Even Muyan, who is used to seeing the wind and rain and considers himself a hard-hearted person, couldn't help but her eyes turned red.
She closed her eyes and slowly sat down cross-legged on top of the ruins.
The Heavenly Demon Qin appeared on her lap, and her ten fingers moved slowly.
[Holy One's Benevolence]Activate!
But this time, it's not about giving the vitality of the world and the vitality of the body to the dying person.
Instead, it is excessively given to those innocent souls floating in the air.
The sound of the piano is like a stream, washing away the city soaked in crime, blood and tears.
The sound of the piano is like a breeze, blowing over the scarred bodies and souls of these women.
The sound of the piano is like sunshine, shining to every corner, dispelling the darkness and ushering in the light.
The benevolence of the saints benefits the world.
I exchange my lifespan for you to break away from the shackles and reincarnate.
I've come to fulfill my promise and take you... home.
The lingering piano sound is getting louder and more moving.
Countless energies flew into the void from the Tianmoqin, entangled with something, washed away little by little, and blended together little by little.
Suddenly, something fluttered and fell from the sky.
The woman in Fusang City couldn't help raising her head, and stared blankly through her tearful eyes.
Suddenly, snowflakes began to float in the sky.
No, that's not a snowflake.
White, crystal clear, as dew as snow.
When you reach out to pick it up, it will drift away like fog.
That's... a purified soul.
Muyan's face was pale, and beads of sweat wet the temples on her forehead.
But she didn't care at all, looking at more and more "flying snow" floating down in the void.
There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the sound of the piano flowing out from between his fingers became more and more mellow and gentle.
Even if the spiritual power in the body is almost exhausted.
Even if you have to use enough lifespan to compensate.
She doesn't care either.
Because she promised these people that she would set them free and send them home.
Suddenly, Muyan felt someone lightly touch her cheek.
Then, a faint voice was heard in the ear.
Gentle, distant, as if from the horizon.
"Jun Muyan, thank you..."
Second hit!
"Thank you… "
The third time!
"Thank you for setting us free..."
"Thank you for keeping your promise."
"Our nightmare... is over too."
With that click, it was like a kiss-like touch.
Countless "snowflakes" began to change directions and float towards her.
A strange energy poured into Muyan's body.
Replenish all the life energy she consumed, and re-condense her exhausted spiritual power.
Until, the last "snowflake" also merged into her body.
Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be echoes of "thank you" and "goodbye".
Muyan slowly stopped her hand playing the piano, and pressed her palm to her chest.
With a slight movement of her consciousness, a crystal clear bead like a teardrop appeared in her palm.
Muyan can feel that this bead contains powerful energy.
But this energy is not spiritual power, not profound power, not magical power, not immortal power, not even divine power.
What exactly is this energy
Muyan was holding the bead in doubt, when suddenly the happy voices of Xiaoyaomen came from below.
"Sixth Senior Sister, are you alright?"
"Junior Junior Sister, it's great that you weren't injured!"
The six people from Xiaoyaomen landed in front of her, happily looking at her intact.
However, the eyes of Luo Yu, Ling Yusheng and Leng Yumo were all red, obviously they had cried.