Lang Zongyi's spirit did not appear.
Yan Jiu couldn't help but feel afraid. Was she going to lose her senior brother again, just like she lost her master in her previous life?
She tried countless times.
Until the spiritual energy is about to be exhausted.
Lang Shuhua stopped Yan Jiu, whose consciousness was on the verge of collapse. She shook her head and advised, "Don't try anymore. The remnant soul... cannot be summoned."
She didn't want to tell Yan Jiu this cruel truth, but she couldn't bear to watch someone exhaust their spiritual energy.
Her intuition told her so.
We can't wait until Yan Jiu runs out of spiritual energy.
Yan Jiu, however, was unwilling to give up.
The doll suddenly floated out: "Yan Jiu."
Yan Jiu's eyes were unfocused.
She remained silent, yet everyone present felt a sense of suffocation, and a chill instantly spread throughout their bodies.
There is the example of the Jian family.
They dared not gamble on whether Yan Jiu would go mad.
The doll hurriedly said, "The Seraph's Holy Light Judgment can annihilate the undead, and reciting the incantation in reverse can return the undead to where they belong. Let me try it."
Everyone turned to look at the doll.
Then, three pairs of huge, white, and soft wings unfolded one after another from behind the doll, and a soft light enveloped the doll, with its pure white robe and ribbons floating in mid-air.
A six-winged seraphim descended to earth.
A spell, like a song, fell beside Lang Zongyi. With the blessing of the spell, the light on the six-winged seraphim gradually dimmed, and he returned to the appearance of an ordinary doll.
Yan Jiu caught the doll.
The doll gripped Yan Jiu's fingers tightly: "I see his soul is still here, Yan Jiu. You've never been alone. Don't let hatred blind you, okay?"
From the moment it was taken away by Yan Jiu to the moment it willingly followed Yan Jiu, it only took a few days.
It witnessed Yan Jiu's actions firsthand.
Like most people.
It also genuinely regarded Yan Jiu as a partner.
Yan Jiu has a terrible personality and is absolutely unlikable, but it is precisely because of this that they are willing to follow in her footsteps.
It believed that Yan Jiu would not be defeated by Lang Zongyi's death, that Yan Jiu would rise again to beat the drum, find Lang Zongyi's soul, and also find its original body to awaken it again.
Yan Jiu hugged the angel who had been reduced to an ordinary doll tightly: "Thank you, and okay."
She understood the doll's good intentions.
Death is never an end.
Yan Jiu closed her eyes to catch her breath, then opened them again, locking onto the Chen family members who were trying to escape.
Yan Jiu's smiling face sent chills down the spines of the Chen family, making their hearts leap into their throats with fear and unease.
The Chen family members retreated as they spoke.
"This has nothing to do with us! If you want to blame someone, blame the patriarch who ran away!"
"I'm sorry, we didn't know the head of the family would harm people."
"Only Lang Zongyi died!"
"Don't worry, she wouldn't dare do anything. Does she think she can kill us to vent her anger?"
"He was going to die anyway. You're the chief advisor of the Special Affairs Bureau, you're a good person, you can't take your anger out on us!"
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