"It's really hard for a loving couple to meet again through life and death..." He hid his whole body in the cloak that dragged the ground, and then his long and skinny claws that were almost skinny and boneless were raised slowly, and he pointed his chin, "I'm the one you must want to send me to see the King of Hell now." But as soon as he said this, the shadow under the sycamore tree was already flowing, and he was tightly pressed against his back, and Yi Yuanguang was shaking the trunk behind the tree, trembling with branches and leaves.

"Hiss, be gentle. This sac was removed only once a while ago. I just got it back. Be careful not to break it." His evil smile was hidden in the shadow of the brim of the cape.

Yi Yuanguang was unmoved and stared coldly at the pale face that defeated the dead in the shadow of the hat brim.

Seeing that Yi Yuanguang had no intention of letting go, he gave up and calmly adjusted his sleeves, slightly replenished the demeanor that he had lost his clothes by someone pulling him, and said leisurely: "Don't look at me like this, I just helped Li Hansheng fulfill her wish."

"What the hell did you do to her!"

Gong Yungui raised his hands as if surrendered and said innocently: "I am a gentleman and have no hobby to take advantage of others' danger."

A sharp blade hiding from Yi Yuanguang's eyes, urging Ling Yun coldly.

"Calm down, if you burn me here, she will really not be able to wake up."

"Wake up and let her be your puppet?"

Gong Yungui smiled laughing as if he heard this question, "I said that I like her passionate and fiery personality. If such a personality is made into a puppet, it will not be fun at all."

Yi Yuanguang couldn't bear it and pulled his collar and threw the person out.

This time Gong Yungui was almost broken. Fortunately, he had accumulated spiritual power in time and saved the body's bag not broken, but it shook the tree on the back.

But it's really hard to be so fierce...

Yi Yuanguang kept his steps, grabbed a handful of blood-burning fire and chased after him.

Gong Yungui was not anxious or slow. He just looked up at the attack. At one glance, he looked like a ghost, like a soul stalking his heart. At the critical moment, he pinched Yi Yuanguang's spiritual veins, forcing him to control the attack.

"you--"

Gong Yungui smiled and gently held his cheek, "How can I do if I want me to give up Han Sheng, a cute girl who doesn't have enough portions?"

Yi Yuanguang seemed to have strangled the entire lifeline by him, but he couldn't move.

Gong Yungui Rui's fingernail was gently hung with a blood mark on his cheek, "Besides, why do you think I pulled you back from hell? Because are you Yi Yuanguang? No, no, it's actually just your ghost star soul."

——

In Li Hansheng's eyes, if there is really a way to resurrect Yi Yuanguang in this world, even if it is a disaster or a despair of heaven, it will be spared.

This is not only the light and shadow that has been revealed, but even Jun Han, who is only a bystander, can see it.

Zhao Jingyun took out Yi Yuanguang's soul as a condition, so it was enough to completely convince Li Hansheng to trust him.

"You don't have to know how I did it. Although I don't have the ability to save others, Yi Yuanguang can definitely do it."

Li Hansheng was a little stunned. He was indeed moved, but he still had a question: "Why did you want to save him?"

Zhao Jingyun smiled lightly, but there was an indescribable strange look in his eyes. After a moment, he said: "Anyway, his life is in my hands. No matter whether my purpose is right or evil, I am the only one who can pull him back in this world. You can choose to believe me and accept my deal, or you can..." He slightly loosened the spiritual power of the soul in the palm of Suoyun, and made a gesture to let Yi Yuanguang's soul scatter out.

"Wait a minute!" He really scared Li Hansheng.

Zhao Jingyun returned to Yi Yuanguang's soul like a gentle and kind person.

"Can you really save him?" At this time, Li Hansheng had lost his natural ostentatiousness.

"I am the only one in this world who can do this."

"What are the conditions required to save him?"

"It's very simple," Zhao Jingyun put the warm and light soul into her palm, "Just like he saved that child, all he wants is Fenghuo and a heart."

"Heart?"

Zhao Jingyun's eyes softened and he stared at her faintly, "You are his love in this life, and no one in this world is more suitable to give him his heart than you."

——

Suddenly a hint of coolness penetrated into the atmosphere, and the master and apprentice who were remembered by the deceased, suddenly became cold.

"Master, didn't you say that the old man would have to lie for ten days and half a month at least..." Ying Luo said cowardly.

Jun Han was calm and silent for a long time before he embarrassedly brushed his head and said something that could be justified: "What I said is the usual situation..."

Baili Yun cannot be regarded as a "normal person" at all!

Anyway, for Jun Han, Baili Yun is not afraid of under normal circumstances, not to mention that he is still half a life-threatening now.

So the marshal looked back calmly and calmly—

Baili Yun held the hairpin in his hand, without wearing a shirt, and stood there coldly with a blood cloth wrapped around it, like an ice statue with a hidden fire and a blade, and he didn't know where the explosion was.

Jun Han glanced at him and swallowed his words back, and then calmly withdrew his eyes.

——

Li Hansheng held Yi Yuanguang's soul and stared at him for a long time. He smiled slightly and said willingly: "As long as he can come back, he can give it to him both his heart and his life."

Zhao Jingyun's eyes finally had some different meanings, like the iron tree and silver flowers that were shattered, with her eyelids sinking, and she asked, "You are heartbroken, even if he comes back, you can't stay with him anymore."

"So what!" Li Hansheng roared out tears, and this sounded like a burst of anger. "He never thought about me when he spent me, and I don't want to think of him either! He had already promised to live and die together for the rest of his life, but when he really came to the moment of going hand in hand, he left me aside and made me break my promise..." She felt more and more uncomfortable as she spoke, and remembered Yi Yuanguang's "promise on the seventh day of the seventh month" that could never be fulfilled. Tears fell into a string of broken beads. Looking at the soul like a faint fire in his hand, he regretted: "I am still stupid and really believe it..."

She finally raised her sleeve and wiped away her tears, and said angrily: "Yi Yuanguang! You bastard! I just want you to regret it for the rest of your life!"

——

Gong Yungui easily resolved Yi Yuanguang's devastating fire attack, and only a wisp of spiritual silk like a shallow pen was gently wrapped around his fingertips, but it strangled Yi Yuanguang's heart.

The cold sac, which had been cold for a long time, finally returned to the temperature of the heart at this moment. Yi Yuanguang suddenly pressed his heart, stared at Li Hansheng under the sycamore tree in a daze.

"You take her..."

Gong Yungui smiled proudly, but he was unrestrained and a hint of regret, and then he said leisurely: "She was willing to give you my heart, but it's a pity that my Zhao Jingyun's skin is such a good spiritual vein, and he swallowed the double portion of the twins, and he also used it as bait for you..."

"What are you doing this for!"

Baili Yun watched Li Hansheng run through his heart by Zhao Jingyun's spiritual power. He knew that this was an irreversible memory of his old memories, but he still couldn't help twisting his heartstrings.

The sharp golden spirit pierced her chest, but she did not rush to take her life.

Li Hansheng failed to kneel down on the ground, but he carefully protected the flame-like soul in his palm.

"It's still time to regret it now." He said this insincerely. His fingernails, as sharp as blades, had gently cut open his wrists, dipped their fingertips in blood and pulled them into his palms.

Li Hansheng gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his heart, and refused to regret it when he died.

Zhao Jingyun pinched the blood pill and leaned down slowly, gently lifted her chin, "Use my blood as a guide, I can ask Houtu to reshape his bones and veins and body." His tone was deep and low, and as soon as he finished speaking, he fed the blood pill into Li Hansheng's mouth.

As soon as the blood penetrated his throat, Li Hansheng's spiritual breath was in chaos in an instant.

This blood is extraordinary blood. It enters the throat like strong wine and poison, destroying spirits and veins, but it completely breaks Li Hansheng's spiritual consciousness in an instant.

Li Hansheng's soul breathed, and his eyes turned like stars that were distorted, and they became empty and dimmed into two ink beads.

Her body fell heavily into the ashes on the ground. Zhao Jingyun slowly turned his palms and lured Yi Yuanguang's soul back.

No one has ever felt the real death so clearly. His heart has been cut off, and the blood in his body slowly lost its motivation, slowly becoming a quiet pool, and the temperature finally sank away...

He is already dead, but his consciousness is still empty in his body, and his eyes can still see the scene of the sun in a vague way.

Zhao Jingyun's figure became a cold and white mist, but he could see a red and burning mist in his palm.

Li Hansheng is like a lonely ghost locked in the ice. Everything in the world is a mirror, water and moon, visible and untouchable. So the unique mourning of the undead came to his heart and drove her into the abyss.

The dim sky covered her face with a shallow haze on her face, which had lost her vitality. She witnessed the light and hot eyes gradually dissipated and the cold heart hidden deep in Zhao Jingyun's body also rippled with regret. The radiant fire with the soul in her hand also took the opportunity to brighten his eyes a little warm.

Zhao Jingyun slowly fell down and reached out to cover her eyes gently.

"Soon, the person who promised you will come back..."

Yan Luoji also withdrew.

——

Baili Yun held the jade hairpin in his hand, looked at it deeply, and then said to himself: "So, was it the one who died at that time..."

Jun Han heard his voice carefully and looked back.

Baili Yun hid most of his face in the shadows, and even Yingluo did not dare to easily peek at his current state.

"Idiot!" He roared his teeth and turned away after roaring these two words.

Ying Luo looked at Baili Yunjianzhan's back in the shadow, and said, "Will he..."

Jun Han took his eyes back and smiled, "He just wanted to find out the cause of Li Hansheng's death."

"So sure?"

"Or he would have come here to smash the ground long ago."
Chapter completed!