Wu Rong's words, hearing Gu Jin's ears, couldn't help but make her frown, with a dazed look on her face.
The latter didn't mean to explain. He raised his foot and walked to the main hall. His steps were slow, and every step was extremely difficult, and his figure was unstable.
Gu Jin narrowed his eyes and followed.
She had just walked a few steps, when a powerful pressure came from the main hall, Gu Jin's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but release his spiritual power to make a gesture of self-protection.
The aura in the hall was too strong, even she felt her life was threatened.
She raised her eyes and looked towards the main hall. In the hall, the spirit vault surrounded by golden light was floating in the center of the hall, with a painful and pale complexion.
Gu Jin's indifferent expression changed slightly, his eyes showed worry, and he frowned tightly.
Regardless of the threat to her own life, she walked towards the main hall step by step under strong coercion.
Wu Rong stood at the entrance of the hall, did not take a step into the hall, his body was too weak to bear it.
However, seeing Gu Jin walk in, his eyes showed some appreciation.
Sweeping towards her with a tense expression, his indifferent expression softened a lot because of the worry in his senior brother's eyes, and he said with a low smile, "You are very affectionate."
One must know that the strong coercion erupted by the senior brother receiving the memory of a thousand years is the cultivation level of the peak of Huashen, and those who are lower than Yuanying's cultivation level can't stand it at all.
Gu Jin's current cultivation base is only at the golden core stage, and she can walk with the pain of being impacted on the four meridians and eight meridians, which shows that her friendship with her senior brother is not low.
Gu Jin ignored Wu Rong's jokes or temptations, her eyes were fixed on the people in the hall.
The golden light around Ling Qiong gradually faded, his expression was no longer in pain, but his face was still as pale as paper.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, staining his delicate and picturesque face with a touch of soul-stirring beauty, pale, weak and attractive.
Ling Qiong, under the gaze of Gu Jin and Wu Rong, suddenly opened his eyes, with a bright light shining in them, containing a bit of fierceness.
As soon as Ling Qiong finished receiving the memory, she inadvertently released a ruthless gaze, facing Gu Jin who was standing outside the hall, the sadness hidden deep in her eyes quickly spread.
"Girl..."
His voice trembled, and the sadness and sorrow deep in his face and eyes made people think that he was about to shed tears.
Gu Jinha had never seen the always powerful Lingqiong look so sad.
For some reason, Ling Qiong's moody, ruthless and sad side actually gave Gu Jin a sense of déjà vu in his soul, and he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to hug him.
Gu Jin stood at the door of the hall, uncontrollably walking towards Lingqiong step by step.
Wu Rong, who was standing outside the hall in white, looked cold, staring at the two people who were approaching, sighed softly, turned around and walked to the steps outside the hall to stand.
He turned his back to the main hall, with his hands behind his back, looking like a fairy.
In the main hall, Gu Jin walked up to Ling Qiong.
She stared at the man in front of her with familiar eyebrows and eyes, and her heart ached.
Gu Jin raised his hands, gently stroked Ling Qiong's picturesque and delicate face, and said hoarsely, "Ling Qiong, what did you do?"
The spirit of the man in front of him became weak and almost transparent, and his pale complexion was clearly visible.
Whether it was his sad look, the reluctance and affection in his eyes, it made Gu Jin feel uneasy.
Ling Qiong raised his hand, held Gu Jin's hand that was stroking his eyebrows, and answered the wrong question: "Girl, An Mingji's remaining three souls are in Qingyunzong."
"..."
Gu Jin opened his eyes wide, and a moment of surprise flashed across his face, which quickly disappeared.
If the Three Souls of An Mingji were in Qingyun Sect, then Ling Qiong would have to leave too.
For An Mingji to wake up, he needs three souls and seven souls to return to his place.
Now that the three souls and seven souls are gathered together, Gu Jin is very clear about what will happen next.
Her body trembled, and she stood in front of Ling Qiong, unable to speak a word.
In her heart, there was not only the surprise of An Mingji's three souls and seven souls gathering, but also the reluctance that Ling Qiong was about to leave her.
Venerable Xuanling, the number one person in the spiritual world thousands of years ago, and even the number one handsome man that countless female monks flock to.
But he gave Luo Yu all his heart.
Wu Rong had just told her that Venerable Xuanling had fought for her in desperation by stepping on the land of the sea of blood for her sake.
She is the one that Ling Qiong will protect even at the expense of distraction.
What did this man do.
How could Gu Jin not feel the memories sealed up thousands of years ago, the little things she got along with each other in the past two years, and Ling Qiong's careful care for her.
She shook Ling Qiong's hand back, staring straight at him with bottomless black eyes.
"Ling Qiong, what have you done in the past thousand years?"
In the land of the sea of blood, the pain of distraction, the two-year guardianship has always been for only one person.
Now that he was leaving, Gu Jin's heart ached as if being torn apart.
There are some things that she can no longer pretend to be stupid.
Standing on Qingyunzong with both feet, Gu Jin couldn't tell whether she was Luo Yu from the millennium or Gu Jin.
Or, they have always been the same person.
Gu Jin's eyes looked directly at Ling Qiong's gentle and doting eyes, and his eyes overflowed with persistent light.
Ling Qiong lowered his head, touched Gu Jin's forehead with his forehead, stared at the sadness and entanglement clearly visible in the bottom of her eyes, and smiled: "Girl, everything I do is for our future, you have to remember , I am the Venerable Xuanling who accidentally lost you thousands of years ago, and I am also An Mingji who loves you deeply in this life."
"Aren't you going to tell me?" Gu Jin's mouth was sour, and his heart throbbed slightly.
That's not what she was asking.
"There are some words and some things. It is meaningless to say it from my distracted mouth without a body. You haven't yet figured out who I am. Telling you, you will only push me further."
Ling Qiong approached forward, and his lips were lightly imprinted on Gu Jin's face: "Girl, I am very happy to be with you these two years, and I am even more surprised that you treat An Mingji like your life, three lives and three generations, you love me like you Fate, how can I not be happy."
The water in Gu Jin's eyes was smooth, and the tears ran across his face and fell on the jade floor of the main hall.
It's different, in her heart, Ling Qiong is the Venerable Xuanling, and An Mingji is the wolf cub raised by her.
Ling Qiong no longer told her once or twice that he was An Mingji and An Mingji was him.
But she never confused them.
"Girl, don't cry."
Her tears made Ling Qiong's heart ache, and he raised his hand to wipe it gently for her.
Gu Jin also wanted to hold back, but the tears in her eyes couldn't be controlled at all.
Tears wiped more and more, Lingqiong stopped the movement of his hands, and he sighed in a low voice: "Girl, why are you crying now? If I wake up completely, your tears can drown the sea."
"?"
Gu Jin raised his eyes and looked at him puzzled.
Ling Qiong raised his eyebrows slightly, his handsome face no longer had the sad look it had before.
He lifted Gu Jin's chin with his hand, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "I said it before, when I wake up, I will tear you apart and let you bear children for me. I owe you a thousand years ago." In my bridal chamber, I will definitely get back every bit of the forbearance I endured in my previous and present lives."