Si Lan's hasty and scattered footsteps left like this, waiting for him was the effect of the Soul Breaking Pill to attack little by little, until the soul was slowly dismembered and separated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Han looked like a fool at Si Lan's shadow that gradually disappeared into the night. looked motionless, as if he had become a soulless husk. It's like a wax figure that doesn't move.

"Si Lan, Si Lan, the master didn't intend for you to eat the Soul Breaking Pill at all, why did you use this decisive method to break the master's heart? Slamtec... Slam..."

"Slam... How can you do this to the master? ”

Mo Han's stiff body slowly softened, and his murmured voice was desolate mixed with despair and disappointment. The cold eyes were no longer cold, and the anger was all disintegrated, in exchange for hazy tears in a trance.

Wei Liang's eyes also looked at Si Lan, and saw Si Lan's stumbling figure gradually disappearing into the haze of the night. Only then did he sigh and look at Mo Han, who had lost his soul.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly reassured: "Senior brother! Let him go! Just as if he hadn't taken the Soul Breaking Pill, he just betrayed you and left you. ”

"It's you, it's all you; Are you doing it on purpose? You know that Silan has not been good at words since he was a child, even if he has never done anything to be sorry for me, he will not explain anything? So, so you robbed while the fire was burning and deliberately... deliberately harmed Silan like this. Isn't it just a broken gourd? You instigated our master-apprentice relationship, Wei Liang, I won't let you go? ”

Mo Han shouted angrily and desolately, and ran like crazy towards the place where Si Lan had disappeared. Leaving Wei Liang to smile bitterly, he muttered in a low voice: "Senior brother... Bro... Your joys, sorrows, and sorrows all come from Silan, and Senior Brother, I have done all this for you. ”

Slam was about to turn onto another street. Desolately turning to look behind him, the master did not chase him, and he would not have seen the painful appearance when he finally dissipated, so he was also relieved.

Looking down at the dementor gourd in his hand, he turned a corner, interspersed through another street, and ran in the direction of Shangguan's Mansion.

He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. Even if he couldn't find Shangguan Yu, it would be good for him to hand over the soul gourd to the people of the Shangguan family. At least then Su Wanqing still has a glimmer of hope, he can be more free and easy, and he will no longer have to worry about it.

In the thick of the night, the lanterns on the street are a little dazzling. With one hand on his chest and the other in his dementor gourd, he stumbled forward. His eyes slowly became trance-like.

The lantern on the left and the right on the door of the household. Slowly swaying with his scattered footsteps. He slowly stopped and shook his head, and walked forward with difficulty. But despite his persistence, the shadows in front of him were still scorching and trance-like, and the lit lanterns affected almost all of his vision. The lanterns were dangling from side to side, and he could no longer see the road on the street.

It was as if there were 10,000 knives and forks stirring around in his body, and he couldn't lift up any strength. I just felt like my body was going to be scraped and decomposed. With the last of his strength, he took a few more steps, only to collapse uncomfortably on the ground.

"Late sunny, late sunny, I'm sorry... I... I can only send you here, hopefully... I hope you can wait until Brother Shangguan, and then... Let him... Protect you! ”

Silan struggled not to close his eyes, he lay on the ground, his trembling hand grasping the plug of the dementor gourd, and pulled it away violently. Su Wanqing appeared in front of him like a hallucination.