Chapter 78 Chapter 78 She never tried to deceive him.
The men finally quieted down.
Everything will soon be back on track.
Xuan Hui looked at Mingyao's face and suppressed the irritation that was rising in his heart.
With one hand, he pressed into his forehead, and with the other hand, he pressed into Mingyao's Shenting acupoint.
Her soul was originally unstable with her body, and after going through the ten mirrors and all the hard work, the connection with her body became even weaker.
Therefore, according to common sense, the soul-calling technique of the fairy mountain magic should be able to lure out her living soul.
Xuan Hui slowly closed his eyes, and magic connected the consciousness of the two people.
He entered Mingyao's sea of consciousness.
The sea of consciousness of mortals is often chaotic because their spiritual veins have not been opened, and they cannot distinguish between heaven and earth. Even if Mingyao belongs to the destined person, it is no different.
Xuan Hui saw her at a glance.
Her soul wandered in the sea of consciousness, curled up into a small ball, and felt contented.
The sea of consciousness was in chaos. Mingyao had lost consciousness. His soul only had some instinctive reactions in the sea of consciousness and could not think coherently. He was like a baby who had just learned to speak and could only recognize people by their simple appearance, words and voices.
Xuan Hui did not approach immediately.
Mingyao's soul is too important to them. One wrong step may lead to a complete failure. Therefore, they cannot act too rashly. If they arouse her suspicion, the opportunity they have worked so hard to get will be lost.
Mingyao's soul must actively separate from her own body. If it is forcibly taken out by external forces, it will be of no use to them.
So the best way now is to wait for her to find out, wait for her to get close, and then take her away.
Once the living soul is taken away, the rest will be much easier.
Of the three souls of heaven, earth and man, only the heavenly soul remains, and the remaining two souls are dispersed and then assisted by her transformed body, and a person destined by heaven that can be used by them is completed.
By then, his goal, the shadow's goal, will no longer be out of reach.
Xuan Hui lowered his eyes, softened his expression, and waited calmly.
Mingyao didn't notice him immediately.
She is not strict enough in her actions and often takes unconventional approaches.
The living soul wandered in the sea of consciousness, stopping and starting, sometimes heading east, sometimes heading west, and no one knew what it was thinking. After a long time of hesitation, she noticed the appearance of Xuan Hui.
alert.
The first time she saw Xuan Hui, her first emotion was alertness, but she did not immediately hide away like a frightened bird. Instead, she looked at him quietly.
Xuan Hui's drooping hand moved.
Two hundred years ago, when they first met in Frost Pear Town, she woke up and looked at him, her eyes were captivated by his appearance, and a flash of surprise flashed across her.
He had seen many such looks, so he was relieved at first. People who are fascinated by beauty will also be moved by other interests. He did not hide his identity.
Here, the name of Xuyouxianshan Xuanhui represents many things.
For a mortal, struggling in a world where demons are rampant is certainly not as satisfying as going to the fairyland.
She had experienced being tied up as a sacrifice by mortals. The mortal world was dangerous, so it was normal for her to want to escape and seek shelter.
So he revealed his name and asked her what she wanted.
Once she took the bait and asked to go back to the fairy mountain with him, the rest of the process would be much easier.
Just as he expected, after he made the conditions, she looked at him with bright eyes, just like those mortals before, as if she saw a bright future through him.
But unexpectedly, she didn't tell him about going back to the fairy mountain with him.
She only asked him for a magic weapon, a magic weapon that could save her life.
Don't want to cultivate immortality? Just ask for magical instruments.
He stared at the person in front of him, observing her aura, and suddenly realized that she was a mortal without spiritual veins.
Without spiritual veins, it is impossible to cultivate immortality.
This made things difficult, as they also noticed something left behind by the traitorous immortal.
"We must bring her back to the fairy mountain. This is our only chance."
The thing left behind by the traitorous immortal was correct. This is their only chance.
He raised his eyes and spoke—
"Miss, are you willing to be my companion?"
Since she is unable to cultivate into an immortal, this is the only way to bring her back to the immortal mountain legitimately.
Marry him.
When he said this, she intentionally softened her brows and looked at him quietly. If necessary, it wouldn't be wrong to seduce him with sex.
However, after he finished speaking, the expected answer did not come out of her mouth.
Her eyes were the same as they are now.
Alert, cautious, and puzzled.
Only there is no joy.
Now seeing that look in her eyes again, he pursed his lips. They had been married for nearly two hundred years with a blood oath, but she had always been distant from him.
Suppressing his thoughts, he tried hard to suppress the coldness in his expression, and used his spiritual power to conjure up a magic weapon, then raised his hand and handed it to her.
During her years in the fairy mountains, her favorite thing to collect was various magical instruments.
Everything, useful or not, will be placed in her treasure bag.
At first, when he came back from the mortal world after eliminating demons, as Black Shadow had said, he would also bring some small items that mortal women liked, or some beautiful clothes.
She accepted it with a cheerful expression, but in reality, she didn't seem to like it very much, just like how for nearly two hundred years, she had affectionately called him "husband," but in reality, there had never been a trace of him in her eyes.
Mingyao herself didn't know that her face was really not good at pretending, and her emotions could always be seen at a glance.
He could read her thoughts from her face without having to guess.
She is not really that good at acting.
Or maybe it was because she had never bothered to deceive him.
But because of this, the black shadow always felt that she was particularly easy to coax. What effort was needed to coax a mortal woman who was just pretending to be nice? So he always tried to get him to get closer to her. It would be best if he could deceive her into falling in love with him, as it would be more beneficial to their plan.
He doesn't want to.
Mingyao is just an ordinary mortal. Even if he is the destined one, he is just a tool chosen by them.
The chips offered by the shadow are enough.
Why should he do these useless things?
Xuan Hui lowered her eyes slightly and looked at Mingyao's soul. Sure enough, she looked at the magic weapon in his hand.
A pair of round eyes stared intently, wanting to reach out and quickly hold the magic weapon in his arms.
Xuan Hui was faster and took a step back slowly.
Mingyao missed the magic weapon.
She was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, Xuan Hui handed the magic weapon to her again.
Xuan Hui looked at her and puffed his lips, as if he was a little impatient. He used his immortal power to transform the magic weapon into a more refined and powerful one. Like teasing a cat, he led her out of the sea of consciousness step by step.
The method did work, but it wasn't about kittens and puppies after all.
Even if the spiritual consciousness is temporarily lost, it cannot deceive for too long.
After walking about ten steps, Mingyao's soul refused to move anymore. Even if he gave her the magic weapon and transformed it into a more powerful one, it was of no use.
Ming Yao, who had obtained the magic weapon, even showed signs of turning back.
Very hard to deceive.
Xuan Hui frowned.
Before her soul leaves her body, it cannot be moved, robbed, or killed. There is no other way except to coax it.
After pondering for a moment, Xuan Hui spoke again -
"Go home. I'll take you home."
Hearing these two words, Mingyao's soul reacted again.
Her eyes fell on his face again, as if to judge whether what he said was true or not.
"Don't you miss Ms. Ming?"
Xuan Hui lowered his eyes and said the most crucial word.
During the two hundred years in the photo, Mingyao would occasionally get drunk and sad, and the name he mentioned most was this.
As soon as the three words "Ms. Ming" came out, Ming Yao, who was still hesitating, brightened up her eyes and moved closer to him.
He also spoke for the first time: "Do you also know Ms. Ming?"
Xuan Hui nodded: "You told me that."
Although Mingyao still had some doubts on his face, his guard gradually disappeared. He tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look at him for a long time.
Xuan Hui didn't know what she was looking at, but time was running out and he needed to lead her soul out as soon as possible.
He simply turned around and walked back.
Seeing him turn around, Mingyao behind him finally came up as if he was afraid of losing him.
Everything went smoothly after that.
Xuan Hui led Ming Yao to the exit of the sea of consciousness. He turned around and stretched out his hand to her without saying anything.
The soul must leave the body completely on its own initiative. He can lure it out, but he cannot take it away on his own initiative when leaving.
He can only wait for Mingyao to reach out and choose him.
Mingyao looked at his outstretched hand, which was motionless for a long time, as if she had expected it.
She pursed her lips and spoke for the second time: "You are...Miaomiao, right?"
Mingyao looked at the person in front of her. Her vision was hazy, as if covered by a layer of gauze, and she couldn't see clearly. Her thoughts were also unclear. She just felt that the person in front of her looked very much like Miaomiao, but she didn't dare to confirm it.
But she only told Miaomiao about Ms. Ming, so this person knew Ms. Ming, and her height and facial features were somewhat similar, so it should be Miaomiao.
She looked at the person in front of her nervously, afraid of being deceived.
Xuan Hui didn't speak for a long time. He clenched his hands and looked at Ming Yao quietly.
Her question was not difficult.
A problem that can be solved with just one word "yes".
It's stuck in my throat and I can't express it.
What he hated most in his life was that someone mistook him for Chu Miaomiao, and what he hated even more was when this question came from Ming Yao's mouth.
How long had she and Chu Miaomiao known each other? Half a year? A year?
I dare to entrust you with such trust.
Miaomiao. She actually called him Miaomiao.
He lowered his head and asked word by word through his teeth: "Is it important? Is this question of whether I am Chu Miaomiao important?"
Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, Mingyao's face showed some vigilance again.
She nodded and made her words clear: "I will only go with Miaomiao."
In other words, she only trusts Chu Miaomiao here.
The person in front of her did not answer for a long time, and Mingyao was getting impatient. She could not see the face of the person in front of her clearly, but she could smell the scent.
She moved closer and could tell the person apart just by smelling him.
However, the moment he approached, the man quickly dodged.
She frowned and stepped forward again.
"I am." The person in front of him spoke, "I am... the person you are talking about."
Along with his lingering voice came the familiar scent of bitter orange that Mingyao was familiar with.
Mingyao felt relieved and glanced at him with a rather annoyed look: "Why didn't you just say it earlier? Why are you hesitating so much?"
She placed her hand on his slightly cool hand and smiled at him: "Let's go, Immortal Lord Miaomiao."
A flash of white light emerged from Mingyao's sea of consciousness in just a moment.
Mingyao's soul left her body on its own initiative, and Xuanhui's goal was achieved. Now Mingyao's soul has not yet awakened, so he only needs to use the sword and magic to separate two of her souls.
The sword blade pointed downward, aiming at Mingyao's soul.
Xuan Hui's mind flashed back to the time when Mingyao called him "husband". She always smiled then, and was obviously trying to please him, but there was always a hint of alienation in her eyes.
It's obvious that they are just acting.
It was completely different from when he just called him "Miao Miao Immortal Lord".
The trust and intimacy in her eyes could not be faked.
Unfortunately, he is not Xuanxiu, nor is he Chu Miaomiao.
For the first time, Xuan Hui was annoyed by the fact that he could easily tell her likes and dislikes from her face. A trace of resentment and unwillingness rose in his heart, his eyes turned cold, and he slashed the sword in his hand downwards -
The sword blade collides with the living soul.
The two spiritual powers intertwined.
Xuan Hui was caught off guard and was suddenly attacked by the spiritual power. With a puff, the spiritual power turned into sharp spikes and penetrated into his body.
Blood gushed out.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and squinted his eyes to look at the mark on Mingyao's soul.
It's coming from the north.
The black shadow hadn't dealt with him yet.
What a waste.
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