The coffin was slowly pushed open, revealing a woman lying inside. Her delicate skin pales in comparison to hers, and her meticulously carved features reveal the wonders of nature.
Her long black hair was loose, and a white jade robe made of gold was draped over her skin, almost blending into it and slowly releasing a faint chill.
The cheeks are so white that the blood vessels are almost visible.
But under her tall, snow-white nose, cold air flowed, without a trace of breath.
"Luo'er..."
Lu Jiuting slowly leaned over and looked at the woman in the coffin. In his eyes was a deep affection that had not changed for thousands of years, lingering and unrestrained, like the singing of an ancient and mysterious ballad.
"Today, I have returned with your soul. I don't want to be separated from you again in this life. Are you willing to hold my hand?" His fingertips moved on her skin.
A little bit of cold air gradually flowed across her cheeks.
Slowly, the woman's blood vessels gradually disappeared, and there was a trace of qi and blood.
"Sir, quickly take the bone jade—" Ying Li reminded.
Lu Jiuting's face was filled with complexity, and it took him a while to take out the bone jade.
When the bone jade was hung on the heart of the sleeping woman, it gradually disappeared, seeping into her body bit by bit, and disappeared in a moment.
"Master——" Xiaobai called.
For the first time, it felt that its owner was pretty good, pretty good, as long as she was alive.
In the darkness, Su Ran was unable to move and could not leave this ghost place. Just when she felt that she was about to die, a chill gradually nourished her, and she suddenly realized that she was not completely dead.
Once the soul collapses, it is impossible for thoughts to exist.
There won't even be ashes.
She felt joy, excitement, and a bit of worry.
I don’t know where I am, nor do I know what will happen to me. I just feel that the power of my soul is weakening little by little, and it seems that one day it will be completely destroyed.
This went on and on, she was in confusion and torment, not knowing whether it was day or night, and she spent every minute and second in the painful darkness, but she was powerless to do anything.
The soul can only be stiff, and this cycle repeats day after day.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth split apart, and she felt a huge impact force tearing her soul apart.
The pain increased dramatically, making her feel like she was about to become a ball of cotton, being pulled into ashes and dissolving in the vast black matter.
Until a ray of light suddenly appeared.
Light?
Yes, the light is coming——
Su Ran was about to shout with excitement.
Could it be that she has returned to her body?
When she thought of this possibility, she opened her eyes almost without thinking.
Wow——
This, is this Lu Jiuting?
She blinked, looked left and right, and couldn't see enough, trying to figure out where she was and where everyone was.
"Sir, the mistress has woken up--" Ying Li shouted in surprise.
Lu Jiuting's golden eyes stared at the woman in the coffin without blinking, as if he was afraid that she would disappear, so he watched her nervously and carefully.
He could barely hear his own heartbeat.
Until the woman's pink lips moved: "Hey, Lu Jiuting, you bastard, didn't you marry Su Yan and have children? Why are you here? Is there anything interesting about me sleeping?"
Her lips were blocked by the bastard Lu Jiuting.
It was so painful! She pushed his shoulder hard, but he didn't move at all. He pressed down like a mountain, making it almost impossible for her to lose her life.
Lu Jiuting slowly stood up, looked at her cheek, and said softly: "Little fool, you care about me."
Su Ran's face flushed.
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