The young man looked coldly and nodded, and another cloth bag appeared out of nowhere. Seeing that the bag was bulging and occasionally shaking, it was obvious that there was another flower seed inside.
The young man held up the black cloth bag in his palm, but had no intention of giving it to Yun Lingyuan.
"You answer a few questions for me first."
Yun Lingyuan said: "Okay."
The young man asked her: "Who is the person you want to save?"
Yun Lingyuan thought for a moment and said: "Fiancé."
The young man asked again: "For him, would you rather die?"
Yun Lingyuan replied: "When you say it like this, it sounds a bit heroic, but I am not that great. I have a choice. Of course I am still alive. If this is the only way to save him, I will
What else can I do? Moreover, I am such a person, he is willing to risk his life for me, and I am just reciprocating."
The young man raised an eyebrow and asked, "Reciprocity?"
Yun Lingyuan nodded and said: "Yes."
"Isn't he your fiancé? Don't you love him?"
Yun Lingyuan wondered: "I... don't know..."
The young man asked again: "What would you do if it was Zi Huo who lost his soul?"
Yun Lingyuan frowned and said, "I... don't know."
She also didn't understand why the other party mentioned Zi Huo for no reason. Was he asking her, who would she rather die for?
The young man had a calm face and said nothing as Yun Lingyuan said: "Zi Huo will not be distraught..."
Hearing this, the young man's mouth slightly curved and he said, "Why?"
"For whatever reason, he just doesn't know how."
The young man laughed twice and said: "If it is Zi Huo, if Yun Lingyuan says one, he will say one. There is no principle at all. Even if he is out of his mind, if she wants to do it, he will do it for her.
!Is that so?”
When he said this, Yun Lingyuan felt guilty, "Where is this...Zi Luo him..."
She originally wanted to say that Zi Huo didn't care about her that much, but then she thought again, it was really ridiculous. What should she explain to this young man? She didn't even know his name.
Thinking of this, she asked: "That's right, we've been chatting for so long, but I haven't asked you how to address me?"
The young man said: "How can I be called anything? I am just a wisp of his soul."
"Whose soul?"
The young man tilted his head slightly and said, "Guess."
Yun Lingyuan was about to blurt out Zi Huo, but she felt that the young man's lively and interesting nature was very different from Zi Huo's low-key and reserved nature. They were clearly not the same person, but then he thought about it, since their souls were separated, they were two individuals.
One is in the underworld and the other is in the human world. Each has a different living environment. Isn't it normal to have different habits?
She only hesitated for a moment, but the young man had no intention of waiting for her to guess. Suddenly the entity became illusory. In front of Yun Lingyuan, he took out the purple soul flower seeds from the bag.
Yun Ling Yuanxin said, this flower seed is the hope of saving Ye Ming, but don't let him play with it anymore. Just when she was thinking about coming over with him, suddenly the ball opened its big mouth, biting and devouring it bit by bit.
his soul.
The young man opened his arms with an expression as relaxed as if he were embracing nature in his own back garden, but Yun Lingyuan knew that having his soul bitten and devoured would never be a good experience.
Sensing Yun Lingyuan's eyes, the young man turned around and smiled, with a happy face.
Yun Lingyuan could not guess what he was doing, but before she could figure out why the other party was doing this, the spherical purple soul flower seed ate up the boy's soul in front of her.
The flower seed became quiet after eating its soul, and the two small mung bean-like eyes on the ball slowly closed, looking like it was lazily yawning and then slowly falling asleep.
The fist-sized flower seeds slowly sank from mid-air. At this time, Yun Lingyuan had already heard the even breathing sound coming from the flower seeds, and the flower seeds sank to the ground.
From the moment the seeds came into contact with the soil, the sky and the earth changed. The sky was originally the afterglow of the setting sun, but now it is covered by clouds. The sky seems to have been brushed with ink one, two, three, four times, getting darker and darker...
On the ground, stars began to glow with purple light. At a speed visible to the naked eye, they expanded from point to surface, until the entire ground within sight was covered with dazzling purple light. It was wonderful and shocking.
The sight has turned into a huge purple soul flower field.
Leshan said: "Master, Purple Soul Flower is going to collect broken souls."
No matter who sees this scene, their hearts are filled with excitement. Leshan has been alive for a long time and has long heard about the legend of the Purple Soul Flower.
As soon as Leshan finished speaking, purple light was like a fuse. Every purple dot on the ground began to shoot out in all directions, turning into dense, swaying tentacles climbing in the air. They are extremely flexible. Once collected,
When the soul was broken, it immediately shrank back, and after a while, a faint illusory figure formed on the ground.
Although it was only a faint shadow like dust flickering in the sun, Yun Lingyuan was still so excited that her eyes burned and her nose felt sore.
Yun Lingyuan quickly took off the mop and flicked it. The mop turned into a green spirit and was held in her arms. She suddenly became a little at a loss. She just picked up the piano horizontally and sat down to play. Such an action.
, she should have been fluent already, but she even played the piano backwards.
"Mistress, it's the young master... That's the young master's spirit..."
Fufeng poked his head out from Yun Lingyuan's finger.
Leshan also said: "Master, that is His Highness the Spirit King...it is him..."
Everyone's voices were lowered, for fear of shaking away the dust-like broken souls. Their voices were trembling slightly. Yun Lingyuan could not say a word, as she felt as if her throat was blocked by a plug.
The clear and clear sound of the piano sounded, and the sound of the piano passed through the purple tentacles and reached the illusory soul shadow...
Restoring the soul is really a long process. Fufeng and Leshan tensed up every day to pay attention to the soul that was becoming clearer and clearer. Although it was so illusory that it seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind, it still stood there tenaciously.
Work hard to recover.
Yun Lingyuan played continuously for more than ten days. Even though she had transformed into a spiritualist, she still couldn't bear the non-stop playing for half a month. Her ten fingers were bloody, and the blood dripped into the strings, making a strange thump.
Every string of the piano was stained with blood. Although Fufeng and Leshan felt distressed, no one dared to persuade her to stop...
According to the slow repair speed of the soul, the Requiem will have to be played diligently for a month...
However, right now, the soul wrapped in countless purple lights suddenly condensed into a complete soul at an extremely fast speed. The speed of repair was questionable, at least it was not the function of Requiem...
Suddenly, he tore off the purple soul flower tentacles attached to him, jumped onto the roof, and walked towards Yun Lingyuan step by step...