Chapter 159 Ruomu, go away!

Ruomu and Jiang Sui were both hit by the purple light and thrown against the wall, and the two were separated.

Jiang Suisui supported himself with his hands and sat up, not caring about his own embarrassment. He looked at the bone flute in Wen Xingluo's hand, with too many emotions in his eyes.

She never expected that this bone flute would appear here, and in this form.

Ruomu spat out large mouthfuls of blood, leaned against the wall and looked at Wen Xingluo with a complicated expression.

"Amu, stop it!" The bell in Jiang Sui's belt made a soft female voice.

Ruomu looked at the bell that floated out from Jiang Suisui's belt and said, "Shuangshuang, has your soul been repaired?"

His eyes were filled with joy.

The silver bell shattered, and a wisp of a woman's soul floated out of it.

Jiang Suisui looked at the woman's soul in shock. Her beauty left him at a loss for words. If the snow mountain was cold, then she was the snow lotus on the top of the mountain.

Just standing there and looking at her made her feel the chill that penetrated her heart, but this chill had a warmth, as gentle as the warm sun.

This feeling is very complicated. Two feelings that should have been in conflict suddenly appeared in one person.

It doesn't feel strange, and people may even feel that this is how she should be.

Ruomu looked at her with eyes full of heartache, love, reluctance, pain...a thousand emotions and feelings mixed in.

Wen Xingluo walked up to Jiang Suisui, squatted down, helped her up and leaned her against him.

Jiang Suisui looked at him, then at the bone flute in his hand, and his mood became even more complicated.

Nan Shuang floated to Ruo Mu's side and squatted down: "You have searched for me for a thousand years. The karma you have carried is enough. Enough, don't do it anymore."

Ruomu raised his bloody hand and tried to touch her cheek: "I'm willing to do anything to bring you back to life."

Nan Shuang sighed softly: "Amu, I don't want to. Even if I live, I won't be happy."

She looked at Ruomu's withered hand uncomfortably, wanting to reach out and hold it, but she pushed it past him: "Amu, I'm tired."

Ruomu looked at the woman in front of him whom he loved deeply. He had foolishly trusted others and caused her to die tragically. He still remembered how she looked when she died.

He was completely naked, without any intact skin on his body, and all his cultivation had been taken away, leaving only a trace of his soul.

He has killed those who hurt her over the years, but that is not enough, he wants her to come back alive.

He pointed at the bone flute in Wen Xingluo's hand and said, "As long as, as long as I take his bone flute, I can resurrect you."

Nan Shuang looked at the person in front of her distressedly: "Amu, I don't want to. Seeing you again is enough."

Ruomu watched her slowly stand up, and suddenly felt very anxious. He reached out to grab her: "Shuangshuang, what do you want to do?"

There was too much reluctance in Nan Shuang's eyes: "Amu, will you stop only when my soul is scattered?"

"No, no. Shuangshuang, no." It was very difficult for Ruomu to get up now.

Nan Shuang turned to look at Jiang Suisui and the other man: "Everything started because of me, please let him go this time!"

Jiang Suisui looked at her, then at Ruomu: "You have too much karma on your shoulders because of him. It is impossible for you to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Nan Shuang smiled, her smile as warm as the sun: "I know, but I just want to see him live well."

She looked at Ruomu with affection: "Amu, it took you a thousand years to gather my soul. Today, I can see you again. My wish has been fulfilled."

Ruomu saw Nan Shuang's soul slowly fading away, but her eyes never left Ruomu: "Although there is no afterlife with you, I have no regrets!"

"No. Shuangshuang, please, come back, don't do that!" Ruomu tried hard to condense the Yin energy to bind Nan Shuang's soul.

But Nan Shuang had made up her mind. She didn't want the person she loved most to have his hands stained with blood again.

The person she likes, the gentleness in his eyes is always for her.

The one who hugged her and she could feel the warmth.

"Amu, I love you, very much!" This was the last sentence Nan Shuang said.

Ruomu stared blankly at the last trace of her disappearing soul. He could no longer feel any trace of her existence.

Jiang Suisui looked at Ruomu who was sitting on the ground. She didn’t understand love before, but after the fox died, she knew what love was.

She turned her head to look at the person who was supporting her, then turned to look at him: "Ruomu, go!"