When Qu Lingyue stepped into the carriage, her eyes fell on Jun Wuxie's body at the last second, and she said goodbye silently.

At the same time, Bai Yunxian sat in the carriage, looking at Mo Qianyuan who was sitting by the window, her eyes fell on him, hiding unknown feelings, but there was a trace of helplessness in that feeling, just like he was looking at Jun Wuxie through the car window at the moment.

Jun Wuxian and Jun Wuyao stood side by side outside the city, watching the 50,000 troops of the Lower Three Realms and their relatives and companions leave.

The mighty brigade headed towards the line of sky where the sun set, and gradually disappeared from Jun Wuxie's sight.

This night, Jun Wuxian slept very deeply, in the dream, she seemed to return to the lower three realms, back to the Lin Wangfu, she seemed to see Jun Xian sitting in the hall, with a kind smile on her face, as if she saw a touch of soul called "father" behind her.

This night, Jun Wuyao couldn't sleep peacefully for a long time, he sat in the courtyard in the night, his brows furrowed.

"Sir, is the soul of the eldest lady ......" Night Charm looked at Jun Wuyao's face and said with a little worry.

With Jun Wuyao's strength, how could he feel tired after helping a few people withdraw their souls?

There must be something wrong with the eldest lady's soul.

"The little evil child is the same as me." Jun Wuyao suddenly raised his head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, but there was a touch of joy in the confusion in his eyes.

He finally understood why, such a short time together, he couldn't leave her again.

Originally, they were the same.

"What?" Night Charm was slightly stunned.

"This matter is not to be disseminated, and it is not allowed to be mentioned with her." Jun Wuyao's eyes sharpened, and he instructed.

Night Charm immediately knelt down and said, "Obey." ”

Early in the morning of the second day, Jun Wuyao came to Jun Wuyao's room, Jun Wuyao was ready early, watching Jun Wuyao walk into the room, she was already a little eager to try.

"Is it okay today?" Jun Wuxian is still regretting the failure of yesterday's soul separation.

Jun Wuyao nodded.

"Give it to me." Jun opened his mouth without a word.

Jun Wuxian was a little puzzled, but he still did so, and put his white and tender little hand on Jun Wuyao's palm.

Jun Wuyao's hand didn't know when there was a sharp dagger, and a section of the dagger was against Jun Wuxie's wrist, drawing a shallow blood mark vertically, and a trace of blood overflowed from the wound, the wound was very shallow, Jun Wuxian didn't feel pain.

Jun Wuyao dipped his fingertips with Jun Wuxie's blood, and drew a sigil on the center of her eyebrows.

"That's it......" Jun Wuxian wanted to ask something, but in an instant, a wave of dizziness came to her face, and in an instant, she lost consciousness and fell into Jun Wuyao's arms.

Jun Wuyao half-squinted at Jun Wuxie who had fallen asleep, under his gaze, Jun Wuxie's body became transparent little by little, and the clothes she wore seemed to have lost their support and fell directly to the ground.

"Night." Jun Wuyao said coldly.

As soon as the night boy who was guarding outside heard Jun Wuyao's voice, he immediately put the painted clothes with Jun Wuxie's birthday on them in a copper basin and burned them clean, and the moment they burned out, all the clothes on those paintings were worn on Jun Wuxie's body.

When Jun Wuxian woke up quietly, he found that his soul had come out of the body at some point, and the little black cat was lying beside her and falling asleep, while Jun Wuyao was sitting on the side and looking at her thoughtfully.