He ran over like crazy, trying his best but could only save a scalding corpse with burnt calves.
For a period of time afterwards, Ayuan's soul left his body, and he was in a daze and could not recall anything.
Until that day, her vision became clear again, and what she saw was Yan Fuluo's face full of vicissitudes, excitement and surprise.
She didn't know what he had done, but when she woke up, she found that her body was intact. Not to mention her burnt legs, even the layers of wounds she had sustained when she was picking herbs had healed without a trace.
They lived a leisurely life for a while, just three years, and that should have been the happiest time of their lives.
It’s a pity that Ayuan is kind and compassionate by nature, while Yanbu Luo is a vengeful person who will do anything to get what he wants.
One is extremely good, the other is extremely evil. How can two such extreme people stay together for long?
She finally discovered the clues of her resurrection. She saw those strange and terrifying runes in the ice room, those young and beautiful girls, and that complicated and ancient book...
It turns out that her resurrection was achieved at the cost of the lives of several innocent women!
Of course she didn't want to, she couldn't accept it, she begged him to let them go and let her die.
But how could he agree?
As a result, the contradictions became deeper and deeper, and the arguments became more and more intense...
Finally, one day, she could no longer bear it, so she burned those harmful books, broke all the ice, and then ran to the highest peak of Ghost Island in despair and jumped down.
Every time she died, he resurrected her, and her expression became increasingly disappointed, hopeless, and numb...
And he became more and more gloomy, extreme, and cold...
Her flesh and blood body finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she took the opportunity to fight to the death.
Then she could finally die.
No one else in this world will die because of her.
Unfortunately, it was all a trap.
Shen Wuyou can more or less guess what will happen next...
Fei Lian gathered her scattered soul, scattered it everywhere, and used it to threaten Yan Fuluo.
Yan Fuluo is not a good person, but he is a rare romantic. So we have to say that Feijian made the right move.
But, if that was the case, why did Yan Fuluo suddenly tear up the agreement and run to question Feijian, and even attack him in anger, causing the poison to backfire?
Shen Wuyou recalled how Long Chujun had deliberately provoked him, and then he led his troops to harass Le Tong Tian Guo...
"You went to Le Tong because a trace of her soul was there?"
Yan Fuluo's eyes were dim, and he leaned tightly against the ice bed, sitting on the ground, holding A Yuan's cold hand.
He said nothing, did not object.
After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "This king planted spies around him. After fifty years and the deaths of nearly a hundred people, I finally got this news. But it turned out to be fake..."
Hearing this, Shen Wu opened his lips and slowly asked, "Are you sure he really has A Yuan's complete soul?"
Yan Fuluo was silent and wooden. Then, as if he had suddenly discovered something, he suddenly woke up, his eyes trembled, and he staggered over.
"He may be deceiving me, but I have no other choice but to believe him... But what about you? Shen Wuyou, you ask this, do you know something?!"
Shen Wuyou dodged swiftly, not intending to hide anything. "In a thousand-year-old legend, there's a line I've never been able to decipher. What does 'Crossing Yin and Yang' mean? Perhaps I can make a bold guess. Perhaps I can enter the underworld and find the souls of the deceased?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yanbu Luo's eyes lit up as if he had been enlightened, but it was only for a moment, and a flash of doubt flashed across his blood-red eyes.
Before he could speak, Shen Wuyou continued, "You have the [Sincere Truth], so you can naturally tell the truth from my words. I confess that all this is just speculation. After all, all the other legends have come true."
Yanbu Luo looked at her intently, thinking for a long time, and then he asked: "What do you want me to do?"
What this meant was that he chose to believe her and was keenly aware of her purpose.
He was so straightforward, he didn't even try to trick her. It seemed that the trip to Le Tong Tian Guo had really crushed his last hope. He had no way out, so he placed that slim hope on her.
Shen Wuyou was of course not shy about being polite and said bluntly, "I want you to swear to be loyal to the Bhagavan forever and to protect him for the rest of your life. Whether he lives or dies, you must obey his orders, regardless of good or evil, regardless of cause and effect."
"Ha~" He raised his hand, covering half of his face, and laughed softly, "I thought it was something else, but it turns out you're afraid of death and want me to be loyal to you... Wait! Who are you talking about?! Bhagavan?! Are you crazy?!"
His smile suddenly stopped, and the next moment he stared at her in disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster.
Who was Bhagavan? He was the strongest man in the world, the Ghost King, but he couldn't even withstand three of his attacks! She actually asked him to protect him?
What's wrong with her?
Shen Wuyou, however, wore a serious expression, allowing him to look at her openly. She continued, "Also, I want you to swear that you will never see A Yuan again in your lifetime."
"Impossible!" He retorted subconsciously, feeling furious.
"Really..." She lowered her eyes, playing with the soul-locking bag between her fingers, and said with some regret, "That's such a pity..."
"What is that?!" His red eyes stared at the object in her hand, and the next moment he dodged and tried to grab it -
"Think it over carefully, Lord Ghost King. You are no match for me right now." She curled her lips and smiled coldly, with coldness in her eyes and brows.
Yes, she is now at the fifth level of the Heavenly Rank, while he is still stuck at the third level. The higher the rank, the greater the gap, not to mention that there is a full two levels between them.
"I must know whether this is true or not." He suppressed his excitement, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.
"Yambula, your thoughts are exposed." Her eyes were clear and she could see straight into his heart.
“…”
He lowered his hand for a long moment, then chuckled softly. Then he raised his eyes, cut his finger, and swore a blood oath: "I, Yambula, swear here today to be loyal to the Bhagavan until death. Whether he lives, I live; whether he dies, I die. Regardless of good or evil, regardless of cause and effect, as long as it is his command, I will obey it absolutely and without hesitation."
Shen Wuyou reminded: "Otherwise."
"Otherwise, I, Yambu Luo, will never see A-Yuan again in this life or in all the lives to come." He said this, but added, "The above oath will only take effect after I find A-Yuan's complete soul."
"You really are worthy of being the Ghost King..." She clapped her hands and laughed.
But it was okay. At least in this way, Bhagavan’s life was safe until he successfully obtained A-Yuan’s soul. He just wouldn’t obey his orders.
She stepped forward and gave him the soul-locking bag she had snatched from Feijian, and then handed him a small porcelain bottle.
He opened it suspiciously, and immediately a whiff of sweet and fishy fragrance came to his nose.
"This is?"
"My heart's blood."
The heart blood of the Lycoris radiata demon has the effect of saving the dead souls.
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