His metaphor can be said to be evasive. Tian Xueqing was full of anger and did not really understand the meaning of Ji Yunhuang's words. He replied without thinking: "Of course I won't forgive me! If I were Yin Yu, if I was truly reborn, I would be far away from him, and I would have no intersection in my life!"

Ji Yunhuang: “…”

After Tian Xueqing finished speaking, she looked up accidentally and found that Ji Yunhuang's face was wrong.                                                    

Ji Yunhuang suddenly woke up, looked at her black and white eyes, and didn't know what it felt in her heart. She shook her head slightly: "It's okay, maybe she used too much force in the fight just now..."

Tian Xueqing finally felt relieved and looked at Yin Yu on the ground: "Is she dead?"

Ji Yunhuang let out a light "um". Seeing that Tian Xueqing was still staring at Yin Yu's corpse in a daze, he frowned slightly, and his fingers bounced, and a ball of fire flew towards Yin Yu's corpse, and it started to burn with a bang.

The fire was burning, and the silver feathers in the fire were peaceful, as if they were sleeping soundly.

But Tian Xueqing knew that this charming face, but in fact, innocent snake fairy, had already died with scars, and had completely died both in body and mind.

The silver feathers and silver-white clothes danced in the fire, like a butterfly, dancing in the fire.

A blood-red soul slowly rose from Silver Feather's corpse.

Resentful spirit.

A resentful spirit with strong resentment.

It is a soul that cannot be defeated and can only be broken.

Ji Yunhuang's hands were bent without moving.

Tian Xueqing closed her eyes and muttered something. She raised a hand slightly, and a faint white light appeared on her tender and white fingertips, illuminating the crimson-red spirit.

The moment it was shrouded in white light, the crimson resentful spirit struggled and howled. Then, it suddenly stopped struggling and looked at the gentle white light around it in confusion.

Covered by white light, the expected pain did not come, but instead felt endless sleepiness and peace. The color on its body began to become lighter and lighter.

Ji Yunhuang glanced at Tian Xueqing, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She can actually purify her soul?

Tian Xueqing's forehead was slightly sweaty and her eyebrows were slightly frowning.

She can't hold on anymore.

Seeing this, Ji Yunhuang bounced her fingertips and a ball of golden light enveloped the sky and snow.

Tian Xueqing's eyebrows softened little by little. The resentful spirit under the white light gradually became shallower and faded, and finally became a pure white soul.

Tian Xueqing made a light move in his hand, and the pure white soul flew towards this side hesitantly and landed in Tian Xueqing's palm. A slightly innocent voice sounded: "Thank you..." After a pause, it added: "I'm sorry..."

She once wanted to kill Tian Xueqing, but she didn't expect Tian Xueqing to repay her kindness and save her.

Tian Xueqing gently sent her hand up: "Go. I hope you can meet your beloved in your next life."

The pure white soul slowly flew into the air, becoming more and more faint. When it was about to fade into a phantom, it turned around and suddenly said, "Cherish the person in front of you." I don't know who it was saying to.

After saying this, she completely disappeared from the world.

...

Ji Yunhuang held Tian Xueqing and flew back to her Jingling Academy. As for the life and death of Mr. Xu, if he had not helped Tian Xueqing, he would die in extreme pain within an hour.
Chapter completed!