Chapter 1964: The Road to the Ghost (8)

When Qu Lingyue stepped into the carriage, her eyes fell on Jun Wuxie at the last second, and she said goodbye silently.

At the same time, Bai Yunxian was sitting in the carriage, looking at Mo Qianyuan who was sitting by the window, her eyes fell on him, hiding an unknown emotion, but there was a trace of helplessness in that emotion, Just like the way he looked at Jun Wuxie through the car window at this moment.

Jun Wuxie and Jun Wuyao stood side by side outside the city, watching the 50,000 troops from the Lower Three Realms, their relatives and companions leave.

The mighty brigade headed towards the ray of sky where the sun was setting, and gradually disappeared from Jun Wuxie's sight.

That night, Jun Wuxie slept very deeply. In her dream, she seemed to have returned to the lower three realms, back to Prince Lin's Mansion. She seemed to see Jun Xian sitting in the hall with a kind smile on his face, as if seeing There is an extra soul named "Father" behind him.

This night, Jun Wuyao couldn't sleep peacefully for a long time, he sat in the yard under the darkness with his brows tightly furrowed.

"My lord, is the young lady's soul..." Ye Mei looked at Jun Wuyao's expression, and asked a little worriedly.

With Jun Wuyao's strength, how can you feel tired after helping a few people to extract their souls?

There must be something wrong with the eldest lady's soul.

"Xiao Xie'er is the same as me." Jun Wuyao raised his head suddenly, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, there was a touch of joy in his troubled eyes.

He finally understood why, after such a short time together, he couldn't leave her any longer.

Originally, they were the same.

"What?" Ye Mei was slightly taken aback.

"This matter must not be spread to outsiders, and you are not allowed to mention it to her." Jun Wuyao ordered with sharp eyes.

Ye Mei immediately knelt down and said, "Obey."

In the morning of the second day, Jun Wuyao came to Jun Wuxie's room, Jun Wuxie made preparations early on, and seeing Jun Wuyao walk into the room, she was already eager to try.

"Is it okay for today?" Jun Wuxie was still regretting the failure of yesterday's soul separation.

Jun Wuyao nodded.

"Give me your hand." Jun Wuyao said suddenly.

Jun Wuxie was a little puzzled, but still did as she did, putting her small white hand on Jun Wuyao's palm.

A sharp dagger appeared in Jun Wuyao's hand at some point, and a part of the dagger touched Jun Wuxie's wrist, drawing a shallow blood mark vertically, traces of blood overflowed from the wound, the wound was very shallow , Jun Wuxie didn't feel any pain.

Jun Wuyao stained Jun Wuxie's blood with her fingertips, and drew a symbol between her eyebrows.

"That's it..." Jun Wuxie still wanted to ask something, but in an instant, a burst of dizziness hit her face, and she lost consciousness in an instant and fell into Jun Wuyao's arms.

Jun Wuyao half-closed her eyes and looked at Jun Wuxie who had fallen asleep. Under his gaze, Jun Wuxie's body became transparent little by little, and the clothes she wore seemed to lose their support and fell to the ground directly.

"Yezi." Jun Wuyao said coldly.

The Yeju who was guarding outside heard Jun Wuyao's voice, and immediately put the painted clothes with Jun Wuxie's birth date on them in a copper basin and burned them completely. Wear it on Jun Wuxie's body.

When Jun Wuxie woke up faintly, she found that her soul had come out of her body at some point, and the little black cat was lying on her side, and Jun Wuyao was sitting on the side looking at it thoughtfully. she.