
Under the thick snow a man looked at the mound of earth with a radiance bound by endless bitterness. Autumn and winter are unforgettable.
The sturdy back that usually looms upright and strong becomes slightly bent dimly by sadness. What is it about life and death, when the mind becomes desperate.
A talking bird perched on a tombstone. The sound of his chirping became the music of sadness that flowed to accompany the figure.
"Xiao Bao, sorry." His voice was hoarse and choked by the distress inside his chest.
"Gege knows that it doesn't deserve you. Xiao Bao, thank you very much. Let's meet again in the next life." His voice silently stared at the mound of earth that formed a tomb.
His eyes closed like he was holding back all the emotions that were bursting out. He immediately flapped his sleeves and passed away.
Xuan'er, wait for me. There is absolutely no desire to hurt you. I just want to save you. You blame me and leave me alone. How can you give up on us?
At this moment, Sima Junke wanted to look for the whereabouts of the figure he had missed. Explaining everything that happened even though it sounded impossible if the girl continued to push him away and ran away.
Sima Junke, the man fell into the pit of suffering that Xiao Chun had dug. The female devil told her to gulp the blood of a scorpion.
It was a Binding Demon Scorpion, used to bind spirits and thoughts making it seem like a puppet. How to use it is the person who becomes the control binder will be sucked blood by scorpions then the scorpion is killed to be given to slaves who will be tied up.
Systematically the Binding Demon Scorpion becomes a mediator or intermediary that connects them through blood mixed with demonic forces.
At that moment Xiao Bao who was hiding in silence wanted to see the state of his jiejie and accidentally instead witnessed the cruel trick given by Xiao Chun to Sima Junke.
In Xiao Chun's eyes, the little boy was like an annoying fly. Making the female demon choose to add another more ruthless scheme. Getting rid of the flies at once gave a crushing blow to Xiu Qixuan.
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Elsewhere.
The large underground chamber within the Xitian Sect that formed like a dark palace building was the headquarters of the black-robed people who referred to themselves as the Asura Star.
The figure of the black-haired man who had a few strands of white hair was looking at the roots of the wildflower that was growing beautifully.
His hands stretched out to reach for the creeping roots of the dozens of flowers growing on it.
'Krekk' He broke that beauty with a happy grin. The stem pieces of the root creep it into sharp ridges that can injure the hand. Wild and beautiful but if not careful will hurt.
His sharp sense of hearing was slightly moving when it caught the sound of footsteps belonging to someone.
"Hows it? Found her?" Ask without even turning your face as if you know the person facing you.
"Ban Xia is so negligent and stupid. To date, I have not been able to find it. Please the chairman give the punishment." Replied Ban Xia with a knee.
The figure of the chairman waved indifferently, "Have it, there is no need to continue anymore. You can come back to rest." Reply with a little generosity.
"Thank you, Chairman." Said Ban Xia with a salute then passed away.
As it was recalled by something so important, the figure of the chairman immediately turned around, "Ban Xia!" Call him to hold back the steps of his loyal subordinate.
"Right," Ban Xia replied quickly.
"Remember that if you meet the girl you have to kill her immediately to take the root of spiritual power." His orders were firmly without any concern in his tone of speech.
"Yes, fine. Ban Xia, understand." Replied Ban Xia obediently.
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The smell of the many types of herbal medicinal plants invoked all corners of the courtyard in the Hao Ning Residence.
The faces of the servants looked tense and uncomfortable as their master acted so differently. Normally the Hao Ning Residence was the most peaceful and quiet in the Luoyang Capital. But for now, the magnanimity of the master made them act so cautiously.
The presence of an important guest added to the tension in the Hao Ning Residence.
Mo Ji Gui walked hand in hand with Xiu Huanran with a calm look on his face. Although calm but even radiated heavily.
After entering the gap of the door, there was a figure of a girl lying stiff with a pale and tyrannical face.
Xiu Huanran immediately approached the side of the bed to see the condition of his sister. Xiu Qixuan, this girl looks so pitiful. His face paled and his body grew thin like it had no flesh other than adorning skin and bones.
Xiu Huanran grimaced sadly, he sat on the side of the bed and grabbed the girl's cold hand. Swiping gently and affectionately, it faintly looked a lot of scars on the tiny hand. So faint no one would notice it until the moment he observed it from a short distance away.
Unable to bear to look again, Xiu Huanran moved up and walked over to Mo Ji Gui who was standing behind the curtain.
"Get you cure him?" Xiu Huanran asked with a hint of emotion of impatience.
"No." Mo Ji Gui replied briefly and calmly.
"You—!! How can you give up on your abilities?!" Xiu Huanran said with anger gripping tightly onto Mo Ji Gui's collar.
Mo Ji Gui stomped Xiu Huanran's body violently releasing that grip.
"I'm not giving up. It all depends on his own will. He refused to open his eyes. Maybe he wanted to quickly reincarnate because he was fed up with this world." Reply Mo Ji Gui with a knife that cuts through Xiu Huanran's chest.
Xiu Huanran sculpted with a stunned glare. A long breath sounded hard from his lips.
"Whatever happens I still have to save her." Xiu Huanran muttered with a worried look down and both hands clenched tightly.
Mo Ji Gui was silently pensive, as if he was thinking about something else. Slowly his lips clenched upwards and a voice full of doubt rang out, "I have one way but am quite ruthless."
As if he had some hope, Xiu Huanran raised his gaze and said firmly with a serious face, "Explain." His order.
"I can use acupuncture needles to force his brain nerves back into racing. It's gonna hurt like thousands of arrows breaking your brains." Mo Ji Gui clearly withheld a feeling of unease in his heart.
Xiu Huanran was sculpting, he was like he was trying to digest Mo Ji Gui's explanation. Weighing the success of an opportunity.
"Are you sure you're gonna make it?" Xiu Huanran asked with doubt engraved clearly.
"If successful he will regain consciousness in two possible conditions, namely returning to normal or not. But if it fails and he still refuses to wake up, we can only accept." Mo Ji Gui replied with a radiance of sincerity looking at Xiu Qixuan's calm asleep face.
Xiu Huanran took a deep breath before finally saying firmly, "Do it!"
"Ji Gui, I'm begging you to save him. Think of this as my request for you to return the favor." Continue with a bitter, deep flush.
After saying that Xiu Huanran turned his body with his eyes closed and an unstable breath due to emotions, he passed away.
This is a very tough decision and quite reckless. If it doesn't work out, what should he explain to his father and brother? What should he tell his late mother in heaven?
The Mo Ji Gui who saw that was simply speechless and allowed Xiu Huanran to pass by himself to soak in the emotions.
Xiu Huanran has an edge in power that cannot be underestimated. He can order people to find out or kill Sima Junke. But for now let him forget about taking revenge. The condition of Xiu Qixuan's body was extremely critical, even she did not dare to turn her face away for fear that the younger brother disappeared from her sight.
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