Chapter 1811: Can Momo's Body Be Preserved

After hearing Bai Qingjun's words, everyone seemed to have a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Only Ye Qinghan knew that Bai Qingjun was comforting everyone.

"Old... Bai, it's really... good to see you again!"

Her tone became slower and slower, and her voice became more and more hoarse!

Blood and tears were intertwined on her face.

Looking at her expression, you can tell that she is in great pain.

Bai Qingjun squatted down, and his warm eyes flashed with pain.

"I won't let you die." Bai Qingjun smiled slightly.

He whispered softly: "Girl, close your eyes and rest if you are tired!"

Seeing her so painful, his heart hurt more than a knife!

"Cough cough..."

The heart-wrenching cough made everyone's heart tighten.

Mu Yunxuan shook his head helplessly and painfully.

"Yun... Xuan, I'm so tired!" Su Zimo's voice was as small as a mosquito's.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Mo'er, I will take good care of Li'er, Qi'er and Xin'er. You have to promise me that you must come back to me."

"Okay!" Su Zimo smiled weakly.

Slowly closing her eyes, everyone looked at her slowly closing eyes, everyone's eyes were filled with deep grief, and an unspeakable pain spread in everyone's heart.

"Mo'er..." Mu Yunxuan roared weakly.

His hot tears dripped on her pale and bloodstained face, but he could not bring back the heartbeat of his beloved.

"Wuwu... Mother, you are bad, you are the worst." Su Qi shook Su Zimo's body, heartbroken.

How could mother abandon the three of them and leave like this.

Su Li tightly held Su Zimo's hand, the wrist without any pulse.

It made him sad and desperate!

"Momo."

"Momo."

Everyone shouted in disbelief.

Ling Feng couldn't believe it. The person who was always talking and laughing and had lively eyes just left quietly.

Tan Yeran's eyes were filled with tears, and the scenes of their encounter flashed through his mind.

Helan Jun closed his eyes painfully. His silent face made him feel so painful that he couldn't bear it.

Bai Qingjun raised his head to prevent his tears from falling.

After a long while, he slowly squatted down, condensed a white light in his hand, and slowly injected it into Su Zimo's body.

He stared at her beautiful face, his eyes full of memories, and an emotion that was difficult to conceal was churning in his solemn eyes.

He smiled bitterly, girl, this is the last thing I can do to help you.

After a long while, Bai Qingjun slowly withdrew his hands.

"I have already invested my lifelong cultivation in Momo's body. Find a cold crystal coffin that can preserve Momo's body. If one day, Momo's essence can be gathered, she can wake up again."

Bai Qingjun's words made everyone despair and hope rise again.

Gathering essence, this is such a difficult thing!

It took Mu Xinyan a hundred years to gather her essence.

Bai Qingjun turned and left. He couldn't bear to see her lifeless appearance.

The Momo in his heart is always so naughty and cute.

Mu Yunxuan stared at his gradually receding back for a long time.

"Thank you!" He whispered two words softly.

Mu Yunxuan lowered his head, and his affectionate eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement.

In the silent eyes, there was a deep love and a firmness without regrets.

"Mo'er, did you hear it? As long as the essence is gathered, you can come back to my side."