Mr. Minggan

Taiyin said to Zhiming: "Follow me."

He led Zhiming into Tiandou Palace, and then led him to his bedroom, he pinched his sleeves and raised his sleeves, layers of gossip patterns were spun across the cool tulle.

An Shuijian slowly appeared in the pool, and then a frame appeared.

"It should be sensed in another section of that broken sword." Taiyin explained.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a violent howl.

"Go away, don't pickle him!"

As soon as Zhi Ming heard this voice, he knew who it was.

He first clearly saw this pale and gray familiar face.

This is, when I was exhausted in all worlds...

Zhi Ming raised his head to probe again, and saw Yun Yangling sitting sideways on the bed in the desolate room, holding himself in his arms, not letting his subordinates approach.

"This is what Shishu asked me to hand over to you." Shen Zhangli had no choice but to take out a plump and bright red fruit, and hand in Xie Shishu's last words. "It is rumored that Jiaguo can 'eat without labor', which can just relieve Xinfang's poison..."

Yun Yangling interrupted him: "So it's because he went to Buzhou Mountain that... he wanted to save Xinfang with this broken fruit?"

"No, Shishu has had tuberculosis for a long time, don't think too much about it."

Yun Yangling smiled wryly, "In that case..."

He snatched Jia Guo and quickly took a bite, chewed the pulp in his mouth to ensure that the juice and essence were all there, rolled it in his tongue, bent down and fed it to Xie Shishu in his arms.

Zhi Ming was stunned, he quickly retracted his eyes, still flickering a little, twisting the tassels on his sleeves.

"Yang Ling, why bother? He can't be saved." Shen Zhangli persuaded earnestly.

Jingshu wiped away her tears with a brocade handkerchief, "Yangling, Xinfang is alive and well, there is still hope, but Shishu has no soul at all. Listen to your sister and take Jiaguo to rescue Xinfang."

There are endless papers in the underworld, and Yun Yangling's eyes are full of desolation.

"You have resigned, and the friendship between you and me will never change."

Yun Yangling covered the coffin with his own hands, and the sound of closing the coffin called back the God of Wisdom.

A faint echo came from behind, "I will definitely avenge Xinfang and you."

"Shenjun." Taiyin signaled Zhiming to investigate again.