Yan Xiange is already like this. There are thousands of puppets in the Demon Refining Tower, including Lord Ji Yue!
There is no way for those people to recover!
We can only accept our fate... The tragic fate cannot be changed, so it should not be left to good people to bear.
"Chenxiang, are you unwilling to tell me?" Hua Xi asked. Her intuition was very keen. Chenxiang was a child who was not good at lying. His eyes were avoiding her and he did not dare to look at her.
"No!" Chen Xiang said categorically, "There is really no way to unlock the soul seal! If there was, Master Ji Yue would not have been trapped for so many years with no solution at all."
"Really?" Hua Xi was still very disappointed.
I originally thought there was at least a glimmer of hope.
She lowered her head and looked at the two brocade boxes she had stolen. The seals were both loose, but there was no way to break free.
"Father, it doesn't matter. I will continue to find a way to get you free and reunited with your mother." Hua Xi said with a smile, not to be pessimistic, but to be optimistic.
Yan Xiange didn't seem to hear what she said, but he seemed to hear it, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
There was wind at night, blowing his dry hair. His face was still beautiful, but it was too haggard and pale, and he looked as if he might disappear at any time.
Hua Xi slowly pushed his hair aside with pity and wiped his cheek with a damp cloth.
Watching her series of movements, Chen Xiang felt as if something was pressing down in her heart.
Did he do something wrong by not telling Hua Xi how to unlock the soul seal?
Everyone has their own selfish motives!
Moreover, no one has ever succeeded in that method. If it fails, wouldn’t it be worth the loss and make you regret it even more?
Chenxiang calmed down, looked away, and fell asleep with them behind her back.
The three of them were sitting around the bonfire, and the night was getting darker.
Yan Xiange also closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, not falling asleep. He had become a puppet and did not need to sleep at all.
My body is already like a zombie and I won’t feel tired.
Hua Xi lay next to him. It felt very reassuring to have his father by his side to protect him.
She looked at the stars in the sky.
The first day has passed, there are still two days left, on Double Eve, what will you do?
The stars are so bright, does it mean you are in a good mood?
Although one was in the distant Jiuzhongtian and the other was at the edge of the demon world, thousands of miles apart, she seemed to be able to feel Chongxi's mood.
Those stars were very much like his eyes, gentle, mysterious, but looking at her intently.
Hua Xi rested her pillow on her arm and fell asleep unconsciously.
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Bang……
The wine glasses clinked gently, and a burst of laughter hit his ears.
Someone was laughing, and their voice had an intoxicating splendor that rippled through my ears.
"Emperor Hua Xi's drinking capacity is admirable. I am... drunk."
"I heard that the fox demon clan is good at drinking. Could it be that you are lying to me?"
The slender fingers elegantly held up a blood-red wine glass, which was filled with fine wine and jade liquid. It was shaking slightly and seemed to be overflowing.
Hua Xi clearly realized that this was a dream, but she just couldn't get out of it.
"Wine is not intoxicating..." the voice said.
Hua Xi couldn't see anything, she could only see falling flowers flying all over the sky and the ground. In the distance, red plum blossoms bloomed like a burst of demonic mist, and between the red plums, there were faintly dancing nine snow-white tails.
Nine-tailed fox demon...
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Before he finished his sentence, he had already woken up from this dream.
