In the internal space of the traceless stone, Ju Yiran traveled all the way, but this place was not much better than the outside, there was rubble everywhere, Ju Yiran was anxious, he had already been a pillar of incense when he came in, but he couldn't even feel a trace of Han Qingge's breath.

He wandered around in the space inside his body, but there was nothing but rocks. He believed that the Traceless Stone was not lying, and she would definitely sacrifice her life to save Han Qingge, but where was she?

In front of his eyes, he couldn't help but see the scene of Han Qingge's soul being hit through the dantian by his own body, and the chill penetrated his whole body from the bottom of his heart.

Ju Yiran's footsteps slowed down unconsciously, he didn't know where he went, he tried to contact the Traceless Stone, but the Traceless Stone didn't react at all. It's no wonder that the Traceless Stone is not lightly injured, but I'm afraid it will take some time to recover its spiritual sense.

Where he stood, red smoke drifted around him, and the smoke surrounded him in wisps, as if it were tempting. Ju Yiran stretched out his hand and touched it, the smoke retreated, he withdrew his hand and the smoke surrounded him again.

These smoke gave him a feeling very similar to the red lotus before, his heart was slightly calm, he continued to walk through the red mist, he had a feeling, Han Qingge must be in this fog.

After walking in this red mist for a while, he still found no trace of Han Qingge, and his heart that had just settled down was lifted again.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, Ju Yiran was in good spirits, and he immediately chased after him, but when he got closer, he found that it was a thick fog, and the fog condensed together, making him mistake him for a human form.

"Light song, light song," he called in a low voice, his heart hurting as if it was about to explode.

"Don't come here. ”

He paused at his feet, this voice was very soft, so light that people wondered if it was fake, but it was really the voice of Han Qingge.

"Qingge, where are you?"

"Don't come here..."Han Qingge's voice sounded ethereal, and Ju Yiran tried to follow her voice to find her, but found that he couldn't discern the direction in the fog.

The first word was in the east, but when he was about to go east, the latter came from the west.

"Why don't you want me to come over?"

"Don't come here..."

Han Qingge still only said these three words, Ju Yiran began to suspect that this was not said to him, could it be that she was in danger? He was about to think about dispelling the fog, when he heard her say again: "I don't want to see you, you go out." ”

"I..." Ju Yiran was speechless for a while, and said with a wry smile: "I can't get out, the Traceless Stone Spirit Sense has been lost, and I can't get out without the power of life to open the passage." ”

Han Qingge, who was hidden in the mist, was silent for a long time, as if thinking about the truth of his words, and then said, "Then you retreat outside the red mist." ”

"I can't retreat, I can't find my way. ”

Han Qingge knew that he would not leave, so he had to say, "Then you are there, and I will open the passage for you when I get better." ”

"Let me see you. "Ju is also anxious.

I don't know how long it took before I heard her say again: "Forget it, you stay well..."

At the end, the voice was so light that it was almost inaudible, and Ju Yiran was even more uneasy, but he had no choice, he couldn't even detect the direction of Han Qingge, so he could only wait in place according to what she said.

In the depths of the red mist, the red lotus floated in the air, the color was many times brighter than the outside, and Han Qingge's body lay quietly among the red lotuses, peaceful and peaceful, no longer the hideous appearance before.

And her spirit leaned on a red lotus next to her, which was many times smaller than her body, and her body was almost transparent, lying on the stamen, looking so tired and tired.

There was a faint red glow at her collarbone, and she pulled down her collar to see that it was her black lotus mark. Ever since she had just woken up, the mark had been burning like a fire, and when she saw it, she found that it was glowing red, and the red was bewitching and mysterious in the black, and she felt strange, but she didn't have the strength to think about it.

There were ten obvious finger holes in her dantian, her spiritual power was almost astigmatized, and her spiritual veins were empty, and there was nothing left. She lowered her head and smiled bitterly, she never knew that she hated herself so much, she hated herself so much that she was willing to kill herself.

Drowsiness hit, she fell into a deep sleep, after she fell asleep, the red lotus slowly closed and wrapped her, the red lotus around her all surrounded, her body also floated over, leaning next to her, all the red lotus closed their petals, everything seemed quiet and peaceful.

Ju Yiran's heart seemed to have a sense, he turned in a different direction, and he intuitively felt that Han Qingge was there.

He walked forward for a while, and this road seemed to be going downward, and after a while, the slope became larger and larger, and he rose in the air, and floated forward, this section of the road was almost vertical, and I don't know how long he walked, and at last he reached a flat place, and he also fell, and in front of him was a pool of spring water.

There are green trees in the water, and there are withered dry branches, but more often than not, there are red lotuses floating in the water. The lotus stems and leaves are similar to the black lotus outside the courtyard transformed by the immortals.

As soon as Ju Yiran stepped into the water, he felt the "power of life", and he was pleasantly surprised, which showed that he had found the right direction. He waded through the water, but the lotus flowers slowly gathered in front of him, at first he still had a way to go, but the lotus flowers gathered more and more, as if they were deliberately blocking his way, and he had to stop.

"Okay, I'm not going, you're guarding her, aren't you?"

The red lotus floated up and down with the waves of the water, as if nodding in answer to his words. Ju Yiran solemnly bowed and thanked him.

At this moment, he felt a force under his feet pushing him up, and it was not until he reached the surface of the water that this force disappeared, and he understood that it was this red lotus that did not want him to be in the water. He was about to walk back, but saw that the red lotus in front of him seemed to be split in half by a pair of hands, leaving a waterway in the middle.

As soon as the waterway was completed, he saw Han Qingge flowing down with the waves from a distance, and his heart was excited, but he immediately realized that something was wrong, this was Han Qingge's body, just a body, and he couldn't feel the breath of the soul from her.

The excitement just now was immediately replaced by extreme fear, what about her soul? Where did the soul go? He knew that her soul must still be there, and if the spirit was gone, then her body would also disappear.

He wanted to get close to her body, but Red Lotus seemed to know his purpose, and a circle of Red Lotus floated up and floated beside him, wisps of red mist emanating from Red Lotus, colluding together and trapping him here.

Ju Yiran didn't dare to move, he could only watch Han Qingge's body gradually drift away, and the red lotus in the pool scattered again, lying quietly in the water, as if what had just happened had not happened at all.

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