Jian Xin was stunned and lowered her head, as if she had finally woken up from a chaotic dream. Her voice became much calmer, "Ke Fan, don't get me wrong, I am indeed willing to marry you, but..."
Shao Kefan's hand left her shoulder and supported it against the wall. The setting sun entered the window and still cast a shadow of his arm on her shoulder. The voice above her head said somewhat self-deprecatingly, "You know he has not been wiped out. In fact, he wants to be with him again."
We wanted to continue our relationship as husband and wife, but in order to save him, we used our engagement as a threat, right?"
After saying that, he took her up and said, "With your character, how could you kneel in front of me, but for him, you bent your knees without hesitation, no matter how painful it was."
Jian Xin replied sadly, "Zhao Lian was also restrained by King Ling in the Purgatory Fire City. They returned to each other. How could I have such an idea? But I hope you can save them and send them to the Gate of Rebirth so that they can return to life again."
If you are reincarnated as a human being, you don’t have to suffer the torment of eternity.”
Seeing that he didn't speak, but his stiff face softened, he added, "When he died, I was his wife after all. At the most critical moment, he pushed me out of the sea of fire. I always thought that he was wiped out in ashes, but unexpectedly he was there."
In the city of fire in purgatory, and you and I are in the human world, and we are close to each other in the human world, I naturally feel guilty and uneasy. I will send him and Zhao Lian to the next life to fulfill one of my wishes and let all grudges end here. My heart is only with you.
Spend the rest of our lives together.”
Shao Kefan let out a long sigh, "Since you said so, I can consider saving it. However, except for the ruling class of hell, the soul-binding spell in Purgatory Fire City cannot be solved by outsiders at all. Even if I break into Purgatory Fire City
, there is no other way.”
Jian Xin frowned and thought about it unwillingly, with a bright light in her eyes, "Xuelin, Phantom, you have these two peerless weapons, but you still can't split the iron caltrops?"
Shao Kefan put his hand on her face and rubbed the sticky tears a few times, "Of course I can't, but I will find a way." He then asked, "Where did you hear these things? It seems that you
Never left the bedroom."
After his reminder, Jian Xin remembered the matter that Shu Zhen had entrusted to her, and secretly blamed herself for only caring about Qin Weiluo just now. She looked at the desk and said, "Shu Zhen told me."
"What?" Shao Kefan followed her gaze in disbelief. In the afternoon, after he opened the drawer and closed it, he felt a vague sense of familiarity, as if an acquaintance was standing in front of him, but he could not see it.
At this moment, the desk was still empty, with no shadow in sight.
"The voice came from the drawer. She said she was in the Soul-Calling Bell, but I didn't open the drawer... The King of the Tomb was determined to avenge her death, so he also bound her in the Purgatory Fire City. The Soul-Calling Bell
I had a strong connection with her, so I summoned her."
Shao Kefan's heart ached slightly. Knowing that it was him who rang the bell that called her back, he didn't explain. He walked to the desk, opened the drawer, picked up the soul-calling bell, and asked softly, "Shu Zhen, is it really you?"
After waiting for a while, there was no reply.
Jian Xin suddenly recalled that when Shu Zhen's soul left the body, he put his whole life's skills into the body and kept it eternally beautiful in his arms. Now, her voice was so hoarse. She must not have wanted him to hear it, so she remained silent.
Shao Kefan called again, but still didn't hear the response from the soul-calling bell. He felt sad, "I hurt her so deeply that she doesn't want to talk to me anymore."
Jian Xin shook her head, "It's not that she's unwilling." She walked up to him again and said, "She wants you to do something for her."
Shao Kefan stared at the Soul-Calling Bell for a long time, put it back in the drawer, and waited for her to continue.
"She has had a bad life and wants to start over. Now she is freed from the shackles of the Purgatory City of Fire and is in the Bell. All she needs to do is find an undead soul, take it with her, hide it from the eyes of hell, and reincarnate with her.
Yes, but she hopes that you will personally throw the Soul-Calling Bell into the World Pass, and the Pure Soul will be extracted from the World Pass, and the soul will be freed from the bell."
Shao Kefan looked out the carved wooden window. The dark blue Bingyu flower was like a faint blue flame, burning quietly in the side yard where the flowers were withered. It exuded bursts of cold fragrance. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll give it to her."
The last leg.”
Jian Xin recalled what Shu Zhen said and filled in the missing parts, "She also said that the power of hell is very powerful and has alarmed Yin Sizai. I'm afraid it's rare for you to come back. It's just a hope for you to send it in person. It's best to
Place the soul-calling bell on the soul that is about to be reincarnated."
How could he not know Yin Si Zai's abilities? That time the snow lin was destroyed and the phantom spirit was disabled. If Manzhu Shahua hadn't saved him, he would have been buried in hell. Sending Shu Zhen to the Gate of Rebirth would naturally be better than finding ways to go to the Fire City to save Qin Wei.
Luo and Zhaolian are easier to deal with, but speaking of it, it is also a very difficult matter. The most important thing is how to get through the hurdles of Yin Si Zai and Zhong Ling Jie.
Even if he spent his entire life trying to pass this level, he might not be able to pass it.
He lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand, as if he wanted to learn some fate from it. His mind turned like lightning, and his eyes were complicated and unpredictable. For a long time, he still said the same words, "I will send her on her last journey."
Jian Xin only believed that he was unbeatable in the wilderness, and did not have a deep understanding of the difficulty of entering hell. It was said that Yin Sizai had the power to control the two realms, but what this concept actually looked like was difficult to imagine.
She had never seen him defeated. No matter how difficult it was, she had full confidence in him. When he said he wanted to send Shu Zhen off, she didn't think it was anything. She only said a few words, "Be careful."
In the soul-calling bell, the condensed spirit has been quietly listening to the movements outside. Although she is connected to the soul-calling bell, if no one shakes the bell, it is impossible to return to the bell. After being summoned,
Unexpectedly, he found the soul-calling bell lying in the drawer of his study, together with Xuan Wei's wedding dress as a relic, and he suddenly understood the reason.
He still cares about her, even the insignificant love and occasional nostalgia are very precious in her heart. He expressed his willingness to send her to reincarnation twice. She is satisfied in this life, but how can she let him risk it?
Before, it was just a selfish temptation.
In fact, she would rather stay in the soul-calling bell, stay with him all day long, experience the warmth of being picked up and missed by him, and be reincarnated with him on the day of his death, but his obsession with Mu Jianxin is so deep
, besides, he has already made an appointment with her a hundred years later, and risked his life to go to hell alone. Before such a situation, what does her persistence mean? How could he know? In any case, in the end, he would not choose
Hers!
There are so many hardships in this life, and there are too many painful past events that cannot be let go. She has escaped from the sea of fire, but she is still struggling in the sea of pain in her heart. It is the best choice to get rid of it as soon as possible. Reincarnate, abandon all misfortunes, leave the river road, and enter the world.
, isn’t it just a process of forgetting and rebirth?
With an uneasy heart, Daqing walked to the study and hurriedly poked his head in. He found that there were no supernatural ghosts as he had imagined more than a hundred times. However, both the monarch and Miss Mu looked very sad. The monarch was sitting next to the bookcase.
, her finger bones tapped slowly and heavily on the armrest of the throne, with a sullen face and said nothing. Miss Mu leaned against the green wall, but her eyes were closed, her beautiful eyebrows trembled from time to time, not knowing what she was thinking.
Daqing carefully brewed a cup of hot tea and put it on the desk in front of the monarch. He stepped aside gently and glanced at Jian Xin, but he didn't know how to please her. Miss Mu never drank tea.
Shao Kefan glanced at the tea coldly, swept his cloak and red sleeves, and the teacup fell to the ground with a bang, water droplets splashed, and the teacup broke into countless petals, leaving only a piece of hot air.
Daqing trembled all over. He had never seen the monarch so angry. He still remembered that the last time he saw the monarch angry was when Guo Mi was transferred to the music room, but Guo Mi did not want to leave and begged for mercy.
, that time his performance was just to wave his sleeves contemptuously, turn around and ignore it, but this time, it was like venting his heartache, like a volcano that had been brewing for a long time, and he just tried his best to restrain it and erupted a little.
He hurriedly knelt down, picked up the broken cups piece by piece, piled them into a small pile in the palm of his hand, and then crept out with an arched back.
"I'm really sorry for you." Jian Xin still didn't open her eyes, but the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, like a torrential flood that was deliberately blocked, but inadvertently overflowed, "Ke Fan, wait until these two things are settled.
, after fulfilling my wish, there will only be two of us left, with no grudges and no interference. I will use the rest of my life to make it up to you."
Shao Kefan clenched his fists suddenly, and the veins and blood vessels were particularly obvious. He punched the desk and shouted angrily, "Do you know..." But he tried his best to hold back the next words and did not say them.
Do you know that my ability is absolutely inferior to that of Yin Sizai? Even one of the ten spirit beasts cannot even approach the three cities of the Yin world. I am afraid that if I cannot reach the Purgatory Fire City, I will become a lonely ghost.
The country, you, will be out of reach. How to talk about the rest of your life, how to talk about holding hands and loving each other?
Jian Xin's eyes were filled with mist, and the water was flickering, but she remained motionless and did not speak. She waited for him to continue speaking, but saw the anger on his face gradually disappearing, and Hong Qiu moved to his eyes like a ghost, embracing her.
He murmured in a deep voice, "Do you know how much I love you, so I will agree to whatever you ask for." He wiped her tears with the silver-white gauntlet with blue trim on his palm, "But I have to take care of you."
Get ready, Jian Xin, you have to wait for a while."
"I'll go with you then."
She wanted to face hardships and dangers with him, advance and retreat together, and at the same time see Qin Weiluo for the last time, which was regarded as giving him a farewell. From then on, they each went home, and the love between the dead was buried in her heart.
Just deep down.
He could naturally guess what she was thinking. However, with her words, if she failed, she would be destined to fall into the hands of King Ling. If she succeeded, how could she be embarrassed by the relationship between her and Qin Weiluo?
Then he patted her shoulder and said, "Jian Xin, how do you face Zhao Lian? It's better for me to go alone. Besides, having you around sometimes distracts me and affects the rescue operation."
She was silent, but she seemed to see the man in white clothes and green crown enduring unspeakable pain in the city of fire in Purgatory, day after day, for endless years. When she rescued him and sent him to a free afterlife, everything
, it’s time for the dust to settle and it’s over.
There was a bright red in front of his eyes, as if the dripping blood had gathered together, gradually dispersed, and each of them condensed into a blossoming red flower with incomparable beauty. Shao Kefan was inspired: Manzhushahua!