Chapter 167 Resurrection

With the essence of the prince Lianxi to condense the soul of Lingyue, even the reincarnation of the first magician of the Muyue Kingdom will feel powerless and change his fate against the sky. The sky is angry and snow falls. The cold air in the ice and embarrassstric room overflows like floating ghosts. Wolong lives in the dense smoke and floats out, which is not as if it is not Real painting.

"Brother Cheer, someone is destroying, and I can't concentrate on summoning the soul..."

The reincarnation knot handprint, and the glowing essence could never enter Lingyue's body, and the wind swept the roof, bringing a strange force against the boundary he set. He couldn't concentrate. After trying again, he still couldn't concentrate. The reincarnation was also devoured by magic and spit out a mouthful of blood. Hua Che saw this , even more fearful and uneasiness, "Who is here to destroy? Who? Come out--" He roared at the void, but no one responded to him, so he looked at the reincarnation and said almost in a pleading tone, "Tell me where the danger is? When I go to deal with that person, you must bring Yueer's soul back and bring her back to life. Do you hear it--"

"Brother Cheer, I understand..." Reincarnation frowned tiredly, seemed to be a little exhausted, and there was some despair, "I will do my best to save her wake up, but please help me close all the doors and windows, and don't let the wind blow in again. I will block my five essences and six knowledges from being affected by the outside world. ... Be sure not to let the wind blow in, otherwise even if the soul is recalled, it will be blown away by the wind..."

"Okay, you must be fully sure. You can't fail, you can't fail..." Hua Che's eyes were gradually covered with a layer of water mist oozing out of worry and fear. After carefully, he personally closed the surrounding doors and windows. When the wind came in, he also used magic to resist, and the wind was murderous. It's a normal wind. It seems that Wolong is also having a duel at this moment, but he is also in charge of it.

After Lingyun and Xueyan made a few moves, they suddenly withdrew their hands, hung in mid-air, retreated a few feet, and laughed in a low voice, "Yan'er, after all, I'm your aunt. If I want to kill you, I really can't do anything..."

"Hypocrisy, false benevolence and false righteousness, when did you seal my mother and kill my sister Lingyue? I really don't understand why you are so cruel. You plan to kill your closest people one after another. You don't even have any regret or conscience..."

Xue Yan scolded, shouted and waved her snow sleeves. Countless silk flew out of her sleeves with snowflakes, like thousands of light flying, covering Lingyun. Lingyun smiled, still with her usual compassion and compassion. She retreated straight back, and Xue Yan accelerated her speed and caught up with her, but suddenly, Lingyun was She disappeared in an instant and was replaced by a sword. At first, it was a sporadic sword light, which became bigger and bigger in her eyes. The wind roared, fierce and cold. Xue Yan sighed and quickly fell from mid-air and dodged the sword light.

The sword spirit bloomed like fireworks. Xue Yan turned over several times before she barely stood down and stared at the person who came out of the sword. His handsome face and knife-like facial features were like a sword, and his whole body was like a sword out of the sheath, which was powerful.

"Swordsman Ling Yue--" Xue Yan clenched her teeth, slowly stood up and stared at the man who had lost her soul. If it hadn't been for her posing as Lingyue and plotted him and asked her aunt to give him the poison of 'locking the soul', this man would have used her own life. Believe to protect her sister Lingyue! He is not a ruthless person, but because of her, because she changed him and harmed him. Now, does he have to bear the consequences?

A soulless person is just my aunt's puppet killer. It seems that my aunt has also made up her mind to kill her.

Oh, pretending to be so kind, but the heart is more poisonous than the snake and scorpion. Are you really going to kill all three of them?

Feicheng turned his back to Xueyan and heard the sound of sword gas and Xue Yan's angry shouting. He shouted Xueyan's name. Zhenqi rushed in his body, but he still couldn't flush the acupuncture point. He was gradually afraid, as if something ominous was going to happen. He kept shouting again and again: "Xue Yan, untie the acupuncture point quickly--"

Xue Yan didn't have time to respond to him at all, but she occasionally fell from mid-air and rolled in front of him, and Ling Yue's sword spirit followed up. Feicheng had never seen such swordsmanship. A sword crossed the sky, and even ten miles in a circle of lightning flashed a bunch of sword flowers, and the murderous spirit spread like thousands of arrows. He saw Xue Yanjie Bai Ruyu's legs were condensed with blood. She couldn't help but be frightened and urged her anxiously: "Xueyan, untie the acupuncture point quickly. I'll help you. Come on--"

Xue Yan was forced to fall to the ground again by Ling Yue's sword spirit, and her elbows seemed to be numb and injured. She lay on the ground, looked at the anxiety on Feicheng's face, and suddenly smiled happily: "Brother Feicheng, you still care about me, don't you? You should also have Xue Yan in your heart..."

"Dodge--" In the afterglow of Feicheng, she caught a glimpse of another sword light falling, and shouted anxiously. Xueyan quickly rolled over and barely dodged the sword light. She got up and staggered towards Feicheng. A faint bright red condensed on her snow-white delicateness, which was a glowing smile. "Brother Feicheng-- She lowered her shyly, but saw the pupil of Feicheng suddenly open. "Don't--don't come over--" Because when she saw Ling Yue's sword stabbing Xue Yan's back heart, a painful struggle appeared in Feicheng's eyes and rushed through the acupuncture point. He hugged Xue Yan and picked up the sword with his bare hands, but he didn't expect that Ling Yue's sword was fast. To an incredible extent, he overestimated himself. Even if he abolished one hand, he could not catch the sword. There was a hot pain in his hand, but he could no longer feel the pain. He heard Xue Yan's muffled hum in his ear. He knew that everything was late and everything was late...

"Xueyan, Xueyan..." He comforted himself and muttered like a dream, "It's okay, it's okay... Oh, I must be having a nightmare again, it must be..."

There was another long sharp pain in his hand, but Ling Yue's sword was quickly pulled out of Xue Yan's body. The sword light covered with blood and flashed a shocking light. Feicheng's heart also hurt violently. His arms sank, and the person in his arms stopped weakly. He also knelt on the ground and hugged the girl covered with blood. My heart is heavy and blocked, and I want to cry without tears.

"Brother Feicheng, although Xue Yan can't accompany you all your life, she is very happy. Brother Feicheng must have loved Xue Yan, right? Finally, I am no longer Lingyue's stand-in, finally not..."

Do you know? Since the day you and your sister Lingyue first date, Xueyan has been silently following you. Therefore, Xueyan sees everything between you and her sister, remembers it in her heart, and even imagines that the person who has experienced all this with you is me, that is, how good it is, Ling Xueyan... So, between us There will be no deception. Unfortunately, Xueyan doesn't have such a good life and can be spoiled and loved like her sister Lingyue. Although she is dead, Xueyan really envies her and envies her so much..."

"Don't say any more, don't say any more, Xue Yan... I can't let you go, and I can't lose you anymore..."

He can't lose it anymore. He can't bear it anymore. Holding Xue Yan's body, he blocked her back and desperately injected the truth into her body, but the blood was still soaked in his hands. Why did God give him such a punishment when he gave him hope, blaming him for his insatiable greed? He obviously had Xueyan and should have lived a happy life with her in the cottage. He could have got all this, but he had to ask for a truth. In the final analysis, Lingyue was killed by him, and Xueyan was also killed by him. Why was he so ominous that he exhausted his love, but killed her? The person you love...

"I know that Brother Feicheng doesn't like killing and doesn't like girls' hands stained with blood. Xue Yan also hated these very much. It's really annoying. When she was a child, Xue Yan was very lonely and played with some rabbits, kittens and puppies, but her aunt asked Xue Yan to kill them, just like killing her closest person. ... She taught me that the best way to protect myself is to kill others, even if it was my closest person. She asked me to kill my sister Lingyue, but I couldn't do it. We are twin sisters. Even when she was in danger, I could feel it... When my sister died, I was also very heartbroken. On the day she died, I cried. All day, it's really sad, I... Although I'm jealous that she hates her, I also love her... I love her very much... I also know that Brother Feicheng will be very sad if he knows that she is dead... So, so..."

"Xue Yan...Xue Yan..."

When the girl's slender and delicate hand slipped from his arm, his heart also fell, and the expression on his face was stiff to death. He was like a lost child, holding and begging the person in his arms, hoping that she could wake up silently tears, roared sadly, straight into the sky, and the sky fell again. Snow.

At this moment, reincarnation finally completed the skill of summoning souls. The girl sleeping on the lotus platform also seemed to hear a sad roar and slowly opened her eyes. Hua Che held her soft hands, and there was a surprise and clear smile in her wet eyes, but she was purely happy for her resurrection. Ah, in front of her, he no longer needs to show the majesty of a king to make her respect him and fear him. He also hopes that she can forget each other's identity and treat him like an ordinary man. She can scold him, beat him, or naively act coquettishly in his arms, as long as he is no longer regarded as a master... ...

"Yeer, do you remember me? Do you remember..." He asked uneasily over and over again in his heart, and said it faintly, but he was so low that he almost lost his voice.

Lingyue ignored him and slowly sat up and looked around the surrounding environment. Her eyes seemed to be unable to see the existence of people. Her eyes swept over him, swept through the reincarnation, and looked far away from the icy outside, just like a newborn baby looking at her unknown world. She was very confused and ignorant!

She wanted to come down from Lianhua**. Hua Che was used to protecting her and grasp her hand, but she only looked at him lightly, broke away from his hand, and continued to walk out of the ice embarrassment.

Hua Che looked at her doubtfully and thought of the words of Mr. Lian Xi: Even if you save her, she is no longer the former Lingyue. This sentence kept echoing in his mind. He suddenly felt extremely afraid. Is it really no longer the former Lingyue?

"Teacher, what happened during my sleep?"

Just as his heart was ashes, Lingyue's sudden question almost made him cry. He rushed over, shook her hand, wanted to confirm something, and asked softly, "What did you just call me?"

"Master--" Lingyue said calmly, "Oh, Yueer remembered that you don't like me to call you a teacher, so I'd better call you emperor!"

"No, don't call me emperor. I still like to hear you call me a teacher."

Hua Che said nervously, Lingyue still only smiled indifferently, and even a pair of pure eyes seemed to have precipitated everything, becoming extremely cold and indifferent. She didn't say more, but walked out of Wolongju and walked out of Bingce Mansion. When she walked to the gate of Bingce Mansion, she saw Feicheng holding a dead girl. Seeing that the girl looked exactly like her, she was not surprised at all, but slowly walked to Feicheng. Squatted down and gently stroked Xue Yan's cheek. From moth eyebrows to lips, she had been quietly stroking, and her eyes were calm and stagnant, but she unconsciously shed tears.