"Shen Mo" looked at Jiang Shiyue and didn't speak, but she admitted that she was moved, her expression was a certain relief, her eyes flashed with rare tears, as if she was recalling something, and as if she had awakened something, her body gradually twisted, and Chen Ze's appearance disappeared little by little, until it became a body like mist.

The fog swirled continuously, but tightly enclosed in a fixed form.

But Jiang October can see and feel it.

This is the ontology of the spirit body, which is composed of life energy and spiritual power, and is only formed because of the memory attached to the host.

"Shen Mo" finally spoke softly: "Okay, I believe you ......"

As soon as she finished speaking, her body became thinner, and countless points of light like little stars burst out, flying mischievously around her, as bright as thousands of stars.

The spiritual body gradually became thinner, and the air seemed to be contaminated with a bit of strange aroma, if there was nothing, it was as fresh as the buds of willow branches blooming.

Jiang Yue stretched out his right hand slightly, holding the brightest beam of light in the palm of his hand, and his slender fingers held the light.

Light and shadow wrap around the fingertips, blending the color of the skin with a bit of warmth.

Jiang Yue spread his hands, and the light became brighter, as if he couldn't wait to melt into the air.

She stretched out her left hand again, and her thin white fingers fell into the warm light, and a black mist was thrown out.

Unexpectedly, when the mist touched her fingers, it suddenly shook violently, as if she wanted to escape, but to no avail, and finally it slowly quieted down, and it actually merged into Jiang Yue's fingers, and there was a small black mole on the fingertips inexplicably.

"It's quite ugly, forget it, wronged me." Jiang October shook his head and muttered to himself.

She stretched out the hand holding the halo and let go completely, the halo gradually flew up, dissipating in the air little by little, and the halo became lighter and fainter, until it completely blended into everything in the world.

But the miraculous thing is that a new halo was separated again in the dissipating halo, and that halo even slowly formed a thin figure of a teenager.

Jiang Shiyue sighed softly: "I'll just say why the spiritual power left on the mirror is different from the one on Shen Mo's body, it turns out to be yours." Sure enough, you used your life to continue her spiritual power. ”

The boy was silent for a moment, and then he spoke softly, telling a story that was not a story.

The reason why the boy didn't come to see Shen Mo was because he followed her after her death. Someone once told him that Shen Mo's soul was very restless after his death, and only by accompanying his soul could Shen Mo be freed.

As the man said, death is not the end, with the help of that man, his consciousness was separated from his body, and then he found Shen Mo, and sure enough, as the man said, Shen Mo's consciousness was about to dissipate at any time.

He fused his spiritual power with hers, and used his life energy to continue Shen Mo's consciousness.

For the young man, he is forever hidden in the dark, immortal and eternal cannot be known by Shen Mo, he is a shadow that her eyes can never touch.

If Shen Mo's consciousness was unwilling to leave, the boy would probably never appear, but now that he has come out, Shen Mo, who has already left, has no chance to know everything the boy has done for her.

But the young man did not regret it in the slightest, maybe he was willing to do it.