The weather has been really bad recently.
After nightfall, the rain began to drizzle, and soon it turned into a downpour.
Luo Shan Bingling closed the windows tightly, not letting any wind or rain into the room of the inn. He slowly lay down on the bed, with the sound of the rain filling his ears.
He listened quietly to the sound of rain, not knowing what he was thinking. He was immersed in his own thoughts for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.
After an unknown amount of time, as if time had frozen at this moment, he gradually, bit by bit, came out of the thoughts he was deeply immersed in.
At this moment, he held the crystal tightly in his hand, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to merge the crystal with his life.
His face was full of obsession, an intoxication that penetrated deep into his soul, and his eyes revealed endless affection.
He slowly lowered his head and gently kissed the crystal, as if he was kissing the most precious treasure in the world.
"It's almost successful..." He muttered softly, his voice was soft but full of anticipation.
Then he slowly raised his arm and pulled out a short knife from his sleeve.
The dagger gleamed coldly in the dim light. There was no trace of fear or hesitation in his eyes, as if he had already put everything aside.
He resolutely and without feeling any pain, thrust the dagger straight into his chest.
In an instant, blood gushed out from the chest, like a gorgeous red flower blooming.
Some blood dripped onto the crystal, and the crystal flashed a strange red light against the backdrop of the blood, and the red light swayed in the darkness.
Luo Shan Bingling stood there quietly, as if she was unaware of the wounds on her body and had no intention of treating them.
His eyes were fixed on the crystal, then he slowly raised his hand and continuously injected the demonic energy in his body into the crystal.
His expression was focused and solemn, as if he was performing a crucial ceremony.
As demonic energy continued to be injected, the crystal began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It became increasingly translucent, as if infused with endless light.
The light became stronger and stronger, almost impossible to look directly at.
Finally, the crystals slowly dissipated, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, instantly turning into countless bright spots of light.
Then, these light spots began to gather again, gradually forming a transparent soul body.
Luo Shan Bing Ling's body trembled slightly after seeing all this. Tears fell like pearls from a broken string, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground with a soft sound.
Because that soul was none other than his lover whom he had not seen for many years.
At this moment, he appeared quietly in front of him. Although he was only in the form of a soul, he made him feel endless warmth and comfort.
His heart was filled with joy, excitement and emotion, and those emotions that had been buried over the years surged out like a tide at this moment.
The floating soul body was hanging quietly in the air. Seeing him crying, the soul body's movements became cautious.
He slowly floated towards him, as if with endless tenderness and concern, longing to touch his head and give him some comfort.
However, the illusory palm passed through him the moment it touched him and could not actually touch him.
Despite this, Luo Shan Bingling already felt extremely satisfied in her heart.
"Ayue, long time no see." Luo Shan Bingling gently wiped her tears, her red eyes full of longing and joy.
He tried hard to smile, just to show his best side to Qin Langyue.
However, the tears seemed to be out of control. As soon as they were wiped away, they flowed down again, and this repeated over and over again, and could not be stopped.
"Bingling, thank you for your hard work." The floating soul, Qin Langyue, said the first words after seeing Luo Shan Bingling.
She didn't blame him for making the decision on his own, nor did she criticize him for not taking care of his body for him. She just said a gentle word.
Luo Shan Bingling stared at Qin Langyue in a daze, tears in her eyes flowing even more violently. His A Yue had always been such a gentle person.
He opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't say a word.
After a long while, he finally squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "Ayue, it's not hard. I'm very happy that you can come back."
Qin Langyue nodded slightly, and the light of her soul seemed even brighter at this moment.
"Well, I'm back. I won't make you work so hard again. I promise."
His voice was soft, yet firm and powerful.
Luo Shan Bingling nodded vigorously, her heart filled with joy.
They just stared at each other quietly, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Everything around us becomes unimportant, only each other's existence is the most precious.
Qin Langyue looked at the wounds on Luo Shan Bingling's body, his heart full of pity. Although he could not touch Luo Shan Bingling's body, his eyes seemed to be healing him.
After a moment, he saw that Luo Shan Bing Ling had regained her composure and said, "Bing Ling, drink a bottle of intermediate healing potion and take a Ling Yun Rejuvenating Pill. You can't leave your injury alone, or it will get infected."
Luo Shan Bing Ling smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to A Yue."
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Although A Yue's soul has been restored to its original state after years of unremitting care by Luo Shan Bing Ling.
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