Phoenix Dance, Jiangshan Qingning Chapter

Chapter 370 Promise Sky Lock [11]

Wei Ning was puzzled, but Mu Zihan took out a glass bottle from the interspatial ring and said, "He asked you to collect his tears."

Mo Cangxuan nodded again, Wei Ning took the glass bottle and placed it under his eyes, the tears rolled out and slowly flowed into the bottle.

She had never seen a wolf shed so many tears.

With the flow of tears, Mo Cangxuan's eyes gradually dimmed, and finally even the last ray of light disappeared.

When the last tear was drained, he also closed his eyes, remained motionless, and all the breath in his body disappeared.

"Uncle Huang, he, is he dead?" Wei Ning murmured.

"This is an ancient witchcraft called 'Corpse of Corpse Soul'. It can be performed without spiritual power. You only need to give your soul to the god of death, and the god of death will help you fulfill a wish, but this wish cannot involve the life and death of the soul. After it is done, the God of Death will take away the soul, and will not go to hell or reincarnation, and will become the God of Death's slave forever." Mu Zihan explained silently.

Mo Cangxuan reached an agreement with the god of death, cast the corpse soul curse, and sealed everything he wanted to say in these tears.

Wei Ning stared blankly at Mo Cangxuan, and stretched out his hand to touch his dull hair, but as soon as his hand touched a little fur, his body suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

"This is called a corpse, and the soul is cursed." Mu Zihan sighed and said in a low voice: "Qing Ning, don't be sad, his life is coming to an end, but what he wants to say to you is all in these tears inside."

"How can I see these words?" Wei Ning sniffed gently.

"Not now, I will try to help you when I return to the Azure Dragon Empire."

Wei Ning nodded, was silent for a while, and asked again: "Uncle Emperor, what is the god of death?"

"Silly boy, that has nothing to do with you." With him around, she would definitely not let the god of death get close to her.

Wei Ning lowered her head, big tears rolled out, and today, I am really tired.

Her cries were drowned out by the howling wind and snow outside the carriage, but her tears wet her clothes little by little.

Mu Zihan leaned over slowly and stretched out her hand. She leaned into his arms and hugged his waist tightly, trying her best to suppress her desire to cry.

Up to today, human affairs have changed, and she has experienced such joys and sorrows for no reason, and her fate, which had nothing to do with her, has intersected like this.

Who is she?

She is not Mu Qingning, but she is not Shen Weining either.

In her current self, she once again saw the shadow of her weakness and helplessness, the cowardice that made her avoid death as desperately as she once did.

Has that incompetent self come back?
In fact, she never left, she just hid in her heart, in a secret place, watching her quietly all the time.

She never left, she just thought she did.

When she looked down on the world with blood on her hands, that weak woman was actually trembling in her heart.

But when being strong becomes a protective color, only fear is the weapon to defeat oneself.
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I give you a chance to seal the corpse soul, do you dare to use it?
Uncle Huang: Before I die, let Qingning become a girl, and then push her to, push, push, push until...

Lu: Then you have to be stupid!
Uncle Huang: It's better to be stupid.

Lu: How deep is your resentment?
Uncle Huang: It's not me, it's the readers' resentment that infected me. You ask them if they want to watch the drama.

Lu: Cut, everyone should be serious and don't talk nonsense.

The crowd smashed the egg angrily: You let him push it!Please push!
Lu: Please take your morals with you before you go out, my friends!

(End of this chapter)