chills

"The souls of those teenagers are contained in this bottle," a gust of wind blew and messed up Xue Moci's hair, "I'm sorry for them."

Xue Moci raised her hand, and the small porcelain bottle miraculously floated above her hand, emitting a faint light, which was particularly conspicuous in the mist.Shen Huaiyu couldn't help being a little surprised - this kind of sight is not so common, the last thing he saw that could float like this was the "inheritance" of Qing Yunzong.

The small bottle was floating in Xue Moci's hand, shaking slightly, as if it was alive. "Don't be too surprised," Xue Moci said in a low voice, "This is a special container that can hold these souls temporarily. It is actually made of jade. Staying here is much more comfortable than going to the underworld."

It turned out that it was not made of porcelain, but of jade.Shen Huaiyu took another look at the vial in Xue Moci's hand - the souls of those dead teenagers were in it, so it probably wouldn't be so lonely.He suddenly came up with an idea, wanted to rush up and snatch the little jade bottle from Xue Moci's hand, and take those teenagers back to their home one by one, so that they could meet their family members one last time, and forget about reincarnation.

Xue Moci probably saw the rebellious look in his eyes, and said lightly: "If you don't let me fulfill my last wish, I won't obey obediently. What's more, even if you take them out of the jade bottle If they are released from the midst, their relatives will not be able to see them. It is better to let him pass the past, why bother to expose the scars of others again."

Shen Huaiyu withdrew his gaze and made a gesture of invitation: "You continue."

What Xue Moci said was the truth. God knows how much he wanted to avenge those dead teenagers. There were so many teenagers who died while he was watching, not to mention that one of them was his friend.

Xue Moci closed her eyes, black mist rose around her body, especially glaring in the white mist of Grandma Dongzhu, this black mist came from the power of Jiao Jiao.Xue Moci learned from a senior who was not well received by the righteous way, and was good at the use of various guns and hidden weapons. This mysterious and mysterious black mist obviously did not come from her.

She can still use the power she exchanged with the trade and Jiao Jiao.

Xue Moci slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the black mist around him, and said, "It's not enough."

This level is not enough to get back the soul she wants.

Xue Moci closed her eyes tightly, beads of sweat oozed from her beautiful face, and wet her forehead hair.The momentum around her increased sharply, and even Granny Dongzhu's mist was dispersed by her. Shen Huaiyu looked at her through the black mist, and her figure was distorted by the rising black mist around her.

Xue Moci opened her eyes again, her pupils turned blood red, and black marks crawled from her neck on her originally fair face.These hideous traces appeared very harmonious on her face. Xue Moci looked a little uncomfortable. This was the backlash from using the power of the Fallen God. Even so, she was still holding herself up firmly.

She held the vial up to her chest, tightly clenched it with five fingers, and the vial shattered with a crisp sound.Wisps of white leaked out from between her fingers, and rose into the air with a sound that seemed to be screaming or crying.The sky suddenly darkened a lot, and the wind picked up again, as if a heavy rain was approaching.Xue Moci's hand was punctured by a piece of porcelain, and the blood dripped from her hand onto the boat, and melted in the water, exuding a faint smell of blood.

Shen Huaiyu's temples were throbbing, and he frowned.

Xue Moci's intention to seek death was too obvious. She completely ignored her own comfort and forcibly aroused the strength that Jiao Jiao had left for her before.No matter what, Jiao Jiao is a Fallen Angel, and Xue Moci is just a mortal, so she cannot sustain such strength.

In other words, this time she has completely abandoned herself, and even if she burns out her life, she still has to fulfill her long-cherished wish.

Shen Huaiyu recalled how cautious he was when he first saw Xue Moci using the power of Jiaojiao. At that time, she knew that this power was dangerous, but she still accepted it and used it cautiously, because her plan was very long , she can't fall halfway.But now, she has completely lost this worry, as if she lived one more day because she was at a loss, and she was almost thinking about it.

This appearance really made Shen Huaiyu very uncomfortable.

Xue Moci grinned with a weak and silent smile, and she muttered: "Use the blood as a guide, and use the soul as a bond... All ghosts obey orders and look for my old friend."

Those souls exuding a faint white light rushed into the sky, flew around, and tore a hole in the air, connecting Yin and Yang, and there was a thin blood-red silk thread on those souls, implicating Xue Moci.

Shen Huaiyu's hand holding the sword trembled, he didn't know whether he should make a move at this time, he had never seen such a scene before.

In the cabin behind him, the old man sobbed softly.

A little further away, even Lu Huaiyuan sensed that terrifying power.

The swimming fish in Taihu Lake are the most sensitive, and they keep fleeing from the direction where the pressure is the strongest.Lu Huaiyuan squinted his eyes, watching the sudden change of the situation in the distance, he knew it clearly.

Granny Dongzhu's mist has completely lost its original meaning. In the face of absolute power, these are nothing.It's hard to imagine that one person's power can cause such a wave. This is probably the power of the so-called gods.

Worthy of being a god, he was so down and so powerful.

Lu Huaiyuan watched the sudden change of the situation, and rowed towards the center of the chaos against the direction of the water waves and the fishes fleeing.He didn't know what Shen Huaiyu had done, but he had clearly achieved their goal - these terrifying auras could not have been created by Granny Dongzhu, and the familiar traces of black mist were obviously Xue Moci's The power borrowed from Jiao Jiao.

He trusted Shen Huaiyu's ability to protect himself, but he was also worried about him.After all, he, Lu Huaiyuan, was the one who stayed in Jiao Jiao's "cocoon", and only he knew the pain in it.

That kind of black mist could not be cut off, but it infiltrated into the body unknowingly, which conflicted with the Qingyun technique he had practiced for many years. Besides, it also reminded people of many bad memories.

When Lu Huaiyuan was wrapped in a cocoon, he had a long nightmare. He dreamed that when he rushed to Heshuo, only the cold body of Shen Huaiyu greeted him.

Lu Huaiyuan took a breath, tapped the water surface with his saber, and drove the boat forward faster.

He counted carefully, and felt that he had already experienced enough similar illusions, true and false, he thought he had figured it out clearly enough, but he still got confused once or twice.

Some things can't be taken away by saying "this is fake". Before he knew it, his love for Shen Huaiyu had changed from the beginning to the present, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Lu Huaiyuan sighed, with a dignified expression, and hurried towards Shen Huaiyu and the others.