God's Gift

"A Li..." Yu Youyou looked at the two people kneeling in front of her absentmindedly, subconsciously took a step back, and leaned into Lu Keming's arms, her eyes full of confusion.

Ali knelt in front of Minghua and did not move for a long time.

Ning Jin stepped forward and took away Minghua's soul. Ali remained silent and did not look up at her.

Under normal circumstances, wherever Ning Jin went, Ali would follow her eagerly.

How could he be like this, with his head lowered silently, as if there was no need to look at her anymore?

Ning Jin closed his eyes, grasped Minghua's soul, turned around and sent the soul into the Baixu Formation.

As soon as Minghua's soul entered the Baixu Formation, the five circular wheels of wood, fire, earth, metal and water around the center of the formation lit up in sequence according to the time. After the soul guarding the formation was completely lit, the five circular wheels began to rotate.

Taoist Qing Ling looked at the spinning wheel and shouted, "Oh no! The Hundred Ruins Formation is about to be reversed!"

Once the Baixu Formation is reversed, the barrier of the ghost realm will be completely broken, and hundreds of ghosts will come out in droves.

The ghosts that originally surrounded the Taoist priest seemed to have noticed that the ghost realm barrier was constantly collapsing, and they rushed towards the gaps.

Even though the Baixu Formation had not yet been completely defeated, a large number of ghosts had already taken advantage of this opportunity to escape from the ghost realm barrier.

"Understand, understand..." Qing Ling sat beside the Hundred Ruins Formation and continued to destroy the formation while instructing the other disciples:

"Recite the mantra to save hundreds of ghosts and bring them back to life!"

The other disciples reacted quickly, caught the ghost that tried to escape the barrier, and began to cast spells.

As several Taoist priests cast spells to destroy the formation, the Baixu Formation, which was constantly reversing, gradually stopped.

Ning Jin's eyes sank and she looked back at Fang Ling who was standing beside her, with no emotion in her eyes.

In less than a moment, the speed of the circular wheel of the Baixu Formation became slower and slower. Ning Jin clenched his hands and raised his hand to grab Fang Ling.

"Ajin..." Fang Ling seemed to know what she wanted to do. She stopped her movements before Ning Jin and said directly, "I like you."

Like a dying person, with his life hanging by a thread, he desperately tries to finish what he has not yet said.

"I have loved you since I threw flowers into your yard when I was a child."

Ning Jin paused, looked up at Fang Ling, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word.

Lu Keming glanced at Ning Jin who had stopped because of Fang Ling's words, then calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Youyou who had been in a trance for some reason in his arms, and asked:

"Yuyu, do you want to stop her from opening the magic circle?"

Youyou clearly knew what Ning Jin was planning, but she never tried to stop Ning Jin from beginning to end.

Lu Keming didn't know what Yu Youyou wanted to do.

Yu Youyou heard Lu Keming's clear voice, raised her eyes and looked at him, then she came back to her senses and slowly shook her head and said, "Ajin can't be resurrected."

Lu Keming frowned slightly, and just when he was about to ask Yu Youyou if he needed to stop Ning Jin, he saw her looking at Minghua who was kneeling in front of him, and heard her say:

"But Brother Minghua said that the Baixu Formation must be destroyed."

But destroying the formation is not easy.

"And Ning Yue wants to help Ajin realize his wish." Yu Youyou sighed and lay on Lu Keming's arm.

When Lu Keming heard Yu Youyou mention Ning Yue, his eyes paused slightly. He raised his hand and stroked her hair as if nothing had happened. Looking at Yu Youyou's worried look, he comforted her:

"Youyou doesn't have to care about what others think."

Yu Youyou shook her head, looked fixedly at Fang Ling in front of her, and sighed.

"Wait for Fang Ling to make a choice."

Lu Keming had not thought that this matter was related to Fang Ling. He was a little puzzled. He looked up at Fang Ling and frowned and asked, "What choice?"

Yu Youyou did not answer Lu Keming immediately, but looked at Fang Ling seriously.

Fang Ling has lost a lot of weight in recent days. His cheeks, which were originally soft, have become a little sunken, and there are some dark circles under his eyes. He looked at Ning Jin, who remained silent, and forced a smile.

"Ajin, you must feel guilty."

Ning Jin looked at Fang Ling steadily, clenched his knuckles, raised his hand to touch Fang Ling, but Fang Ling dodged him.

Fang Ling took a step back, smiling slightly, and repeated as he stepped back, "You must feel guilty..."

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and walked straight towards the Baixu Formation.

The howling cold wind blew up the hem of his bright red wedding gown. Amid the flying sand and rocks, every step he took was extremely difficult. The minions of the evil spirit tore his wedding gown, leaving bloody wounds.

Fang Ling covered his bleeding wound and looked at the ferocious evil spirits flying past him. The man who was so decisive in front of Ning Jin just now now had weak legs and trembling lips as he muttered:

"This is too scary. How can they all look so scary..."

He slapped himself and kept cursing, "I told you to show off, I told you to show off... If I had known that the wind was so strong here, I should have let them throw me in directly..."

"Anyway, they are all so powerful, and they all know magic..."

Fang Ling walked to the Baixu Formation while complaining and crying. The strong wind gradually died down, and the Baixu Formation gently took him in. There was silence inside the formation.

The Taoist priest guarding outside the formation saw Fang Ling stepping into the Baixu Formation and immediately stopped him, saying, "Master Fang, no!"

They wanted to stop Fang Ling from entering the formation, but ordinary people could not enter it, and everyone was isolated outside by the Baixu Formation.

Qing Ling, who was sitting outside the Baixu Formation, looked up at Fang Ling, but he was not as panicked as the other disciples. He exchanged a glance with Fang Ling and calmly looked away.

Ning Jin looked at Fang Ling, who was standing in the center of the formation like a sacrifice. He clenched his fingers a little, closed his eyes, and then returned to his indifferent look and urged the formation to open again.

The five circular wheels began to rotate again, but this time the center of the formation also rotated. Fang Ling, who was standing in the center of the formation, felt that his body was about to be torn apart by the rotating formation before he could recover.

Ning Jin stared at Fang Ling in the formation with his dark eyes. When he saw him kneeling down in pain, he quickly turned around and retracted his gaze.

When she turned around, her eyes met Yu Youyou and Lu Keming who had been standing silently beside her.

Ning Jin looked at Lu Keming's intimacy with Youyou, and his chaotic consciousness became clearer. He looked around and asked:

"Youyou, where is my brother? Why didn't he come?"

Yu Youyou said to Ning Jin without hesitation: "Ning Yue is dead."

Ning Jin's eyes were somewhat confused, as if he didn't understand what Yu Youyou said, and he repeated: "Dead...?"

After a long while, Ning Jin finally seemed to react, but he looked calm and composed, as if he didn't care, and said:

"If he's dead... then he's dead."