Gu Jin's complex emotions of reluctance, sadness, etc. all disappeared because of Ling Qiong's words.
She stared in disbelief at the man in front of her with picturesque eyebrows, graceful and luxurious, and full of reserve like a fairy.
It's impossible to believe that this person can say this matter so blatantly.
Gu Jin no longer cried sadly, his expression was dazed, and Ling Qiong's brows and eyes softened.
His brows moved slightly, his eyes moved, and his bright peach blossom eyes curved up.
This smile is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, almost no one in the world can resist such a beautiful smile.
When the two looked at each other and their eyes were entangled with each other, a sound of displeasure and distress intervened.
"Brother, since your memory has returned, can you get rid of the three things in the side hall, because they are about to lose all my hair."
Wu Rong walked into the hall with a very helpless tone, and even brushed his black hair.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the irritability hidden in his tone.
Wu Rong, who can be as elegant as a banished fairy, can see that the three things in his mouth really give him a headache.
Hearing this, Ling Qiong's eyes darkened.
He raised his eyes, looked at Gu Jin in front of him, reached out and took her hand: "Girl, I'll take you to find the remaining three souls of An Mingji."
Without giving Gu Jin a chance to speak, he dragged people to the side hall.
Wu Rong stared at the clenched hands of the two, with a calm complexion and a somewhat heavy and complicated look in his eyes.
Seeing the two people's backs going away, he raised his heels and followed them.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
"Crack!!!"
"boom!!!"
The three of them had just approached the side hall when they heard crackling noises coming from inside.
It was as if some ferocious beast was imprisoned in the temple and wreaked havoc inside.
Standing under the peach blossom tree in front of the courtyard of the side hall, Wu Rong quietly looked at Ling Qiong and Gu Jin, with an inscrutable smile on her thin lips.
"Senior Brother, Fairy Luo Yu, the 'person' you want is inside."
Ling Qiong, Gu Jin's eyes stared at the side hall in front of him, the light in his eyes was like ink.
Ling Qiong slowly let go of Gu Jin's hand, a warm smile appeared on his charming and handsome face, his eyes were gentle, like a ray of sunshine after the rain.
He said softly: "Girl, go, take them away."
Who they are is nothing more than An Mingji's Three Souls.
As for where to take it away, it is nothing more than space, merging with the body.
Gu Jin lowered his eyes, staring at her empty palms, feeling a little empty in his heart.
She raised her head, eyes sinking like water: "What about you?"
"I'm right here." Ling Qiong raised her head and patted her head: "Settle them down, come find me again, go."
He stretched out his hand and pushed Gu Jin's body, making her take a step in the direction of Piandian.
Gu Jin didn't look back, and walked towards the chaotic side hall with heavy steps.
She stepped on the steps and stood at the door of the side hall, but she didn't open the door for a long time.
Unable to hold back, Gu Jin turned her head.
She turned her head and saw Ling Qiong standing in the middle of the courtyard, looking at her tenderly.
He is dressed in a red dress like fire, with fluttering sleeves, jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, behind him is the beautiful scenery of Qingyun Sect, like a fairyland on earth, Lingqiong itself's outstanding appearance and graceful and luxurious demeanor make everyone around All views are eclipsed.
Gu Jin only glanced at it, then looked away.
She raised her hand and pushed open the door of the side hall in front of her, and she had a panoramic view of the scenery inside.
The hall was in a mess, and three men with the same outstanding appearance were fighting fiercely.
They were full of hostility, with paranoid and sullen expressions on their faces, like a raging lion.
When the three of them saw Gu Jin appearing, their expressions all changed.
It's like when a primary school student sees a teacher, he immediately stops and becomes obedient.
Gu Jin lifted his foot and stepped into the side hall.
Standing under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, Wu Rong had a panoramic view of everything that happened in the side hall, his dark eyes were half-closed, and his sleeves were lifted slightly.
The door of the side hall not far away slammed shut.
"puff!"
This time, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The palace door was closed, and Ling Qiong slowly withdrew his gaze.
He frowned, and glanced at his junior brother, Wu Rong, who was standing not far away, under the peach blossom tree.
The eyes of the two senior brothers collided in the void, without Gu Jin, Wu Rong no longer held on.
He half-kneeled on the ground trembling all over, supporting his body so as not to fall.
"Brother, you have hurt me."
Wu Rong stretched out his hand to pull his clothes back, revealing his empty chest.
Ling Qiong was not surprised by this at all, and his brows did not move at all.
He walked towards Wu Rong with a calm expression, no more tenderness and pampering towards Gu Jinshi.
Ling Qiong stepped forward, helped Wu Rong up from the ground, stared at the abnormally blooming peach blossoms in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Is your heart under this tree?"
It is better to say that it is a question than an affirmative tone.
The peach blossom tree in the side hall of Qingyun Sect never blooms once every ten thousand years, and Wu Rong stepped into the courtyard of the side hall and immediately rushed to the peach blossom tree.
Standing under the tree, his pale and weak expression eased slightly.
There are three souls of An Mingji in the side hall, just listening to their trembling in the hall, one knows that it is not easy to control them.
Also in the main hall, his sealed memories of thousands of years ago are all suppressed by the formation under the peach blossom tree.
Wu Rong raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and nodded slightly: "Yes."
Ling Qiong frowned and looked at him: "Why is this so? With your skill, it is enough to last for a thousand years."
Wu Rong smiled wryly and shook his head: "How can we ordinary people resist the suppression of heaven? In the seventh hundred years, my cultivation began to fail, so I had to set up an array to guard it.
Especially in the past two years, when the Piandian Formation was opened, the three souls were imprisoned inside, and they fought hard every day. The drag on my body was getting worse day by day. To collect my body. "
Ling Qiong sighed softly, "Thank you for your hard work."
Wu Rong shook his head: "Everything is coming to an end, please brother get me a heart."
"Wait!"
Ling Qiong let go of Wu Rong's body, stood in front of the peach blossom tree, palms facing the sky, and rose slowly from low to high.
Following his movements, the peach blossom tree broke out of the ground.
The trees that bloomed full of peach blossoms immediately withered, and the peach blossoms withered in an instant, slowly falling to the ground, and the petals disappeared without a trace.
The peach blossom tree broke through the ground, and a faint golden light shone from the soil.
Ling Qiong waved his sleeves, and the peach blossom tree was thrown not far away.
A bloody heart surrounded by golden light flew out of the soil.
This is a heart that has been cultivated at the stage of transformation into a god, and it reveals a powerful force from the inside out.
The heart has been buried in the soil for three hundred years, and it will run around as soon as it is unearthed.
The light in Lingqiong's eyes was as sharp as a knife, and he raised his hand quickly, grabbing the restless heart that had been freed.
"Boom!!!"
A flash of lightning pierced the void, followed by thunder rolling in.
The space between the sky and the earth quickly darkened, as if a thunder disaster was approaching.
Disregarding the mutiny of heaven and earth, Ling Qiong slowly walked in front of Wu Rong holding the heart that belonged to his junior.