.

Jiang Xingni couldn't tell whether she was the anglerfish's lantern or not.

But Shan Qing seemed not to have heard Jiang Xingni's reply at all, and just kept muttering to herself, "Come here, let Auntie take a good look at you, okay?"

"How did you grow up so much in the blink of an eye?"

"Where is your mother? Why didn't she come with you?"

Jiang Xingni took a step back.

She suddenly felt an indescribable sorrow that seemed to overwhelm her.

But the current state of the mountain is just a lantern; it may possess human-like intelligence, but not enough.

She couldn't understand Jiang Xingni's words, nor could she remember what happened before she died.

It seems like they're living solely out of obsession.

Do you feel pain when you are burned by temperatures of over 1,000 degrees Celsius?

Once you shed the code name "Mountain Sentiment," what is your real name?

Jiang Xingni had many questions he wanted to ask her.

But the person she knew was Longinus.

What she truly cared about, and the person she longed to see in her, was her mother—this is not to imply that Shanqing and her mother were lesbians.

But when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; the dead are gone forever.

Jiang Xingni will never get the answers to these questions again.