Youfeng hugged his head and his teeth chattered in pain, as if his whole body was about to explode and separate.

The merging of souls transcends all the pain of the world, and only the bearer knows the extent of its pain.

Her red lips were bloodied by the great pain, and the placket of her body had already been torn to pieces, and the exposed snow-white skin was covered with blood-colored scratches.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I shouted loudly, as if this would reduce the pain of not being painful anywhere in my body.

Just when she couldn't hold on, the next moment she fell into a fresh and warm embrace, and heard an anxious and panicked voice calling her, "Curtain, curtain? ”

The voice was familiar to her but she had never heard before, like the nervousness of a treasure after it had been lost, and the anxiety of worry turned into a hidden rage the moment the wind opened its eyes, full of sorrow and distress.

But the soul fusion was only halfway through, and all her teeth chattered in her mouth, letting out a thin moan, this kind of pain that made her hold Nangong Yehua tightly, like grabbing a piece of driftwood in the vast sea.

The wind was as if he had been fished out of water, and his blood and cold sweat were mixed together, and he was very embarrassed.

The heart-rending cry of pain fell on Nangong Yehua's heart, and his heart contracted suddenly, as if he was personally feeling the pain.

However, no, the fusion of the soul must be borne by the perseverance of one's own body, otherwise it will lose its mind at the least, and dissipate into the world at the worst!

Ever since he encountered the ghostly wind, he faintly discovered that the biggest reason why she couldn't cultivate spiritual power was that her soul was incomplete!

But when I slowly came into contact, I found that the soul of the ghost wind was not completely incomplete, it should be at least half there, half separated, and the part she separated was actually congenitally forced to separate!

For a while, he traveled to all corners of the Yuntian Continent, hoping to find the lost half of his soul.

Unexpectedly, the separated souls turned out to be in this ancient tower, and by chance, they gradually merged.

But what Nangong Yehua didn't know was that half of the separated souls were actually in another world!

The process of soul fusion is extremely painful, no one in the world can bear it, looking at the ghost wind in his arms that is almost fainting in pain, he can only use his spiritual power, and continue to input it into her body, hoping to reduce her pain at all.

This state lasted for two hours, the separated souls reunited, and the ghost wind consumed a huge amount of mental and physical strength, and at the moment of final fusion, the spirit was relieved, and it fainted.

Nangong Yehua wiped the beads of sweat from her face in distress, hugged her tightly, the crazy emotion of losing her gradually dissipated, and the remaining full pity turned into a little light kiss, soothing the heart that was beating wildly and panicked as if she had lost the whole world!

The night was sinking in the west, and the fog in the sky gradually dispersed, but the ancient tower had disappeared in place, and the two maids were in a hurry, coupled with the deadly impact of the night, and finally could not hold on, fainted, and the land around them was covered with bright red blood.

In the quiet tower, there is only the sound of two people breathing, the silence is terrifying, Nangong Yehua is holding the quiet wind, his deep eyes are closed, motionless, the original elegant and noble image of the noble son has added a bit of decadence and sloppiness.

The wind woke up slowly, and as soon as he moved his body, he moaned in pain, and the pain did not ease at all, and his whole body was even more soft and without any strength.

This small movement alarmed Nangong Yehua, and he hurriedly opened his tired but equally deep and bottomless peach blossom eyes, which was breathtaking!

"Curtain, does it still hurt?" The concerned eyes and the distress in the eyes made Youfeng, who had just experienced great pain, a little stunned and confused.

"You?" It seems to look at the stranger's eyes with deep doubts, the person in front of him is very familiar with her?

I wanted to sit up, but I found that my efforts were in vain, and I didn't have half the strength, and when I moved, it was as if I had rubbed on the blade, and I was covered in cold sweat in pain.

Nangong Yehua was deeply stung by her eyes looking at strangers, how could she not know him?

Youfeng's mind was now blurry and blank, and the subconscious vigilant eyes made this handsome young man's face full of panic, and his expression seemed to be unacceptable, and the painful eyes that looked at her made Youfeng turn his head uncomfortably, not daring to look at him.

The air was silent for a long time, and when he regained some strength, Yufeng endured the pain and simply stood up away from him and looked around.

Hey? What is this, it was a dark mass, but it shone with a faint light, and the curious eyes of the wind were completely attracted to it.

The only two people in this space, Yufeng intuitively felt that he had no malice, let alone danger, so he let go of his hands and feet, looked here, and touched there.

Suddenly, with a 'grunt', the little black ball rolled out, immediately attracting the attention of the wind.

A pair of dexterous and slender hands, flying up and down, it seems that I don't find anything interesting at all, this little black ball, very ordinary!

Pouting and throwing it back, the black ball rolled on the floor a few times, and then it was silent, no fun!

The surroundings were touched, and the wind was distressed to find that there was not even a ghost in this place, how to get out!

Can't get out? How is it possible, Youfeng raised his proud little head, pointed his chin at Nangong Yehua, and said, "Handsome guy, do you know how to get out?" The look was very reluctant to ask for help.

Seeing her jumping around, Nangong Yehua regained his composure, and this kind of stage of amnesia may also occur in the process of soul fusion, he knew it, but when this moment came, his heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, and the clamor in his mind made him completely lose his calm and self-control.

Now that my mind is calm down and I think about it carefully, after the soul is fused, the eyes and temperament of the wind seem to glow with a new and attractive light from the inside out, and the original appearance of the city is like a gem that washes away the dust, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

More arrogant, smarter!

This bold and careful, arrogant, but able to bend and stretch, Nangong Yehua smiled from the bottom of his heart, even if she forgot him, he had a way to make her remember.

The seductive peach blossom eyes with a small arc, the self-confidence burning, the handsome and uncast face exudes a peerless Tsinghua bearing, noble and elegant!

Nangong Yehua, who has regained his self-confidence, is very dazzling, even if he is embarrassed at this time, it is difficult to hide his peerless elegance.

The clear and cunning eyes of the wind were in a trance for a moment, this person, demonic!

"Do you know me?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Youfeng had nothing to say to hide his gaffe.

Although I have just asked, it is an embarrassing time, and it is good to use it to divert the contradiction.

"If you want to know something, I'll tell you slowly!" Nangong Yehua's eyes were as black as a deep pool, staring straight at the wind, which was unfathomable.

What a strong mental coercion!