Perhaps, some things can be faked, but when Zhan Yuan did all this, his eyes still stayed on Yi Xingtian's face, the deep affection, nostalgia, and reluctance in those eyes absolutely couldn't be faked.
"I'll save her, you can stop now." Mu Hanyan took a deep breath and said.
Although I said that I owe nothing to Yi Xingtian, but seeing her life and death, how could Mu Hanyan stand idly by.
In fact, if it wasn't for being wary of Zhan Yuan, maybe she would have made a move long ago.
With a thought, the Qiankun seal of life and death opened again.
Not only Ye Yanran, Feng Qingyu and others all appeared in the hall.
"Let's start." Everyone in the Qiankun Seal of Life and Death has seen what happened just now, so she doesn't need to explain anything.
Ye Yanran nodded and began to chant softly.
She didn't try to dissuade Mu Hanyan, because with the awakening of the blood, the memory in the reincarnation gradually awakened, and the entanglement between herself and Mu Hanyan in the previous life had reappeared in her mind, so she knew, Mu Hanyan will definitely save Yi Xingtian, just like she once saved herself at any cost.
Feng Qingyu and the others didn't persuade her either. One was because they knew what Mu Hanyan had decided, and it was difficult for them to change it. The other was because they were touched by Zhan Yuan's actions just now.
However, they still surrounded the surroundings, holding the hilts of their swords, guarding against Zhan Yuan. No matter how affectionate Zhan Yuan is for Yi Xingtian, even if he can risk his life for Yi Xingtian, he and Mu Hanyan are always enemies and not friends, and he has to guard against them.
Following Ye Yanran's singing, a ray of brilliant sunlight fell on the crystal coffin and penetrated in like a colorful cocoon, wrapping Yi Xingtian in it. However, there was no change in Yi Xingtian's body, there was still no vitality, and he couldn't feel any vitality.
Mu Hanyan's chanting also sounded, and then, the gorgeous glow became more and more intense, and a faint golden light appeared among the five colors.
Mu Hanyan hit the crystal coffin, crossed the sword edge with her finger, and a line of blood dripped towards Yi Xingtian's forehead. In an instant, the line of blood turned into brilliant gold, like mist dispersed, and even the colorful light cocoon , all became golden.
At the same time, Mu Hanyan's divine martial soul appeared behind him.
"Tianlin, God heals!" Ye Yanran finally sang the last song and played the last hand move. Mu Hanyan's hymn to life also ended the last syllable at the same time. The coordination was so tacit and perfect.
The golden light surged towards Yi Xingtian's body. Everyone saw that a phantom that was exactly the same as herself appeared outside her body, slowly sank and merged into her body, and a faint smile appeared on her face that seemed to be carved out of jade. Blush, a touch of vitality also quietly appeared on her body.
Mu Hanyan's face gradually turned pale, and the golden blood line was still turning into thousands of golden rays of light, merging into Yi Xingtian's body, and the martial spirit behind him gradually became illusory.
Obviously, if Yi Xingtian was rescued with her own divine blood and divine martial soul, she would inevitably suffer severe damage to her vitality, and even her strength would be greatly affected.
But there was a gratified smile on her face. Yi Xingtian is her friend after all, and she has no complaints or regrets in doing all this, and she has no regrets in her heart.
Mu Hanyan's expression became more and more tired, while the vitality in Yi Xingtian's body became stronger and stronger.