"Jun Cha, how are you?"

Su Moyan looked at the pale Jun Cha anxiously, and his face faintly revealed the whiteness of the dead.

Jun Cha's face was painful, covering her head, wanting to soothe the pain caused by the concussive Zhihai, leaning on Su Moyan's body, she trembled and panted, as if she was suffering from great pain in more than Zhihai.

She had a lot of thoughts in her heart, but she still set her eyes on the soul of the original owner who was now like a hedgehog.

"Senior Sister Su, Senior Brother Yi, I'm afraid this is my calamity, wait a minute, if there is any special situation, you can quickly escape, and if you can take away Fei Ying and Jian Gui Jian Daoyou, take it away. ”

Unable to care about much, Jun Cha broke free from Su Moyan's support, and staggered towards the soul of the original owner, who was almost transparent.

Her breath of the dead is definitely related to the fact that the soul of the original owner is beginning to overflow, King's Landing, Shi Yudi, Chaos Central Land! Thinking of this, Jun Cha can't think about it anymore, and only knows that the blackened eyes want to stare at the soul of the original owner and pull her back.

Because, she doesn't want to die yet.

And Su Moyan, who was behind him, looked at Jun Cha, who was staggering and couldn't even walk, pursed his lips, and reached out to pull Jun Cha back.

Jun Cha, who didn't have much strength because of this sudden change, was suddenly pulled into her arms by Su Moyan, and her head was dazed.

"Shut up for me first, the same door is here, can I see death without saving it?If everyone does this, the inheritance of the Taixu Sect will have long been broken and no longer exists!"

Su Moyan scolded Jun Cha a little angrily, put Jun Cha in his arms on the ground, drew his long sword, and stared at the rickety figure on the bridge.

"I don't care what happened to you, you still have to go out with us today, and that soul has to go with you. ”

In front of her, her black hair was flying, and a woman in a red suit blocked the surging worship in front of her, and the previously clear and cold female voice was a little more angry, scolding and caring.

Su Moyan stared at the people on the bridge, Yi Jianzhi nodded towards Jun Cha and stood in front of Jun Cha.

Jun Cha's head was concussive, I don't know if it was caused by the injury just now or Su Moyan's scolding, anyway, his eyes were a little hot, and his heart was blocked.

"Okay, let's go out together today. ”

Juncha, whose eyes were slightly red, held up the ground, slowly stood up, and pulled out a long knife.

Two sword qi, one sword qi, with sharpness, swept across the Lechuan River, and split a small path on the Lechuan River, setting off a huge wave.

The endless Lethe River was like a monster, as if it was roaring and threatening the three people who didn't know the height of the sky.

Soon, two sword qi and one sword qi came to the person on the bridge, and the sharp qi cut towards the person on the bridge, and suddenly the bowl in her hand cracked, and the colorless liquid spilled on the bridge and fell into the Lechuan River.

Jun Cha took the opportunity to fly to the side of the original owner's soul, and stretched out his hand to pull back the soul that had lost its spirit.

"Idiot!

The water vapor on the bridge finally dissipated due to the formation of the Lechuan River, revealing the figure of the person on the bridge, an old man who had experienced the wind and frost, and his cloudy eyes stared at Jun Cha's hand that was about to touch the soul, and smiled.

Out of nowhere, she took out a bowl, and the water in the bowl was like a dream, luring the unsuspecting to drink.

Pacing slowly, the old man got off the bridge and walked towards Juncha with a bowl.

And Jun Cha was stunned for a few seconds the moment he touched his soul.

Fragments of memories rushed to his mind, and in the fragments of memories a face that was exactly the same with resentment, unwilling to look at the sky, and cursed all those who were sorry for her before dying.

cursed Su Moyan, cursed Yi Jianzhi, and even cursed the sky.

Jun Cha saw her in her dream and fell in love with Yi Jianzhi, that handsome man who was polite to everyone.

He is like jade, like a cut, like a grind, as bright as the stars in the sky, and every night when you look up, you can see that gentle smile.

She thought that she might have someone in her heart, and she was pleased with a son like jade.

But the son is too noble, she has not met the fairy figure in 20 years, the girl's mind is sensitive, but because of the talent of cultivation and inferiority, she only dares to look at the jade son in the shadows.

However, the longing grew wildly, and the possessiveness slowly devoured her like a vicious beast. Until one day the ancient bloodline awakened, and the girl finally thought that she was qualified to touch the immortal figure in her heart.

But she never thought that the bloodline was not a lucky thing, but it made her suffer a lot, suffering day and night, being regarded as an evil thing, abused and chased and killed all of a sudden and inexplicably inflicted on her.

But the fairy-like son already has people around him, and he can't wait for himself.

As if in a frightened dream, Jun Cha withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and called out to the original owner in a dumb voice.

This soul is a soul that has crossed over, and the mind has been around for hundreds of years. There is little difference between that memory and the description in the original book.

The dim soul turned around, looked at the pale Juncha, and reached out to touch her face.

"What a beautiful face! It's a pity that no one appreciates it! No one loves it! Why am I coming back?"

Talking to himself, complaining, and unwilling voices surrounded Juncha's ears.

"Oh, I remember, it was my father who left me early for my mother who desperately brought me back from my depraved fate. But I don't want to come back!"

Crystal tears hit the back of Jun Cha's hand, and Jun Cha pursed his lips.

"No one in this world loves me, my father left me alone in the Jun family for my mother to leave me, until I was dying, but he hurried over, apologized to me, and pulled me back to this miserable world;

Jun Cha looked at the crying original owner, and raised his hand to help her wipe her tears.

"You're a substitute, you know, but it's ridiculous, I've been with you the longest!"

"Idiot, idiot, go back to the underworld. ”

The old man came to the soul with the bowl and handed the bowl in his hand.

However, a familiar figure appeared at this time between the soul and the old man.

The old man's cloudy eyes looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and the bowl in his hand shook unconsciously, and he was surprised, "Lord." ”

Mang Chong glanced at the old man, and then looked at the Lechuan River and the Nai He Bridge on the river behind her, "Let's go back first, I'll deal with it here." ”

The old man nodded, and slowly paced back.

"The Empty Mirror is on you. ”

Mang Chong nodded towards the center of his soul's eyebrows, and suddenly his soul light soared. His eyes swept over a group of people and froze in one place.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Then the Empty Mirror slowly rose from the soul, and Mangzhong snatched it from the Empty Mirror.

"I don't lack a soul of you in the underworld, but I need to take this empty mirror. Otherwise, it's a mess. After all, there are precedents. ”

After this change, the soul of the original owner seemed to calm down, and Mang Chong looked at someone and smiled, and then looked at Jun Cha, "Little girl, many people like you, be careful." ”

With a wave of her sleeves, she sent several people out of the place at once.