There was a black mole the size of a sesame on the right side of Anael's nose. After his rebirth, the mole not only disappeared, but his body seemed shorter and thinner than before. Isn't it said that the body will stop growing after death?
, why has it shrunk?
——If her body hadn't become necrotic and could no longer be used, how could that girl have been used to replace it?
Whose body is necrotic, and who should replace whom? Looking at the sarcophagus that seemed to have stopped time, Anael's body shook.
Yan Jue said: "You stay here, I'll go take a look."
Before the outstretched hand could catch him, Anal staggered forward several steps and said silently: No...
She was afraid of this result, so she didn't have the courage to confirm it, nor the ability to accept it. However, Yan never understood, he only thought Anael was timid.
Because it was just a guess, and he thought it might not be that bad. Ana'er moved a few steps forward and looked at Yan Jue, who was standing in front of the sarcophagus and suddenly stopped moving, "What's wrong with you?"
As if he had not heard anything, Yan Jue looked at the person in the sarcophagus, his eyes full of shock, "How could..."
"What's going on..." Ana'er was so frightened by his reaction that he thought he was possessed by some kind of demon.
He looked back at her, confused in his heart, "Who are you..."
She wondered: "What?"
In the blink of an eye, Yan Jue was approaching, grabbed her arm, and almost pinched it off, "You are indeed Mo Shuruo! You are her, right?"
"I'm not..." She didn't react when he yelled. The pain in her arm made her struggle, "Let go, I'm not her, I'm not!" Ana'er pushed Yan Jue away and ran a few steps forward.
Her legs were weak, and she immediately fell on the edge of the coffin. Wherever her eyes went, she stopped on a face. Her eyes widened, and a tear slowly fell down.
The person lying peacefully inside had a black mole on the tip of his nose.
This feeling is so strange. Obviously I still have feelings and thoughts, but that person is already dead.
She hugged her head and cried, "No, no, no..."
Ana'er couldn't believe that he was indeed dead, and Yan Jue just felt a splitting headache and was frightened. The person in front of him was 100% Mo Shuruo, but why did she possess Ana'er's soul? If
Anael lives in Mo Shuruo's body, so where did Mo Shuruo's spiritual consciousness go?
Yan Jue grabbed her wrist and pulled her, his eyes were about to burst, "You were the one in the woods that day, right? Where's Mo Shuruo, tell me!"
Ana'er waved his hand to shake off his restraints, his steps were unsteady, and his back hit the sarcophagus. The way she collapsed was really pitiful, "Mo Shuruo Mo Shuruo! Why is everyone saying this name! I'm not her,
I am Anal, I am the saint of Northern Xinjiang!"
Looking at her look, Yanjue slowly calmed down. "Anar, the person in the sarcophagus is you."
"Impossible!" she said in denial, but her expression gradually turned gloomy due to her state of mind. She slowly slid down and knelt beside the sarcophagus, shaking her head to deceive herself, "No, I'm obviously still alive, how could I be dead?
Yes, I..." She suddenly thought of Mo Shuruo, the woman who looked exactly like herself.
Yan Jue approached her step by step, reached out and took out something from the sarcophagus, "Your current body is indeed that of Mo Shuruo."
But why is it another soul?
He released his palm, and in his palm was a pendant made of transparent jade, which was shining with mottled white light.
He relaxed his brows and sighed, "So it's because of this..."
"What do you want to do!" Anal suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his hand desperately, trembling with anxiety, "Do you want to kill me?"
"Anal, you are dead."
Resurrection from a dead body has never been possible. The living saint is indeed Mo Shuruo, but her memory belongs to Anael. To be more precise, the soul gathers Anael's remaining consciousness and makes it alive.
She was in Mo Shuruo's body, so she forgot that she had become Ana'er.
Anael is really dead, but her consciousness is still alive.
"You have also seen that this body does not belong to you at all." Although what he said was the truth, he was too ruthless.
"No..." She lowered her hands feebly, took two steps back, closed her eyes, and fell to the side.
"Hey, Ana'er!" Yanjue caught her in time, glanced at the Soul Gui in his hand, frowned and said, "Cheer up."
Lay her flat on the ground, gather Qi with both hands, and push the Qi of Soul to her forehead.
Ana'er slowly opened his eyes and said weakly: "I'm not her, you still want to save me?" Then he smiled bitterly, "Don't you want her to come back, why are you helping me..."
"The butterfly blood Gu hasn't been found yet, and Jiao Yinchang hasn't died yet. Are you willing to leave like this?" Yan Jue understands people's hearts, and he also thinks of what she thinks. What's more, he still needs her help to get Qilin Jue.
.
A tear fell quietly from the corner of her eye, and Anal raised the corner of her mouth, "You're right, I can't disappear now!" She still had so many things to do, how could she sleep peacefully with worries, "I know why you want to
Help me, that condition is in exchange for the rest of my time! Yan Jue, I don’t owe you anything.”
"I didn't want you to owe me." He stood up, glanced at the old witch doctor next to him, and walked towards the sarcophagus, "They are about to wake up, so just close your eyes and rest, as if nothing happened.
And..." Putting the pendant back into the sarcophagus, he turned back and looked at her, "I will use the Cold Warning Technique to guard your soul. Once it is used, it can only protect your life for ten days."
Ana'er looked at the dark rocks above his head, feeling calm in his heart, "So, what about ten days later?"
He walked out slowly, "Do you still want to be alive by then?"
Anael closed his eyes and smiled wryly.
yes……
Who can say what will happen then? After all, she is already a dead person.
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In the dark night, the three of them carried the box back from the sacred mountain. When they returned to the Emperor Wa Palace, it was rare that Yin Sa stayed up all night, waiting for their return.
"How are things going?"
The old witch doctor lowered his eyebrows, "It should be completed..."
He had no memory of what happened after the blood sacrifice. He only knew that when he woke up again, the four people were lying on the ground and the blood sacrifice was over.
Her soul should have gone back...
But he couldn't even deceive himself with his answer. Yin Sa sounded even more furious, "Trash, what do you mean it should be done! Open the box!"
The guard over there opened the wooden box, and the man who was supposed to be sleeping stood up from inside.
The old witch doctor was so frightened that he sat on the ground and trembled all over. Yin Sa had seen the world after all. Although he was trembling in his heart, his face remained calm.
"Anar."
"I didn't expect that I'm still alive." She stepped out of the box. After repairing all the way, her strength had been fully restored. She stopped in the hall and glared fiercely at the two guards next to her. The two men immediately
He was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head. Anal turned around and looked at the child on the high seat and sneered, "What should we do now? Kill or not!"
"Why can't I understand what you are talking about..." Yin Sa was still sitting calmly, but his fists were so tight that veins popped out.
It is easy to kill a person, but it is impossible to make a person's spiritual consciousness disappear without the help of the power of jade. She relies on jade to resurrect, and she will only dissipate because of jade. But now, not only has she not dissipated, but her consciousness has become stronger. This is also
In other words, she has found Pohungui, and there is someone to help her keep her soul alive!
There are not many people who can activate the effect of jade. In the ancient city of Para, there is only one Yanjue who can help her.
Yin Sa knew very well that he no longer had any chips in his hand.
Once trust between people is lost, the gap will never be closed again. "Yin Sa, I know exactly how you woke me up and what methods you used to destroy me!"
Now that Ana'er is not controlled by life and death, he understands her ambitions and will no longer take her high-sounding words seriously, "Your current status and rights were all given by me, and it is not difficult to destroy them.
I'll give you two ways. If you want me to help you, or you should voluntarily give up your position as a female architect, make your choice."
What a joke are you giving up your position as a female architect!
She gritted her teeth, her expression hidden in the darkness, and her baby voice revealed a sinister tone, "How do you want the Saint to help me?"
"Your greed is too deep, I can't trust you! If you want me to help you secure this position as a female leader, you must swear to me that you will guard the northern border for the rest of your life and put your people first in everything you do."
Without even thinking about it, she said, "Okay, I promise you."
"What should I do if I disobey you?"
Yin Sa raised three short fingers and said, "I do what I say, if I have even the slightest dissent towards Northern Xinjiang, I will be struck by thunder and die!"
It's not that Ana'er believes in Yin Sa too easily, but that in Northern Xinjiang now, there is no second person who can support her in a short time. She has no choice but to bet that Yin Sa is both good and evil, and will eventually turn to Yin Sa.
Which side.
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Before dawn, it started to rain outside the window.
Xiang Jingyi was drowsily asleep when he felt someone opening the door and walking in. He thought it was Yin Niang, so he went back to sleep peacefully.
The sound of rain hitting the banana trees is endless.
Ana'er has already dressed up, her makeup is exquisite, and her face is energetic. She is still the aloof northern Xinjiang saint.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the back of his head quietly, a layer of sadness filling her brows.
"Houjia..."
He turned over and still slept soundly.
"Hou Jiajun...if I let you come back, would you still be willing..."
Although she said something sincere, it was impossible to say it to him face to face. After dawn, they still had an unchangeable relationship, and they still had an unbreakable knot in their hearts.
After taking one last look and retracting her reluctant eyes, she got up and walked outside the house. Just as she opened the door, a voice suddenly came out from behind.
"Your Highness..." He rubbed his dreamy eyes and sat up. Looking at the back, he almost thought it was a dream. "Is it you?"
She turned half of her face, and a flash of lightning from time to time illuminated her expression clearly. "Hou Jiajun, you seem to be doing well. I thought you would have a trace of remorse for me, and you were restless and could not sleep well."
Woolen cloth."
"..." He didn't want to argue with her anymore and hurt others and himself, "You came to me just to see if I can't sleep well?"
Ana'er looked up at the rain gathering on the eaves and sighed: "Hou Jiajun, have you ever thought about coming back to me?"
He was stunned for a moment, lifted the quilt and stood up, "Are you telling the truth?" There was unconcealable happiness in his tone. Ana'er turned around in surprise, and Xiang Jingyi stood beside the bed, looking at him with a smile.
She tentatively said: "Then do you also want me to go back? Stay by your side..."
If there hadn't been that scene on the street, she might have let him come back, but what happened has happened, and there is always Mo Shuruo in her heart, an obstacle that cannot be overcome.
Because he admires another person.
She turned around to face him, and there was a flash of lightning outside the house. Overtly and covertly, Anal's eyes were filled with contempt, "Xiang Jingyi, you look very happy. Do you really want to come back to me, or..."
She raised her right hand and touched her cheek, with a gentle expression and cruel words, "Think of my face like this..."
Xiang Jingyi's face instantly turned pale, "..."
She lowered her hands, her fists hidden under her wide sleeves, "I don't need a slave with two hearts!"
She turned around again, her back was determined, and she didn't flinch at all.
"I know you hate me..."
The wind blew rain into the house, soaking her rich clothes and robes, but she still stood, maybe just wanting to hear a few more words from him.
The unpleasantness that happened in the past few days, but due to deception and misunderstanding, has become what it is now. Apart from being hurt, Anal didn't know how to meet him again. He felt resentful and reluctant to let go.
But her stubborn temper made her unable to let go of this matter!
"I don't hate you..." She sneered with tears in her eyes, "Even the children in the next village know that they will not hate an animal that strays from the pen. I just say these words because I hate you."
Xiang Jingyi gritted his teeth, trembling all over, and his heart ached so much that he felt like he was about to jump away. "Even so, I want to stay with His Highness..."