This night, time seemed to pass extremely long, and it also seemed to pass extremely fast.
The sky turned white.
Emperor Shitian took one last deep look at the door, then turned and left.
After he left, the door was pushed open.
Ye Xiyue's eyes were clear and clear, except for a faint layer of dark green under her eyes.
The courtyard was empty, no one was there.
Xiaobai is puzzled.
"Master, he stayed outside your door all night, and you didn't sleep all night, so... you might as well let him in!"
It really doesn't make sense.
These two people were obviously so reluctant to part with each other, so why didn't they cherish the last night?
Just across the door!
What's more, it's not like Emperor Shitian had never had the experience of watching her sleep in the room before, so what happened this time -
Ye Xiyue smiled.
"You don't understand."
It is precisely because of reluctance that I dare not see him.
The more we see each other, the more we miss each other, and the harder it is to let go.
"That's fine."
Ye Xiyue raised a smile on her lips.
"When we meet again, we will definitely become better people."
...
Emperor Shaktian's departure did not attract anyone's attention.
The place where he and Ye Xiyue lived was remote, and no one would come easily.
In addition, they had just returned from Hongyuan Valley and needed a rest, so everyone was wise enough not to come and disturb them.
Ye Xiyue's body recovered very quickly.
Moreover, after experiencing a series of previous events, her strength has also improved, and there are faint signs of a breakthrough.
There were no outsiders to disturb her, and she put all her thoughts on her practice.
.......
A certain courtyard within the college.
Inside the house, several elders gathered together, and the atmosphere was tense.
In the transparent ice coffin in front of them, Song Yihan's body had been devoured and completely disappeared, leaving only a black vine.
There were dried red blood stains on it, which looked eerie and weird.
Elder Mu Lingzhi stared at the black vine and frowned:
"Is this the spiritual root left behind after Song Yihan's body was devoured?"
Elder Xuanhai sighed:
"Yes. The dean said that the body will disappear within a day, and now it seems that it is indeed the case."
When he came yesterday, this black vine had just grown, but it had already become like this overnight.
Muscles, bones, blood and flesh, nothing is left.
Only that one black vine was floating quietly.
It is only a foot long, and there are no branches on it, but the whole thing seems to be much fuller than at the beginning.
It's like it's been sucked full of blood, with a cold and bloody smell that can't be ignored, making people shudder.
Elder Ye Qing sighed:
"This thing is really terrifying. I don't know the existence of the person behind it. People don't tell anyone after they die, and they don't even want to leave their bodies behind. Moreover, they still use such cruel methods...
"
"Actually, the most important thing is the spiritual root."
Elder Mu Lingzhi spoke in a deep voice.
"This means that Song Yihan's entire person is completely controlled by the other party, including his spiritual roots."
There are actually many ways to drive a person to use it for yourself.
But Song Yihan is the most terrifying.
The importance of spiritual roots to practitioners is self-evident, and the people behind it have grasped this point. Not only did they want to squeeze people like Song Yihan dry during their lifetime, they also refused to let them go after their death.
Elder Xuanhai pondered for a moment and asked:
"Then, should we send someone to the Qingling Desert?"