Chapter 131: Ghosts Save People

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Have you ever lost your most precious thing?

At that time, I heard the sound of something precious, disappearing. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info poof.

No one heard Xia He's wail, only a one-eyed fish swam out from the side, staring at Xia He with one eye, staring at him like a little pity staring at Xia He.

Can the fish hear what Xia He heard?

It was the crisp, faint sound.

Poof.

Even though it was a miraculous fish that could survive without touching water, it must have heard a similar sound, the sound of its spit blisters being shattered in the rushing water, and it was also a pop.

But that is not the sound of the loss of its most precious thing, the blister it spits out is not a precious thing for a fish, perhaps the most precious thing for it is known only to itself, or perhaps it has not lost anything precious until now.

But in the end, the young man in front of him, who was called a genius, lost his most precious thing.

He no longer has the appearance of a genius, there will not be any genius who is as sad as him, Xia He rarely cries, even when he himself died, he did not cry like this, but Qingye was stained with a few points of dew.

But how many dews can describe his tears now? No one could see Xia He's tears, not even the one-eyed fish staring at it.

Only Xiao Lian, who was lying in his arms, could see it, because she had been staring at him all the time, and because his tears had fallen on her resentful face.

Even if she died, there was still a lot of resentment and nostalgia on her face.

These two completely different emotions appeared at the same time on a lifeless face, which looked a little hideous and a little weird.

Of course, attachment is not for Xia He, resentment is.

Xia He didn't dare to look at the sister in his arms, because he had already seen such a hideous and weird face, and she had reason to resent him, because he didn't have time to save him, and he also knew that his sister's attachment was for everything in the world except for him.

Just because you don't see it doesn't mean you don't know.

Xia He didn't dare to look at Xiao Lian's eyes that had lost their brilliance, and would only stare at him, because he didn't want to see some resentment that shouldn't appear from his eyes that were once full of admiration and joy.

Xia He didn't dare to do anything, he didn't look like a genius now, and he wasn't a genius now, just a poor coward, he didn't dare to see anything, he didn't dare to think about anything.

I see only desolation, and I think of only desolation.

He didn't dare to let go, letting go is letting go, once he let go, he couldn't see Xiao Lian's face, and he couldn't see that kind of eyes, but because of this, he couldn't let go, because he was afraid of seeing those, but he was more afraid of losing.

So he would rather Xiao Lian keep staring at himself like that, with that kind of gaze, with that kind of look, he just hopes, just desires, that he can still have that face and that kind of look is still alive.

In exchange for a living little pity, he is willing to do anything.

Including at the cost of his own life.

At this time, he disregarded his own life, the black qi of his whole body was agitated, and the true yuan of the fourth realm was continuously injected into Xiao Lian's body, but Xiao Lian was not a cultivator in the first place, and ordinary people who were not cultivators had no way to withstand those true elements, for the true yuan, the body of ordinary people was like a small leaky bowl, no matter how much water was injected, it would run dry.

Therefore, no matter how much True Yuan Xia He injected, there was no way to save Xiao Pian.

But Xia He couldn't think so much anymore, because he only knew that Zhenyuan could hang his life and save people, because he had nothing left now, only Zhenyuan, who couldn't save anyone.

Xia He was still thinking about how pitiful the woman named Cui who had nothing left behind when he died, but he was still alive now, and he still had the true yuan on his body that no one else could ask for, but he was also pitiful, even more pitiful than the woman who had nothing.

Poor Xia He couldn't do anything, he could only watch his closest sister die in his arms, he could only silently endure the eyes of his sister looking at him, and he could only mobilize the true yuan in his body and inject it into the dead thing in his arms.

He really didn't care about anything.

He didn't even notice the black smoke that was beginning to dissipate from his body again, let alone the one-eyed fish behind him.

"If you do this, she'll really die. I don't know where such a voice came from, Xia He could only be sure that it was not his sister in his arms, but he couldn't be sure where the voice came from, and he couldn't even determine whether the voice was male or female.

Even those couldn't be sure, and the heartbroken Xia He certainly didn't hear the voice he had heard before, from that red mist.

It was one of the souls.

But I don't know who it is.

Xia He just heard that voice, and he didn't even realize it, of course the True Yuan in his hand didn't stop, and he didn't look back at that person.

"She's not dead yet, I have a way to save her. ”

If there is still that word that will shock Xia He's consciousness, then there should only be the word save, because he has been saving.

Finally, Xia He turned around, and what he saw when he turned around was a fish and a figure.

He had seen that figure before, but he couldn't remember it anymore, he only thought about saving people, and he turned back because of what that person said to save people.

Next to that person was a fish, a one-eyed fish, but that person Xia He still couldn't see his face clearly, because he didn't have a face in the first place, he was just a human form formed by a layer of red mist.

Xia He didn't really want to see him, he just waited for him to say a way to save people.

Because he was too anxious, Xia He's face looked very ugly, and he was definitely not kind, but the man didn't seem to see Xia He's unkindness, but said his own method very kindly.

"Actually, this has something to do with your true element, your own true element is a little different from other cultivators, you should know this......

Xia He still looked at the figure, but the anger between his eyebrows had already shown his impatience, the black gas flashed between his eyebrows, and then the black gas on his body flashed, and a rapid current shot out from between his eyebrows, stabbing straight at the figure.

He doesn't want to say more, he doesn't want to listen more, he just wants to hear important things, and there is only one important thing, and that is how to save people.

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Good luck to you, can anyone guess who that figure is? Also, I recently found out that there seems to be a function that this chapter says, well, if someone wants to say something, they can talk about it there, about the plot, about the characters, or whatever, you can talk about it, even if it's nagging.