Chapter Eighty-Four: The Return

In the face of Luoyang's irritability, Shi An still had that expression, looking indifferent without a trace of emotion.

Yes, Ye Xuanchen has always called him a quack, and the relationship between him and him, as long as Ye Xuanchen is dead, he can get rid of it completely, shouldn't he be happy......

The sigh of the Seventh Prince came from the suppressed sound in his throat.

"How could it be...... What the hell is going on......"

Luoyang's eyes stared at Shi An, grabbing his collar and refusing to let go for a long time. Suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked around, as if he had suddenly thought of something. pushed Shi An away and began to look around the tent, Shi An and the Seven Kings watched in puzzlement as he suddenly moved.

"Luoyang, what are you looking for?"

"Where's the water moon...... What about the woman...... Where did that woman go! ”

His words made the two of them stunned, and they glanced at each other, it was true that they didn't see Shui Yue's figure, according to the information of the soldiers guarding the door, the emperor should have gone out with Shui Yue, why did they only see Ye Xuanchen alone when they arrived at the beach?

"Luoyang...... Will it also ......?"

Shi An opened his mouth lowly, Ye Xuanchen has still become like this, a woman in the Shuiyue District can't match a man in terms of physical strength and ability, I'm afraid it's already ......

Luoyang understood what Shi An meant, it seemed to be a deflated ball, and the whole person sat on the ground in a daze, he looked at Ye Xuanchen who was lying on the bed and gradually lost his breath, and his eyes suddenly became dead.

"It's me...... Didn't protect the emperor's safety......"

Shi An looked at Luoyang's reaction, and suddenly felt a burst of sadness in his heart, he had followed Ye Xuanchen for so many years...... Shi An took a deep breath, sat down beside Ye Xuanchen again, pulled out a silver needle and inserted it into Ye Xuanchen's chest.

"Shi An, you ......"

"The emperor is indeed almost out of life, his lungs have too much water, but now there is still a breath left in his body that has not completely dispersed, I will now seal this breath in his body first......"

Whether it's self-deception or a bit of luck, in this case, at least Ye Xuanchen hasn't completely died.

The Seventh Prince looked at Ye Xuanchen's situation in front of him and frowned slightly.

"In a few days, the other royal brothers and brothers will arrive...... When the time comes, if you know the royal brother...... I'm afraid it will cause quite a lot of fluctuations...... Luoyang, you immediately completely blocked the news that the imperial brother was in danger, and passed on the king's order that except for you and me, no one is allowed to enter or leave this camp, claiming that the imperial brother is infected with the wind and cold, and it is not suitable to see the wind or guests! ”

The only way to delay it is to do so first, and then make a decision on the future!

In the dead of night, everyone still stayed in Ye Xuanchen's tent and did not leave, and gradually they couldn't resist the sleepiness and entered the dream.

And at this moment, two figures, one black and one white, appeared out of thin air in front of Ye Xuanchen's window. After the two figures stood still, the white figure bent down slightly and glanced at the bed. Ye Xuanchen on the surface, a slight puzzlement leaked from his face.

"Hiss......"

The white figure straightened up, gasped in confusion, and then opened the palm of his right hand, and a very thick and large booklet appeared in his palm, and he opened his mouth in a low voice while flipping through the booklet.

"It's obviously dead...... But why can't I find the name? ”

The black figure standing next to the white figure looked a little stunned, and on his expressionless face, even the number of times he blinked his eyes was almost countable.

"Take it away if you die, why bother."

His voice was flat and deep, and it sounded a little chilly unconsciously.

"However, if you can't find your name, how can you tell Hades when you go back?"

"We are only responsible for recalling the dead souls, and the rest is up to Hades to decide."

As he spoke, the black figure seemed to be a little impatient, and suddenly he waved out the spirit banner in his hand and gently waved it over Ye Xuanchen's body, and a cold light blue light enveloped Ye Xuanchen's body. Words began to be muttered in the mouth of the black figure. And the white figure was still buried in the thick booklet and looked through it. The black figure opened his eyes again and slowly spoke towards Ye Xuanchen's body.

"Your time is up, come with us."

However, Ye Xuanchen's soul did not come out of his body as usual. The black figure was slightly stunned, but his complexion remained unchanged, how could it be invalid? He closed his eyes again, recited the "Soul Spell" again, and opened his eyes again, but Ye Xuanchen's body still did not move. This time, the black figure was really stunned.

"How could it be ......"

His question drew a white figure next to him looking down for his name.

"What's wrong?"

"Soul...... Can't recruit it. ”

"Huh?"

The white figure was also surprised when he heard this, all of this seemed very abnormal. They felt a clear message of death, and after they came, they couldn't find the name of this person in the book of life and death, and they couldn't determine the identity of the deceased, and now they couldn't find his soul directly? The white figure closed the book of life and death with a "snap", and couldn't help but look at it carefully and lay on the bed in confusion. On the Ye Xuanchen.

This person obviously has a soul, although there is only one soul and one soul left in the three souls and seven spirits now, but it should be easy to summon it. They have been recruiting souls for so many years, and this is the first time they have seen such a thing.

When Shui Yue returned to the beach, there was no longer Ye Xuanchen's figure on the big stone. Shui Yue immediately turned around and flew towards the battalion commander, she hid herself so as not to alarm others. When Shui Yue flashed into Ye Xuanchen's main tent, what he saw was two figures, one black and one white, swaying beside Ye Xuanchen's bed, gesturing to the person lying on the bed to summon his soul.

Shui Yue's face immediately turned cold, and she roared behind the two.

"Black and white impermanence, what are you doing!"

The figure in the tent before was none other than the two black and white impermanence envoys of the underworld. The sudden sound startled the two of them who had been concentrating on Ye Xuanchen's soul before, the two of them worked hard to summon spirits in the middle of the night, how could a voice suddenly pop out silently when it should have been invisible to ordinary humans?

Bai Wuchang turned around and looked behind him, only to see Shui Yue standing not far behind the two of them, frowning at them, slightly relieved.

"It turned out to be the Mirror Fairy...... It's scared to death......"

The black impermanence beside him couldn't help but twitch a few times at the corners of his mouth, they were the ghosts and immortals of the underworld, if they were scary, the two of them were more scary than anyone else, right? Let's not talk about their looks, their outfits, and their resounding reputations. Just to say that they have hooked their souls for so many years, they can still be scared! That's enough.

"Mirror Immortal, the two of us have come to summon the souls of the people behind us, and return to the underworld to restore their lives."

Hei Wuchang opened his mouth lightly, but he quickly got Shui Yue's answer.

"The two are impermanent, I'm afraid you will return empty-handed."