After finishing writing, they carefully lit the talisman paper. Listening to the slight hissing sound, the four of them had deep expressions on their faces.
It was Ting Qingyu's decision to let Cheyue write down Nalan's name.
It's been almost ten months, and Nalan and the other three have disappeared. I really don't know where they went, and the evidence collected before shows no trace of Bai Xiao hiding it.
If they were really killed...the bodies of the three people would have to be seen, right? But Ting Qingyu felt that it was not murder. After all, she was alive, and the driver was still alive, so they must have really disappeared!
Therefore, she took the risk to write Nalan's name in the talisman, hoping that the Silver God could call out Nalan Ling.[
When the talisman was finished burning, a strong wind blew by and suddenly blew out the three candles, but everything was calm after that.
The four of them looked at each other for a moment, looking solemnly at each other.
No reaction at all...
So, is this ceremony considered a success?
"Yu'er, how do you feel?" Cheyue looked at Ting Qingyu who was frowning, her eyes were very worried.
"I always feel that none of the three Nalans have died... are still in this world... or there is a sense of spiritual connection. The four of us are the best in the university, and we will be together in any matter."
Discuss..." Ting Qingyu's face was solemn, eager to know Yin Shen's reaction.
"Don't worry, it's fate and you can't escape it in the end." Cheyue smiled and looked at the ashes flying in the wind with soft eyes.
Xiao Wen snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the room.
A bright moon rises in the clear sky, and the slanting light shines quietly on the two lovers.
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Different time and space, Ming Dynasty, Changbi Palace hides the Phoenix Pavilion.
The moonlight is like silver, and the night breeze is cool.
The young man watched coldly as the tornado approached, carrying a person between it, and stopped at the Hidden Phoenix Pavilion.
The man collapsed softly to the ground, with long and disheveled hair, and was wearing a strange costume. The young man frowned, and with a light finger, a ray of silver light penetrated into the man's body. The young man in white frowned, and his expression was dull.
His face finally looked a little displeased.
"It's too presumptuous to bring a dead person to me!" the young man said coldly, with a cold light shining in his eyes, "When I recover my spiritual power, let's see how I punish you!"