After receiving the invitation from the outside world, he ran out, and then lightly touched Wen Zhijun's soul.

The two parties had finished attracting souls, so Meng Xian put down his brush and walked over to Sang Qiqi, preparing to let Sang Qiqi's soul offset Wen Zhijun's soul, so he gently twitched Yingzhao's feathers.

Letting go of a soul and floating away is probably because Lu Wu's blood on Wen Zhijun's soul attracted Sang Qiqi's soul, so it floated over without any guidance.

Just when Sang Qiqi's soul and Wen Zhijun's soul were entangled again, and when they were about to cancel each other out, Lan Yushan shouted: "Wow, this light is so beautiful, who is Wen Zhijun?" Wen Zhijun's soul suddenly appeared.

The light surged and immediately shattered Sang Qiqi's soul.

Meng Xian, Ye Jiangxue and Ling Ziliang opened their eyes wide, watching Sang Qiqi's soul dissipate between heaven and earth. Ye Jiangxue looked at Lan Yushan with anger, if it weren't for the fact that he was still protecting Sang Qiqi.

Her soul will definitely come up and kill her with a sword.

Meng Xian quietly went up and knocked Lan Yushan unconscious with a knife hand, then rushed over and said to Ye Jiangxue: "Hurry, we can only use one more, let go quickly, before he has exhausted all his spiritual energy, let go.

"

Ye Jiangxue shook her head and said, "No, you can't do this. What will Sang Qiqi do if you do this?"

Meng Xian said: "Do you still want to save Yan Junqing? You must know that if this fails, it is difficult to predict whether Yan Junqing will live or die."

Ye Jiangxue frowned. She really didn't know what to do. She couldn't do this, but she couldn't lose Yan Junqing. When she thought of Yan Junqing's gentle smile, she gritted her teeth and said silently in her heart: "Sang Qiqi, I'm sorry for you.

sorry."

So he let go, and then let go of one of Sang Qiqi's souls, watching her soul fly over and collide with Wen Zhijun's soul. After a burst of blue light, both souls disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the breeze slowly blew by, and then a human figure suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. Meng Xian stared at the person for a while and said, "Wen Zhijun?"

The man seemed to have heard it, so he looked at Meng Xian and smiled lightly and said, "Young Master, do you know me? I have a favor to ask of you. Does Young Master know Princess Linglong, Xuanyuan Jing?"

Meng Xian nodded, holding the brush tightly in his hand, Wen Zhijun continued to smile slightly and said: "Please help me give her a message, sir. Even if we are separated from each other in this life, I hope we can grow old together in the next life."

I don't know why the corners of Ye Jiangxue's eyes became moist when she heard this. A man who loves someone so much will never forget the one he loves most in his life, even if he forgets everyone else.

Wen Zhijun looked at his slowly dissipating figure and saluted Meng Xian: "I'm sorry to bother you, young master." Then he was slowly blown away by the wind, so he turned to look at the sunshine and said with a smile: "Love each other but not love each other, God.

Spring for whom."

At this time, Princess Linglong, who was sitting by the window and drinking tea, felt a sharp pain in her heart for some reason. Then she looked at the sun and tears suddenly fell like rain.

"Oh~ it's finally over." Ling Ziliang sighed and said. Ye Jiangxue looked blankly at the place where Wen Zhijun disappeared just now, and suddenly felt afraid. If she didn't make some efforts today, then she would disappear.
Chapter completed!