At the same time, in China and other places.
Nine huge burial pits have been dug up, and workers are still processing the bones inside.
A powerful force suddenly struck, but when it swept over these dry bones, it gradually turned into a gentle caress.
The bones turned into dust and disappeared from the burial pit, as if all the unwillingness had been appeased, they disappeared into the sky.
When the staff saw such a scene, they were stunned.
But after a while, only empty pits remained.
Those bones disappeared completely.
Zhi Mengmeng was still dealing with the scene, and when she saw such a scene, she felt a strange wave in her heart.
She swallowed her throat, only feeling empty in her heart.
The expression was a bit complicated, she was thinking, is it Qiao Jin
No one could do such a thing except her.
Everyone in the imperial capital also felt that something was wrong. People kept calling Qiao Jin, but no one answered.
Above the vortex, the surging dazzling light almost made everything under surveillance lose its color.
They don't know what it is or how it came about.
The roar of unwillingness gradually disappeared, the cracks were gradually filled up, the surging vortex became smaller and smaller, but the bodies of Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing gradually became transparent.
Her eyes were blurred, she filled her mind with a lot of things in an instant, and seemed to lose a lot of things in an instant.
Devouring was stripped from her body, and she could clearly feel the feeling of loss.
The warm body suddenly hugged her tightly, and she heard him whispering softly in her ear: "No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."
It was still that gentle tone, never changed.
Qiao Jin curled his lips into a smile, and let out a "hmm".
This is the last sound.
With a "bang", the ball of light became dazzling, and in the end everything was not shaken too much, like a ball bursting at once, but it did not cause huge consequences, it just turned into a burst of rays of light between heaven and earth, and then disappeared suddenly.
The vortex finally returned to calm, as if nothing had appeared, and it had never appeared in the first place.
Faintly, it seems that the thinking of the rules can still be heard.
Rules: [Why don't you say they don't want to come back?]
Time: [Maybe they are sick. Human beings have been around for a long time, and they have been infected with human problems]
Rules: [Yes, they are sick.]
Calm has been restored in the Pacific Ocean, and all those monitoring things have resumed their functions.
They rushed to search for clues, but saw that there were no signs of the storm in the Pacific Ocean.
The weather was clear and the sun was shining just right. It seemed that nothing had appeared. The vortex not long ago seemed to be their hallucination.
Something disappears, yet something remains.
The haze that had been pressing on the spiritualist's heart for many days was suddenly swept away, and he was relieved of his burden. There was an indescribable relief.
Mo Jiang, who was thousands of miles away, looked ugly.
Fan Zhaoyao hadn't awakened yet at this time, she realized something, and asked, "Did something happen?"
Mo Jiang looked up at the sky, there seemed to be some faint water in his eyes: "No."
She didn't understand that stuff, she just knew that someone disappeared.
Fan Zhaoyao frowned, he didn't understand Mo Jiang's emotions, he just sensed that she was in a bad mood.
Just persuaded: "It's nothing, it will be fine."