Although Yu Ling didn't know what was happening in the outside world, she always felt that things would change easily as time went by. Just when she was about to say something, she saw a beam of purple light projecting down, covering the entire area.

Bathed in the purple divine flower, Yu Ling felt that his soul power seemed to have changed, but he couldn't explain the specific reason. But he didn't care about it at all now, and just reminded: "You can start

?”

"Didn't I already start? Don't disturb me next time!" Yin Spirit Spirit said angrily.

I saw countless purple lights surging all around, as if being moved by some invisible big hand, creating water-like ripples that contrasted with the dark river.

Yu Ling gently held the purple-clothed girl in her arms, his eyes involuntarily fixed on her exquisitely beautiful face.

In fact, when they got along before, he never looked at her carefully at all. He just had the impression that she was very beautiful, but when he really recalled her face, it was always blurry.

It was as if there was an impenetrable fog hanging over her body, and it was as if... he had never calmed down enough to take a good look at her.

Look at the light bangs on her forehead, her eyebrows that are not slender but still pretty, her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings, and the few innocuous little moles on her forehead and temples.

Her soft red lips, which are not cold, look at her childish but delicate and beautiful face.

How I wish she would open her calm and clear eyes now, like a calm lake in winter, shallow and light, as good as water.

Maybe, soon.

Or maybe, everything is in vain.

It was the first time that Yu Ling felt so at a loss. He could be calm and calm in the face of life and death, but at this moment, he was wrapped in boundless anxiety and tension, and he could not struggle out no matter what.

I don't dare to hope, but I can't help but hope.

A person who has never believed in what-ifs, now his mind is full of ridiculous what-ifs.

If she could wake up, everything would be as usual...

But...is this really possible?

What if?

The sea of ​​souls was filled with the unexplained chants of the Yin spirits. The melody was not pleasant at all, it could even be said to be chilling and desolate, but Yu Ling's anxiety and worry gradually calmed down a lot.

It was as if the ocean of purple light in front of me was also dancing with the singing, and the scattered light was like a flourishing star shower, and like the purple petals flying all over the sky, so clean and spotless.

Purple light floated down one after another, floating on the girl's body, as if it merged with her purple clothes, just like the robe was glowing.

It was really shining, and the girl’s dead and empty soul was shining.

This scene is so unique and alluring.

The purple light is mighty and turbulent, like a big river that doesn't know where it comes from or where it's going. There are confused ghosts in the river, and behind the river is a vast and boundless netherworld.

In the netherworld, there seemed to be some purple light floating confusedly, and unconsciously merged into the sea of ​​​​the girl's glowing soul.

Little by little, like a faint spark.

But no matter how weak a spark is, it will eventually start a prairie fire.

Her soul sea has become a sea of ​​light, with little sparkling purple lights rising and falling in the ebb and flow.

Yu Ling stared blankly, as if she would open her eyes the next moment.

However, on the other side of the distant netherworld, there seemed to be some invisible force that was pulling desperately. The purple light that merged into the Purple Dust Sea was gradually unable to resist, as if the iron powder was attracted by a magnet and was forcefully pulled towards it.

"You are looking for death!"

Yu Ling was suddenly filled with boundless violence, and his soul sea surged out into vast waves, like the water of the Milky Way, slamming into the depths of the netherworld.

"boom!"

"Wow--"

The River of Netherworld stirred up big waves, and many of the scattered purple light spots were instantly swept in, and they all sank into the river and disappeared.

"Chen Ruo!"

Yu Ling shouted anxiously, his soul power turned into a barrier, standing between the purple light spots and the Netherworld River, but it still could not prevent them from being sucked away.

I don't know if it was his hallucination, but those purple light spots suddenly gathered and dispersed, as if a pale girl appeared seemingly out of nowhere, looking at him with a complicated expression and soft eyes, revealing a familiar Qing Qian

smile.

She opened her mouth slightly, as if she were saying something, but no sound came out.

What she said was, I'm sorry.

Yuling understood the shape of her mouth, but he didn't understand why she said sorry.

It was obvious that he was sorry for her, so how could she have done anything wrong?

Why do you still have to say sorry when you sacrificed your life?

His mind went blank, and he reached out in vain to catch her, but the transparent and blurry figure instantly shattered into sporadic purple light spots, and gradually sank into the netherworld.

The purple light that drifted away through him seemed to still retain her warmth.

However, they all floated away from his side and from his fingertips one by one, unable to be retained, like an unreal dream.

Like quicksand passing through the fingers, like water falling into the lake.

What's left?

Yu Ling wanted to rush into the Netherworld, but an invisible barrier bounced him away with a bang, as if there was an insurmountable world between them.

The Yin world and the Yang world.

Is there any way to stop this?

Since he had been given hope, why should he be ruthlessly deprived of it at the last moment when he was about to succeed?

Just to tease him?

"Sister Chenruo, don't leave..."

In the distance was the anxious cry of late winter. She rushed into the netherworld, desperately blocking the passage of those purple light spots, holding them in her arms in an almost ridiculous posture.

"Get away, get away!" the little girl cried, holding those purple dots of light as she dodged left and right amid the attack of the Netherworld River.

However, every time a wave rises, many spots of light are caught up and never seen again.

At the end of the winter, he huddled up in a ball, desperately protecting those purple spots of light, and said with tears on his face: "Brother Yu, please think of a way!"

Is there any other way... is there any other way...

How...can we save her, how...can we stop this damn thing?

Countless memories roared up like a storm, and Yu Ling quickly wandered through countless pictures, just to find a trivial hope.

Finally, he found something he wanted.

"Husband, the world is born with bright spirits, and the bright spirits transform into souls..."

"The soul gathers and the soul is concentrated, the foundation of the five elements is combined, and the Qi of the two rituals is divided..."

"Therefore, the rain in spring is moist, it fades away the desolation and condenses the vitality, and reverses the universe and changes the fate."

"The foundation of soul condensation is to reshape. The art of soul shaping is made by nature."

It was the soul-condensing technique she once taught him.

Things in the world are created by fate, one drink and one peck, could this cause and effect be predetermined?

Yu Ling's soul sea dried up at an alarming speed, but he didn't notice it at all and just recited the soul condensation technique over and over again.

Over and over again.

Until the purple light spots all over the sky resurfaced, and there was a stalemate between Netherworld River and Zi Chenruo.

Yu Ling's vision began to blur and waver, as if he was in a trance and dreaming.

He didn't know that his soul power had already been exhausted, and the white jade bottle was working hard to send him streams of white light, but it was quickly squandered by the soul condensation technique.

His consciousness also began to blur, but he was still muttering the hundred or so words of the soul-condensing technique.

Until the purple light points came against the current and rained down on her soul sea.

Until the Netherworld River gradually faded and disappeared, disappearing.

Until the girl in purple finally had a touch of life on her lifeless face.
Chapter completed!