Zhao Yuan's spirit kicked its legs, seemingly dissatisfied with her pulling it, and even bared its teeth and threatened her.
"Sisi?" Xie Yan frowned. "Who are you talking to?"
Long Sisi stared blankly for a moment before pointing into the air, "Yuan'er's soul has run away."
Yuan'er looks exactly like my Dragon Pot! Could it be that Dragon Pot has also descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation?
But the dragon is thousands of years old, and such a big dragon has turned into such a small baby.
That's so strange.
But he really does have the aura of a dragon!
"A soul?" Xie Yan asked, puzzled, having seen nothing. "Where is there a soul? Sisi, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
The little guy shook his head and didn't say anything.
"I've already fed her, but there's no response. I'm afraid it's not going to work. Let's go outside."
Xie Yan stood up, but the little guy didn't move. "Fifth Brother, Sisi wants to say a few words to Yuan'er's spirit. Can you go out first?"
The Demon King's legs are trembling! It turns out even the Demon King can be afraid.
"...No, you're coming out with me."
"I don't want to."
The little guy sat stubbornly, staring at him with his big eyes, as if pleading, "Fifth Brother, hurry up and go out!"
Xie Yan felt somewhat helpless. She realized that she was no longer afraid or worried about the person's death, so she decided to go out and inform them to prepare the necessary items.
"Okay, then hurry up and come out."
He looked up, but still saw no spirit. With a question in his mind, he turned and walked out.
Zhao Tianfu was still kneeling at the door, a grown man crying with tears streaming down his face. He truly couldn't bear to part with his son.
He just didn't know how he would react to this terrible news, and Xie Yan suddenly couldn't open his mouth.
"How is it? Is Yuan'er alright? Why hasn't the little miracle doctor come out? Is she talking to Yuan'er?"
Zhao Tianfu was very excited, but when he saw Xie Yan shake his head, his smile froze on his lips.
"What's the meaning…"
"Yuan'er... what's wrong with Yuan'er?"
Xie Yan's voice was somber, "Sisi did her best, Uncle. The deceased should be respected. You should hurry up and prepare for the funeral so that Yuan'er can be laid to rest."
Zhao Tianfu collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning, muttering in disbelief, "How is this possible? The little miracle doctor could save Sang'er, why couldn't he save Yuan'er?"
“He was already dead when we went in. The medicine was good, but it couldn’t bring him back to life.”
Xie Yan was very sorry.
"No, I can't accept it, my Yuan'er, Yuan'er—!" Zhao Tianfu cried uncontrollably.
"Did you hear your father crying? Why don't you go back right now!" Sisi glared at it, baring her teeth.
The soul struggled to escape, unwilling to return to that weak body.
Sisi got angry and pulled hard, curling its entire soul into a ball like a cotton ball. It cried loudly, its cries shrill and piercing.
"Don't cry!"
Sisi grabbed him and forcefully pressed him into Zhao Yuan's body, "Go back!"
After doing all this, the little guy clapped his hands, sat on the edge of the bed, and crossed his legs.
Before long, two figures, one black and one white, appeared in the room. The two were about to throw the Soul-Hooking Rope when they saw Sisi and suddenly pulled it back, jumping backward in unison.
"Dragon...Dragon Princess?"
Sisi tilted her head back and said, "It is indeed this princess. So what? You two still want to seduce this princess?"
"No, no, we wouldn't dare!"
This woman dared to pull the beard of the King of Hell, so how could those shrimp soldiers and crab generals dare to act recklessly? But behind her…
Black Impermanence stammered, "Princess, the person behind you is already dead. His soul has left his body. You..."
"Yes, yes, once they die, we take them with us. That's the rule of heaven and earth. Princess, please don't make things difficult for us." Bai Wuchang chuckled.
"I don't care, go tell the King of Hell that this person cannot be taken away, and say that it was this princess who said it!"
The two ghosts wiped away their sweat. The King of Hell might not dare to do anything to her, but he would make an example of the two little ghosts!
Oh dear, they absolutely have to be rolled in hot oil!
Seeing that the two remained silent, Sisi's eyes darted around again. "Take a good look at who he is! He's the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan, my Dragon Brother! You dare to steal his soul? Don't you want to live?"
The two ghosts peeked out.
He really did look exactly like the eldest prince of the dragon clan, Long Ao, and even had the aura of the dragon clan on him.
Oh, King Yama!
These two are not to be trifled with.
"Princess, we were blind to your greatness. We take our leave." The two ghosts slunk away.
"snort!"
"Yuan'er—!"
Zhao Tianfu burst in, crying and shouting. He almost crawled to the bedside and hugged the cold body, sobbing uncontrollably.
Qin pulled Sisi aside, afraid that she would be sad, and whispered to comfort her, "Birth, aging, sickness and death are all normal."
"But Yuan'er isn't dead yet."
What did you say?
Zhao Tianfu suddenly looked up, startling Long Sisi. She stammered, repeating, "I said, Yuan'er is still alive."
“He stopped breathing just now. He stopped breathing when I fed him the medicine. How could this be?” Xie Yan frowned.
Sisi playfully stuck out her tongue, "I was dead just now, but now I'm alive again."
"Sisi, don't talk nonsense." Qin said awkwardly to Zhao Tianfu, "I'm sorry, the child is ignorant."
Zhao Tianfu shook his head, tentatively placed his finger in front of Zhao Yuan's nose, and lowered his eyes in disappointment.
“I knew there wouldn’t be a miracle. I don’t blame the little doctor. He’s too young to understand the meaning of life and death. Yuan’er has been sick for so many years and has almost died many times. Perhaps he is really tired of this life of struggling to survive. It’s pitiful that he is only five years old.”
Qin felt extremely upset by what she heard. She couldn't bear to listen and turned to pull Sisi out, but the little one broke free from her hand and ran to the bedside.
She tiptoed up to Zhao Yuan's ear and whispered, "Yuan'er, aren't you getting up? Your father is so sad, can't you hear?"
Qin gasped, "Sisi."
"Cough cough cough."
Zhao Tianfu coughed suddenly on the bed, looking at Sisi and then at Zhao Yuan in disbelief.
"Oh my god, oh my god, he's back from the dead! My God, little miracle doctor, little miracle doctor really saved my son! Yuan'er, Yuan'er, can you hear me?"
Zhao Yuan opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Father."
"Hey, hey, hey, it's Daddy! It's Daddy! My son, you've finally come back to life! You scared Daddy to death!"
Zhao Tianfu hugged him and wept bitterly.
Qin and Xie Yan were dumbfounded.
A person who was supposed to be dead has come back to life, a miracle!
"Sisi, this is your resurrection..."
Qin couldn't believe it.
The little guy smiled and hummed proudly, "He tried to run away, but I caught him right away, so he couldn't escape. He was really fierce!"
It took Xie Yan a while to react.
Is this little one really just an ordinary "demon"? Her abilities are so great; she just said she saw Zhao Yuan's soul, so she probably captured it.
If she can even capture souls, is she not a "demon" but a ghost messenger from a storybook?
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