First of all, what came to his mind was the other half of his consciousness that was devoured by her.
Ling Luo summoned a transparent crystal bottle from the black jade space ring. The surface of the bottle was covered with a layer of black cloth.
The demonic heart is afraid of light, so it is better to cover it with a black cloth.
Ling Luo handed the bottle to An Yi, as there might be some fraud in it. An Yi checked it carefully and made sure there was no trap before he stepped forward and handed it to Jue He.
The moment Jue He's hand touched the crystal bottle, his expression suddenly changed.
The smell inside is...
He suddenly tore off the black cloth covering the crystal bottle, widened his eyes, and stared at the contents of the bottle.
A black heart that was larger than a fist, surrounded by his other half of consciousness, was contracting and relaxing in the spring of life filled with spiritual energy.
A living heart.
his heart.
Although they have been away for three thousand years, he can still recognize it at a glance!
He felt the instinctive call coming from deep within his body, closely echoing the demonic heart in the crystal bottle.
He felt the trembling of his soul, and even more, the trembling of his consciousness in the spiritual realm.
When this feeling became stronger and stronger, an extremely dazzling black light suddenly burst out from the crystal bottle.
The heart gained independent consciousness, broke through the shackles of the bottle, and rushed towards the hotbed where it was originally conceived.
Under everyone's extremely surprised gaze, the demonic heart rushed directly into Jue He's left chest.
Juehe let out a comfortable sigh.
He felt a return.
The return of strength.
He felt a throb.
The beating of the heart.
The moment the original power of the heart returned, tens of thousands of demonic lights flashed across Juehe's body, rushing in all directions. The pressure of the deputy of the demon world shocked everyone.
Ling Luo couldn't help but stretched out a hand to block the dazzling sight.
After a while, until the wind stopped, she moved her arm and her eyes fell on Jue He.
Under the impact of the magic light, the bamboo hat that Jue He was wearing on his head had been blown away, revealing his original face.
It was a ghastly face, with countless dark tentacles spasming crazily.
Although this was not the first time they met, Ling Luo still couldn't help but take a step back, unable to hide the shock in her heart.
Her face was slightly pale, and her teeth were biting her lower lip.
Jue He watched Ling Luo's expression intently in his eyes. As soon as his heart entered his chest, he couldn't help but feel a pinching pain and a feeling of inferiority.
"Jue He, I want to thank you." Ling Luo calmed herself down, her beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she looked at the other person and said, "I have borrowed my heart for three thousand years, and it's time to return it to you. I will also return my spiritual consciousness to you.
"
Listening to her cold and distant voice, Jue He felt heartbroken and couldn't help himself.
She would rather she didn’t pay it back!!
If he doesn't return it, he will at least still have some thoughts.
He can still be determined that no matter what, he will always live in her heart, share his life with her, and experience the world with her.
He suddenly missed...
At the beginning, she used to talk to herself so gently and laugh with herself.
"What about you..." Jue He didn't know how he made the sound so dumb.