A large amount of blood poured out of Xiang Zhu's chest.
Lin Xiaofeng's eyes were full of tears, and he hugged Xiang Zhu: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have proposed to you, and I shouldn't have rescued you from the dark abyss. Otherwise, I wouldn't have encountered such a thing."
Xiang Zhu looked at Lin Xiaofeng with a pale face at this time: "Fool, how can I blame you for this?"
Xiang Zhu glanced at the wound on his chest and saw that the blood had no intention of stopping: "Maybe I will really die here today."
"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head vigorously: "How is it possible? How could you die at our wedding."
"Xiaofeng, you can give me such a wedding. In fact, I am very satisfied." Xiang Zhu said tiredly: "It's just that I really want to sleep now."
"Don't sleep, you can't sleep." Lin Xiaofeng shouted.
Xiang Zhu's hands were also stained with blood. She gently touched Lin Xiaofeng's cheek: "It's just that I really want to be by your side."
"It must be possible, it must be..."
Lin Xiaofeng hasn't finished speaking yet.
Xiang Zhu said: "I will sleep for a while, just sleep for a while, wake me up later."
After saying that, he leaned into Lin Xiaofeng's arms and closed his eyes.
Not long after Xiang Zhu closed his eyes, two doctors finally arrived.
They walked up, but Lin Xiaofeng did not let go of Xiang Zhu, and just hugged her tightly.
The two doctors could only feel Xiang Zhu's pulse. Xiang Zhu had no heartbeat and was already dead.
"Bai Wuchang."
Wu Jiu looked over and said, "Hurry up and have someone bring Xiang Zhu's three souls and seven souls back."
"You bunch of soul-obsessed ghosts are all here, hurry up..."
Bai Wuchang's face showed a look of helplessness: "Director Wu, didn't you notice that Xiang Zhu was not dead just now, but his soul was gone?"
"What." Wu Jiu's expression became even more grim.
With a cold face, Lu Yuanqing pulled out the First Demonic Sword, slowly walked onto the high platform, and handed the First Demonic Sword to Lin Xiaofeng's side: "Junior brother, one life is worth one life, my sword killed Xiang Zhu,
You killed me."
Lin Xiaofeng had no intention of talking to Lu Yuanqing.
He lowered his head and said, "It's okay. Xiao Zhu just fell asleep. She just took a nap."
"Ah." Lin Xiaofeng roared loudly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
He wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
It is said that when a person is sad to a certain point, he cannot cry anymore.
Because all the tears entered this person's heart.
Lin Xiaofeng's heart must be in pain at this time.
Lin Xiaofeng tightly covered the position of his heart: "My heart feels so uncomfortable, Second Senior Brother, my heart hurts so much."
At this time, Jing Shui slowly walked out of the darkness. She did not feel the slightest joy because of Xiang Zhu's death.
On the contrary, she felt sad and sad along with Lin Xiaofeng.
"Everyone, please go back first. Don't stay here." Ling Xiao frowned and said loudly, "When you should go back and rest, rest."
When these people saw this, they all dispersed.
Qu Qiuxiang sat next to Wu Jiu and whispered, "Did he do it?"
"Before the accident, that guy appeared nearby. Who else would be so boring except him?" Wu Jiu's eyes showed hatred: "It seems that the guy still hasn't given up."
One night, Lin Xiaofeng held Xiang Zhu tightly like this.
No matter who came to talk to him, he would not answer a word.
He remained silent like this, refusing to say a word.
Seven days and seven nights.
Lin Xiaofeng remained like this, motionless.
Fortunately, in the monster hunting bureau, there are many things to keep the corpse from decaying.
Used on Xiang Zhu.
Every day, Wu Jiu, Ling Xiao, Zhui Feng, Wang Cai, Michael, Lu Yuanqing, and even Huang Qianyi, Jingshui.
They all came here one after another to talk to Lin Xiaofeng.
But Lin Xiaofeng didn't say a word.
No one could persuade him to move.
Later, Michael, Lu Yuanqing, and Huang Qianyi also came to say goodbye to Lin Xiaofeng and leave.
Michael also has a lot of things to do in Europe, and he has been in China for a long time this time.
Needless to say, Lu Yuanqing and Huang Qianyi were both members of the demonic world. They had been in the Demon Catching Bureau for so long, so it was almost enough.
The morning of the eighth day.
Wu Jiu slowly came to the high platform and sat next to Lin Xiaofeng: "Xiaofeng, this is already the eighth day, and you are still like this. You don't say a word, you don't eat a mouthful of food, you don't drink a mouthful of water, and your body is made of iron.
I can’t bear to be wasted like this.”
Lin Xiaofeng, as before, had no intention of talking to him.
Wu Jiu breathed out and said: "You kid, aren't you just in a state of disarray? Even if you are in disarray, there is a way to recover."
Lin Xiaofeng's whole body trembled slightly, and he turned to look at Wu Jiu: "What did you say?"
Wu Jiu said: "There is a way to resurrect even if your soul is gone. Have you forgotten?"
Lin Xiaofeng pondered for a moment: "Among the ghost arts, there is indeed the forbidden technique of returning Yang, but it has no effect on people who are in disarray."
Wu Jiu said: "Have you ever heard of the five books "Mountain", "Medicine", "Divination", "Xiang" and "Mate"?
"These five books, together with the four evil scriptures, became the Four Classics and Five Books in ancient times." Wu Jiu said: "By gathering these five books, we can save the souls of people who are in despair."
Lin Xiaofeng looked at Wu Jiu and asked, "Do you know the whereabouts of these five books?"
Wu Jiu shook his head: "These five books used to be with Zhang Lingfeng, but after Zhang Lingfeng's death, they disappeared."
Wu Jiu said: "However, this is not the only way to resurrect a person who has lost his soul. In the past few days, I have been checking the records in our demon hunting bureau every day. In ancient Egypt, there was a god named Anubis. You
Ever heard of it?"
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head slightly.
Wu Jiu said: "To put it simply, Anubis plays the role of the God of Death in the ancient Egyptian mythology system, and is the guide and guardian of the undead."
"According to the records in the files of our Demon Catching Bureau, Anubis has a palace in ancient Egypt called the Palace of the Dead. As long as you find this Palace of the Dead, you can resurrect the souls of those who have lost their souls."
Wu Jiu said: "Of course, this is just something recorded in the files of our Demon Catching Bureau. I can't be sure whether it is accurate or not."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he clenched his fists immediately: "Let's go to Egypt!"
After saying that, Lin Xiaofeng gently put Xiang Zhu's body down.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "I will just have someone take care of Xiang Zhu's body."
Lin Xiaofeng suddenly looked at Wu Jiu: "By the way, do you know who killed Xiao Zhu?"
Wu Jiu was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it the number one demon sword?"
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "It is impossible for my second senior brother to take action against Xiaozhu. The first magic sword at that time was also out of control!"