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Her liliang is becoming more and more stable, and she will soon be able to transform into a spirit.

However, fate always likes to joke, and Xue Shenyuan has a great reputation in the battle with the Heavenly Realm, and is also regarded as a strong enemy by the Heavenly Realm.

So, even though he left the Far North, he was always being tracked by the Celestial Spies.

Xue Shenyuan and her have lived in seclusion in the same place for a long time, and some traces have been revealed, perhaps it is these traces that have exposed them and made them have long been targeted by the heavenly realm.

In short, on the day she turned into a spirit, Xue Shenyuan urged her spiritual power into the sword and helped her extract the critical moment of soul transformation.

A group of heavenly soldiers will come menacingly, led by her fiancé in her previous life, Dongfang Wuxian.

On weekdays, with the strength of Xue Shenyuan, it is not difficult to break out of the encirclement.

However, she is the key to transforming into a spirit, and if she forcibly stops, her unstable soul will fly away, so Xue Shenyuan can't stop at all.

Dongfang Wuxian also saw the subtlety in it, and was not in a hurry to make a move, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

At that time, she really wanted to give up this opportunity, because she knew that Dongfang Wuxian would definitely take the opportunity to kill him.

But he still didn't give up, and helped her input spiritual power without distraction.

Little by little, her soul was withdrawn from the sword, and gradually turned into a vague human form, just when she was about to turn into a human form, and it was also the time when Xue Shenyuan's spiritual power was consumed the most.

Dongfang Wuxian finally made a move.

He struck Xue Shenyuan with a merciless sword, intending to kill him completely, but she stood in front of him faster than Dongfang Wuxian.

The sword pierced through her newborn body, and the vitality that had not yet had time to solidify quickly disappeared here as her body died.

She looked sideways at Xue Shenyuan's frightened and desperate eyes, and wanted to reach out and touch his eyes so that he would stop feeling sorry for her.

Her fate with him was still not consummated in the end.

Maybe this is their fate, and they are always a little bit close, and they miss it.

Her hand was raised, and before she could touch him, it fell, and she was dead again.

Recalling this, Ji Wu couldn't remember the memories anymore, and she stroked the sword with infinite spiritual power in her hand.

Have mixed feelings about.

It turns out that she has such a deep bond with this sword, no wonder it brought her here from modern times, everything is predestined. At that time, at the moment of transformation, she still had a trace of her soul that could not be withdrawn, and remained in this sword.

Now the sword rushed back to the River of Flames to temper it, returning the shred of her soul that had been left in the sword, allowing her to remember everything that had happened at that time.

"Xue Shenyuan, where are you?" Ji Wu's heart was in pain, his sacrifice was more than she had imagined.

But she didn't know what happened to him after that time, Dongfang Wuxian would not let him go, it must be another fierce battle, she could think of him being besieged and scarred.

"Dongfang Wuwu, you are really my destined fate, every time I die at your hands."

Ji Wu thought of Dongfang Wuxian's ruthless sword, and she really didn't know what it was like.

In this life, she came to ancient times, received a lot of favors and help from him, and she once felt indebted to his affection, but the truth always felt so ridiculous and pathetic.

She really hated him, he hurt her so much, she hated him even more, and he hurt Xue Shenyuan so badly.

If Xue Shenyuan died, she wouldn't let him go, absolutely not.

With a wave of the long sword in Ji Wu's hand, she slashed out a fierce sword qi towards the Flame River, only to see the burning flames split out of a passage by the cold aura emitted by the sword blade.