Sha Qianchen saw Beiming Yexuan staring blankly at the jade box, and then interrupted Beiming Yexuan's scruples.

As long as he doesn't die, his soul is his.

Beiming Yexuan gritted his teeth and his hands trembled more and more.

Sha Qianchen's green eyes turned leisurely to Beiming Yexuan's hand. Seeing his hand trembling slightly, he raised his hand and held Beiming Yexuan's arm. He exerted a slight force on his palm before he fixed Beiming Yexuan's hand.

Shaking hands.

There was no indifference or scolding just now. She said softly: "I'm fine, I'm just very disappointed in you."

He let go of Beiming Yexuan's arm, and then turned around.

His back was rather sad, and the strands of silver threads were a little messy due to the fierce battle just now, but they made him even more charming.

Sha Qianchen looks very much like their mother, no matter in personality, appearance, figure...

Beiming Yexuan has not opened the jade box for a long time. It is the fate of Sha Qianchen. Who can guarantee what will happen to Sha Qianchen in the future? If he dies, his soul will be taken away by the Dark Medicine Saint, and he will never be reincarnated forever.

His soul will also become the fertilizer for the Dark Medicine Saint's refining.

Thinking of this, Beiming Yexuan tightened his grip on the jade stone.

"sorry."

"I don't want your apology." Sha Qianchen suddenly turned around. His beautiful face had the same smile that always hung on the corner of his mouth. The smile suddenly turned evil: "I want those jars of wine in your backyard."

The corners of Beiming Yexuan's mouth suddenly froze, and then a slightly bitter smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly and said "hmm".

Then he opened the jade box. There were two pills in the box, one red and one green.

Under the light of the jade box itself, the aura of the two elixirs lingered.

He raised his head sharply and asked, "Why are there two?"

Sha Qianchen raised his hand, his fingertips gently slid through his hair, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was a little proud: "My soul is so beautiful, there are more than just two?"

"What do you mean?" Beiming Yexuan asked puzzledly.

"The old witch also granted me a wish."

"What wish?"

"Secret." Sha Qianchen turned around and looked at the swaying woods and replied.

"The red is yours and the green is hers. You can only take it after the demon spirit bead is completely integrated with your body. Your lost profound energy will be restored quickly. Your life and everything about you does not belong to Feng Yunmo alone.

People." Sha Qianchen walked towards the path, covering his injured shoulder with one hand.

Xin Chang's figure was imprinted on the ground, dragging a long shadow out. The shadow was dangling on the ground, making him even more embarrassed at the moment.

Seeing this, Beiming Yexuan frowned slightly and asked softly: "Aren't you going back with me?"

"Not going back." His figure has been printed by the moonlight into a shadow. He can't see anyone else, but there is still a dangling shadow.

At this moment, the little white tiger suddenly ran out of Feng Yunmo's little bag.

He ran towards the direction of Sha Qianchen.

"Wangwangwang..."

"Wangwangwang..."

The cry of the little white tiger is getting farther and farther.

After looking at the direction where Sha Qianchen left for a long time, Beiming Yexuan slowly lowered his head and looked at Feng Yunmo lying on the lawn.

He knelt down and picked up Feng Yunmo.

She took out the green elixir, but hesitated for a moment. The elixir from the Dark Medicine Saint was highly toxic, could her body bear it?

Having come to this point, does he still have a way out?
Chapter completed!