Up to now, the one-horned mandrill didn't say a word, he just felt that he was the one who really delayed her and harmed her, if he didn't make up his own mind and speak clearly...
Maybe not this result.
But it's too late to say anything now. In order to keep Yuan Jingmei living in this world, he has already consumed enough and has long been overwhelmed. It's not so easy to change his fate against the sky.
He should feel the pain, but because he has already lost his cultivation base, and with the feelings in his heart, he doesn't feel much anymore. He just feels that since he became conscious, his life has been an absurd life.
The one-horned mandrill had nothing to say without speaking, squatted down, put Yuan Jingmei's ashes on her body, turned her head to look at Jiang Xinrui and said, "You promised me, right? I have been drinking human blood for thousands of years, and I have my own blood essence. I will condense these on the stone statue and give it to you. Although it is not very useful, if you are in danger, I can somewhat resist it for you and delay time."
"This is the last thing I can do. If I can have an afterlife, I will definitely repay you! Don't forget that I delayed her by sending her to reincarnation. I am afraid that the underworld will not accept her. She has no soul... "
After the one-horned mandrill finished speaking, he saw Jiang Xinrui nodding his head slightly, his eyes finally lowered, and the appearance of the young man in auspicious white clothes also disappeared in front of Jiang Xinrui and the others.
He didn't know what heart to use to talk to Yuan Jingmei, the only thing he could do was to use everything he could use to send her off for the last time.
When the one-horned mandrill disappeared, a trace of red light permeated his body, and the red light seemed to be guided, and condensed into a small stone statue the size of a palm, similar to the person Jiang Xinrui and others saw at the beginning. The height is exactly the same, it is the stone elephant of the one-horned mandrill, but it is a reduced version.
The little stone statue had aura, suspended in mid-air, and stood firmly in front of Jiang Xinrui's eyes.
Looking at the stone statue in front of him, Jiang Xinrui didn't stay silent for a long time. He just reached out to take it, and put it in his hand to make a pendant. However, after seeing the whole process of the formation of this "pendant", Jiang Xinrui suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"Rui'er, do you really want to stay? Both his and Yuan Jingmei's ashes are gone, so they should be integrated here... Besides, although the one-horned mandrill said that just now, it's not necessarily true. Shu Ling said, the world of the one-horned mandrill It will be formed everywhere, because it is transformed by the spirit of war and death, and its temperament is generally extreme. As the years go by, the resentment will become deeper. Although some can indeed make people rich and powerful, but they have to pay a huge price... "
"It doesn't feel safe when you take him with you. If our consciences are uneasy, we can just take care of Yuan Jingmei's affairs. It can be regarded as some merit. It doesn't matter how much it is. It is also helpful. Besides, it is what he said. This is not the case. Just let it go, I can protect you in the future."
Chifeng looked at Jiang Xinrui holding the miniature version of the one-horned mandrill, feeling a little complicated, firstly because she saw the one-horned mandrill and Yuan Jingmei missed, and more because she was worried about Jiang Xinrui, and seeing that Jiang Xinrui wanted other boys to go Take care, no matter what happened to that boy, Chi Feng felt a little sour.
Anyway, Jiang Xinrui is not bad for this blessing.
"Although my younger brother can't really protect you well, other than this, I still agree with his other words. You should stop wearing this thing. It's unavoidable for him to bring resentment... I'm afraid it will affect you. .”