Chapter 842 Save the Dead, This Is a Matter of Changing Fate Against the Sky

He shouldn't have left him alone in the bar yesterday, he should have scolded him yesterday, taken him back to the locked room, and shouldn't have acquiesced in his irrationality.

Why did he leave him there alone, why didn't he take him with him, why...

Self-blame and guilt spread in Jun Moyan's chest, making him even more unable to face Shangguan Yu at this moment.

Jun Moyan moved her legs that were so numb that she was about to lose consciousness, and then slowly turned around, just like when she came in, she walked slowly towards the door step by step...

"Jun Moyan..."

Wen Xiaoai felt more and more uncomfortable looking at Jun Moyan, who couldn't even walk and seemed to have lost his soul.

She watched Jun Moyan walk slowly past her, then glanced at Shangguan Yu on the operating table, and finally did not go out with Jun Moyan...

Jun Moyan walked out of the operating room, but he couldn't get rid of the suffocation and grief brought about by Shangguan Yu's death. He couldn't even escape the oppressive atmosphere in the operating room.

Jun Moyan supported the wall with one hand, and slowly sat down on the rest chair beside him. He almost collapsed on the chair, motionless.

Sadness and pain enveloped his whole being.

Wen Xiaoai withdrew her gaze from the door of the operating room, and turned to Shangguan Yu on the operating table.

Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips, walked forward, and then directly lifted the white cloth covering Shangguan Yu's body.

Seeing Shangguan Yu closing his eyes tightly, Wen Xiaoai felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Although Shangguan Yu said bad things about her and was old-fashioned Jun Moyan, she actually didn't hate him at all.

He is actually very kind, and he is also very kind to Jun Moyan and her.

Shangguan Yu's mother and father are also very kind to them.

The small bell on the wrist trembled slightly, and a white phantom appeared.

"elder sister."

Baozi looked at Wen Xiaoai, then at Shangguan Yu.

"……steamed stuffed bun."

"Sister, do you want to save him?" Although it was a doubt, it was more of an affirmation.

"I don't want to, but I must. If he dies, Jun Moyan will be very sad. I don't want him to die, and I don't want Jun Moyan to be sad."

"Saving the dead, this is a matter of changing fate against the sky." Baozi was a little worried.

Leaving aside whether Wen Xiaoai has the ability to save people, if Pluto finds out, he will be punished and lose his life.

"I saved good people."

"Pluto doesn't care if you save good people or bad people. If you delay the affairs of ghosts and disrupt the rules of life and death, you will lose your life at least, and you will be punished by heaven."

"He dares!" When little princess Wen Xiaoai's temper came out, no one took it seriously. After a pause, she said: "Anyway, I live a long life, and it's okay to live a few decades less."

"Sister, life and death are fates, people will die sooner or later, he can still be reincarnated after going to the underworld, you don't have to take risks for him..."

He was terribly afraid of Pluto, and this fear from the depths of his soul made him have to stop Wen Xiaoai from making mistakes and taking risks.

"It's not that serious. There are tens of thousands of ghosts in the underworld, and there are so many new ghosts to report every day. If he is missing, he will not be discovered. At worst, I will ask the patriarch's grandmother to intercede with Hades, and Hades will give this to you." Save face. Anyway, I want to save him, I don't want Jun Moyan to be sad."

Wen Xiaoai didn't want to say so much, she had already made up her mind to save him.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai had already made up her mind, Baozi knew it would be useless to say more, so she could only follow her heart.

"He has not been dead for a long time, and his soul has not yet left the body. In another half a stick of incense, the ghost will come to seduce the soul."