"Ah-uh!"
The pain was as if his soul was being torn apart, and Xiao Ling couldn't help but let out several screams of pain.
【Host! Host! 】Who is calling him?
"Master Xiao!" "Brother Xiao!" Who is it?
"Aling——!" It's Han Yuan!
Xiao Ling woke up suddenly and couldn't help but cover his head. There was still some pain in his mind from being forcibly stripped of his soul.
"Brother Ling, are you okay?" It was Bai Qingyin who spoke, with lingering traces of panic and tears on her face.
As for this title... Xiao Ling raised his hand and touched Bai Qingyin's head, and smiled weakly: "Don't worry, brother is fine."
He remembered that what he saw was not an illusion, nor was it the original owner.
That was when he was first introduced to this small world. There seemed to be something wrong with the system. His memory was drained and his personality was affected by his personality.
He was accepted as a disciple by Han Yuan's father Mo Xuan. The pure Yin blood refers to Bai Qingyin, and the Zhi Yang soul refers to him... He voluntarily gave up half of his soul to save Han Yuan.
The soul is missing, so he will become stupid until Xiao 8 gets connected with him, until he meets Han Yuan again.
Xiao 8 thought it was the transmitted energy that awakened his consciousness, but it was actually because Han Yuan returned his soul to him.
Cause and effect reincarnation, destiny.
But...without Zhiyang Soul, Han Yuan's soul body will become increasingly unstable.
If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid his physical body won't be able to stay alive.
"Uh-" Xiao Ling rubbed his forehead and stood up from the ground with his body supported.
He looked around and found that they were standing at the entrance of the Cold Pool Cave, with the Forbidden Valley on the other side.
When I saw the cliff before, I had already had a hallucination.
Now the four of them, Gu Qingchen, are all here, and their faces are not very good. They seem to have had some kind of "dream", and they are all participants in this story.
Thinking of old things, Xiao Ling didn't ask any more questions, just raised his feet and walked towards Hantan Cave.
Han Yuan jumped off the "cliff" with him. Now that he is not here, he must be in his physical body.
"Hey, Brother Xiao!" Seeing Xiao Ling walking directly into the cave that exuded terrifying power, Zhuo Feng was startled and wanted to follow, but was pulled back by Gu Qingchen.
"Wait!" Gu Qingchen held Zhuofeng's hand tightly. The memory he had just recovered in the illusion still made him feel frightened. "Zhuofeng...and Mr. Yuzhu, the power inside will affect you." It’s quite big, so it’s better not to go in.”
"What? Brother Xiao has gone in too. Maybe the ghost master is also in there. Little ghost, please don't hold me..."
Hearing him call him "kid", Gu Qingchen knew that he had also remembered the past. His hands trembled suddenly, and he directly pulled Zhuo Feng into his arms and held him tightly:
"Zhuofeng, be obedient..." I don't want to lose you again.
"...You are so..." The arrogant boy in red couldn't help but blush, and finally compromised, muttering softly, "Okay, I know, you're not as cute as when you were a kid... ..”
Bai Qingyin glanced at Gu Qingchen and Zhuo Feng who were hugging each other, and suddenly stepped forward to give Yu Zhu a hug: "Brother Yu Zhu, you stay here with senior brothers and the others. I... I'll come as soon as I go. "
Yu Zhu seemed to have guessed what she wanted to do, so he subconsciously held her hand tightly and called out: "Ah Yue."
Hearing this familiar title, Bai Qingyin couldn't help but her eyes turned red, but she suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
She took out a bamboo flute from her arms and put it into Yu Zhu's hand: "Brother Yuzhu, when this matter is over, are you willing to form a blood contract with me?"
Yu Zhu stroked the rough bamboo flute in his hand, and his tense and cold expression softened instantly: "...Okay."
"Brother Han! Han Yuan?"
Xiao Ling walked quickly towards Hantan, wondering why the road was so long this time.
"Han——" Finally, he reached the edge of the cold pool and stopped.
In the center of the cold pool, the body of an adult man was lying on the stone bed. The cold pool water that originally covered the stone bed had lost its vitality and now looked like a pool of stagnant water.
No, it was originally a pool of stagnant water.
Han Yuan's soul floated next to his body, seemingly being pulled but blocked by some force.
"Han Yuan?" Xiao Ling called softly again.
"Ah... Ling..." Han Yuan raised his head to look at him with difficulty. His soul was now mostly entangled in the thick black and scarlet ghost energy, and it looked like the situation was not good.
Xiao Ling felt anxious and was about to step into the cold pool, but was stopped by a voice.
"Xiao Ling, you're here."
From the darkness on the other side of the cold pool, a rickety figure slowly walked out.
Xiao Ling looked at him in shock. Not only was his hair gray now, but Mo Xuan's appearance had also changed into an octogenarian: "...Sect Master Mo?"
how so? Is he going to completely run out of life?
Bai Qingyin, who just ran in, also exclaimed: "Master?!"
"Master, how did you become..."
Bai Qingyin's eyes were red. Although Mo Xuan raised her for some reason, it really made her grow up worry-free and happy. She was a teacher and more like a father.
"It's okay, I deserve this..." Mo Xuan smiled, and looked at Han Yuan sadly with his already cloudy eyes, "Xiao Han..."
Han Yuan didn't give him a look, but ripples appeared in the stagnant cold pool, causing the old man to kneel by the pool and call out Ah Chu in joy.
Xiao Ling pursed her lips and interrupted this sentimental scene. He was more concerned about Han Yuan now: "Sect Master Mo, is there any way to help Han Yuan...Xiao Han now?"
Mo Xuan looked up at Xiao Ling and let out a low, hoarse sigh: "It's no wonder... It turns out that the soul has returned to the original owner, and fate has played a trick on people..."
Suddenly, he didn't know what he saw, and his tone paused.
Xiao Ling's eyes only dimmed as Mo Xuan suddenly came to him from across the cold pool. His right hand was held up, and a pale and trembling hand was stroking the knuckles of his ring finger.
To be precise, it was touching the red thread wrapped around it.
"Don't touch him!" Han Yuan roared through gritted teeth, staring at Mo Xuan with his scarlet black eyes, not like looking at his father, but more like looking at a deeply hated enemy.
The "old man" who was stared at didn't care at all, but smiled happily.
He let go of Xiao Ling's hand and looked at Han Yuan.
Above the cold pool, a red thread loomed, and inside it was a complicated and tight knot.
"Yin Yuan Knot...Okay, okay..."
The old man smiled and shed tears, and his tears fell into the cold pool, making ripples in the water.
