That figure also stared at Ming Wuyan, at first he was expressionless, but gradually, his expression seemed to ease a little, and he walked towards her.
"Little Yan'er, why are you here?"
Ming Wuyan choked up for a moment before saying, "Why are you here? Am I blind?"
How could Youqin appear in the Calamity River in the Soul Realm
Youqin stretched out her hand, touched her soul with a smile, "No, I came out to find my incomplete soul, it exists on this island, but I can't save it, and I'm worried that there is no soul willing to help me."
Ming Wuyan was taken aback, "Why is no one willing to help you?"
Youqin looked at the little girl she loved so much in front of her with a very complicated expression, it was really a surprise to see her here.
Could it be God's will in the dark that sent his little Yan'er to him!
"Xiao Yan'er, help me!" You Qin stretched out her hand and pulled her ashore, leading her to the island.
Ming Wuyan found that she couldn't resist Youqin's approach when she was in the state of spirit, and his spirit could actually hold her hand, but there was no warm feeling.
She followed Youqin towards the island for a while, and then she saw a man who looked exactly like Youqin. He was sitting in one place and drawing, repeating an action all the time.
Ming Wuyan walked over to take a look, and found that this Youqin painted her portrait, but she was wearing modern clothes in this portrait.
Beside Youqin, there are already a lot of paintings, and Ming Wuyan is shocked, looking at those paintings page by page...
There is only one character in these paintings, and that is her. However, the expressions of these characters are full of joys, sorrows and sorrows, and the costumes are also different. It is clear that she was in different periods of modern times...
Looking at these paintings, Ming Wuyan felt sore in her heart...
This is how much I like a person, so I can remember a person so clearly!
You Qin saw that Xiao Yan'er's eyes were moist, and he rubbed her head lightly, "Xiao Yan'er, try to wake him up, maybe he only listens to you."
Ming Wuyan looked up at Youqin next to her, and took the paintbrush from that person's hand directly and roughly, "Look at me!"
Youqin in the painting raised her head blankly, looked at her fixedly, seemed a little dazed at first, then said after a long time: "Yes, she must be so beautiful in ancient clothes!"