Feng Qingyang was stunned and sighed for a while: "It's really magical! But why didn't you say this to that girl just now? Maybe it could give her a glimmer of hope..."
Hua Baoyue shook her head: "I just remembered it. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙) Besides, I don't know if her husband is that kind of dragon. If not, he gave her hope and made her despair.
How unkind!”
"How long does it take to darn the soul?" Feng Qingyang had a strong heart for gossip today.
Hua Baoyue rolled her eyes: "How do I know?! I'm not that unlucky dragon. However, I think it depends on the situation when the soul was shattered. If it wasn't so shattered, maybe it would be faster..."
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Xuanji Ye no longer had any nostalgia for modern times, so she traveled back to that era.
After returning to the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan and wandering around, the place was peaceful and peaceful, no different from when she left.
After chatting with Bi Liusu for a few words, he returned to his bedroom.
This was originally Hua Wuxiang's bedroom. Although Ye Xuanji moved in, not a single table nor bench had been changed, and it still maintained its original appearance when Hua Wuxiang was alive.
But there was a bead on the sapphire table, a soul-gathering bead, which was green and glowed faintly.
I heard at first that this soul-gathering bead has the effect of gathering souls, and it is an extremely rare treasure.
It can reunite the scattered souls. She begged the heaven for a long time and agreed to many conditions before borrowing this bead.
After borrowing it, I realized that this soul-gathering bead is only useful for mortals, but has little effect on gods.
Although she was quite disappointed, Xuanji Ye would not let it go as long as she had some hope.
She took the bead to the places where Hua Wuxiang once lived, and then placed it here so that it could absorb the scent left by Hua Wuxiang.
Now a hundred years have passed, and the bead is still the same bead, only it seems faintly brighter than before...
Ye Xuanji gently touched the bead with her fingers, and a familiar aura hit her face, making her feel in a trance.
"Wuxiang, how long are you going to leave me behind? I have tasted all the things you experienced back then. Come back, okay? I don't like being the Holy Master of Lao Shizi. If you don't come back, I will really give up.