It's like he's chasing a truth, and it's like using this method to punish himself.

When the picture finally disappeared, his whole body seemed to have been fished out of the water, and he sat there with his eyes closed, and he was completely motionless for a long time.

He thought that he had loved her for two lifetimes, but he had never really understood her and trusted her.

No matter how passionate the love is, it is still blind, thinking that it has given everything, but in fact it can't withstand the real wind and rain......

His trust in her was like a sandcastle, seemingly strong, but it could not withstand the invasion of the waves.

It's that he doesn't deserve her—

Abandoned her when she was most isolated, and stabbed her when she was most helpless......

It was he who forced the woman who loved him so much to death......

After a day of meditation and a little recovery, he began to split a piece of white bone from his palm, carve the white bone little by little into her appearance, and then water it with painstaking efforts......

Slowly create a bone carving beauty.

She was more than half a foot tall, and her appearance was almost no different from her, with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, which was her usual appearance.

Finally, he carefully removed the soul fragments he had collected. These soul fragments were ignorant and ignorant, not even in the most basic form, only in the form of fragments, and it took him a lot of effort to reintegrate the scattered souls together, but it was only about one-third of the soul, and he couldn't see the human form at all, showing a faint white, trembling slightly in the magic light condensed from his fingertips, as if it would dissipate at any time.

He raised this half of the remnant soul on this bone carving beauty, this bone carving beauty has a soul gathering bead, has the effect of locking the soul and attracting the soul, once this half of the remnant soul enters it, it will not escape again.

"Crimson—" he said in a dumb voice, "I won't let you be left like that, I'll try to reunite your soul and bring you back...... Yan'er is still waiting for you, and I'm waiting for you......"

……

Cangnan Shangshen went back, he had lost nearly half of his power when he came down, and he needed to recover well before he could tear open the space to the upper realm again, but after Feng Xinglan came out of retreat, he passed on a lot of power to him, and made up for the half of his lost power.

Feng Xinglan didn't go back, he wanted to stay here to continue to collect Jun Crimson's soul, and he also asked Cangnan Shangshen to send a letter to his son, asking his son to worship Cangnan Shangshen as a teacher, cultivate well in the Star God Realm, and not live up to the expectations of his father and mother.

Of course, he instructed Cangnan Shangshen not to tell his son about Jun Scarlet, only that his father Jun accompanied his mother to rectify in the Nether Realm, and when the right opportunity was right, he would go up to the Realm to visit his son.

The god of Cangnan has always wanted to accept Yejun Yan as a disciple, but now he has got what he wants, so he naturally agrees.

When he was leaving, he stopped talking, and finally asked: "Xinglan, what are you going to do with that Princess Yufei?" ”

Feng Xinglan's eyes were as deep as an abyss: "How is she now?" ”

"I was rescued by someone sent by the realm lord, but the injuries on her body have not been good, and she cries her father and mother in pain every day. The Lord of the Realm wanted me to heal her, but I shirked it for some other reason. ”

Feng Xinglan lowered his eyes for a moment, slowly stretched out his palm, and a bottle of crimson pills appeared in his palm: "The sword wound in her is caused by the Phoenix Soft Sword, and it can't be better without a special antidote." This medicine is the only antidote to the sword wound, and there is only this bottle in the whole world......"

At this point, the medicine bottle shattered into powder in the palm of his hand and scattered.