But if he really did that, it meant that he didn't believe in Feng Jingyun. In fact, he was really afraid that Murong Che would live and compete with him for Jingyun. He wouldn't allow it!
He still chose to trust her. Even if Murong Che really returned the favor, he still believed that she would not betray him.
The midnight hour is approaching, and the soul-returning mirror is about to take effect.
Feng Jingyun took out the jade pendant with the word 'Che' engraved on it from her sleeve pocket. The color of the jade was no longer clear, but turned as red as blood. She understood that it was because there was something wrong with Che's soul.
The jade pendant that causes the dwelling to be the same color as the soul body.
It's vaguely clear what's going on...
It's just that she doesn't want to delve into it...or think about it. She just hopes that Murong Che can survive.
She walked to the coffin, placed the jade pendant in her hand on the chest of Murong Che's corpse, and then retreated outside the formation with the other three people.
In the dark night, the mountain wind howled, and I didn't know whether it was a cold wind or a cool breeze.
As soon as the midnight hour arrived, seven stars connected in a row, and the seven stars officially merged into a straight line. The formation was activated, and the soul-returning mirror that absorbed the essence of the sun and moon shone brightly against the starlight, and the light suddenly showed a clear ray of light and shone into the coffin.
A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the soul-returning mirror hanging on the locust tree was blown sideways. Feng Jingyun was anxious, flew to the formation, and raised his hand to hang the soul-returning mirror again.
The moment her hand touched the mirror, she was enlightened by the powerful magnetic field of the Seven Stars and the soul-recovering mirror. She instantly saw the memory of Luoyun from her previous life thousands of years ago, and she also suddenly understood why she was destined to miss Murong Che in this life.
"Jingyun, come out quickly!" Jun Mo Shang was horrified, deeply afraid that something would happen to her. The black shadow flashed, and the next moment he hugged her and flew out of the formation.
But when he hugged her, she had already let go of the soul-returning mirror, and he had not been enlightened about his past life.
Seeing her in a daze, Jun Mo Shang's face was full of worry, "Jingyun?"
When she came back to her senses and saw his caring expression again, she felt as if it was a lifetime ago. She suddenly fell into his arms and tears... fell down. It turned out that Jun Mo Shang was the one who had given the most and suffered the most.
He lowered his head and kissed the tears on her face distressedly, "What's wrong?"
She took a deep breath, just buried her little face in his arms, and hugged him tightly.
As if feeling her excitement, Jun Mo Shang gently stroked her back, "Jingyun?"
She didn't say anything, just cherish it.
He looked at the coffin in the formation with great anxiety.
The light of the soul-recovering mirror illuminated the entire coffin, and Murong Che's body was immersed in the strong light. Suddenly, he saw Murong Che's ghost lying on the body, gradually merging with the body.
The ghost's blood was full of viciousness, which was in sharp contrast to the pale whiteness of the corpse.
Feng Jingyun, No. 95, and Shadow all looked at this scene solemnly.
There was another flash of bright light, and the corpse soul in the coffin seemed to have absorbed the soul-returning mirror's sun and moon spiritual energy. The soul-returning mirror suddenly broke into pieces, and the strong light in the coffin disappeared at the same time.
Looking up at the night sky, the seven stars in a row have passed by, and the seven stars in a straight line have begun to move away diagonally, becoming dots of twinkling stars among countless stars.
Feng Jingyun rushed to the coffin, looked at the motionless body in the coffin, and wanted to reach out and touch it, "Murong Che!"
Jun Mo Shang used his special powers to see through Murong Che's corpse. Surprise flashed through his bloody eyes. He already understood what Murong Che had done. He only pulled Feng Jingyun away and sighed slightly, "His ghost
It has melted into the corpse and will wake up at dawn."
