However, the godlike man remained calm as before, without even blinking, as if he was not aware of the alluring spring scenery. He looked at her calmly for a while before retracting his gaze and fixing his eyes on the naked woman.
Two identical faces, one is a person, the other is a soul, but they are separated from one person. But why can't her soul return to her body
So he reached out his hand and took her pulse and checked it carefully.
At this time, Wanyan Qianhua, who found it interesting, moved her eyes slightly, and she floated up and came to sit next to Xiaoyao Jun lightly. She put her hand on his shoulder as if her body was soft and boneless, and leaned softly against him.
"Huh? I could actually touch you?" She thought she could pass through, but unexpectedly she could touch him. This made her feel a little strange.
She has no physical body now, just a spirit. Logically, she cannot touch people, but unexpectedly, she can touch him. Is there anything special about this person
She couldn't help but look at him with her head slightly tilted. However, she was half leaning on Jun Jueshang, but he brushed her away lightly. Her whole body flew up and fell back on the couch. Before she could speak, Jun Jueshang's unique and clear voice came over.
"A restless ghost."
Wanyan Qianhua chuckled when she heard this: "Who said I'm a ghost? I'm just a soul." Then, she glanced with her beautiful eyes and asked: "Xiaoyao Jun, why can't I return to my body?"
"Are you from the Wanyan family?" He stood up and turned around, walked towards the couch with his hands behind his back, and stopped in front of Wanyan Qianhua.
How could he see through her without even announcing her identity? Wanyan Qianhua's eyes flickered as she smiled charmingly, "Mr. Xiaoyao is really smart. He guessed it right at once." As she spoke, she stood up from the couch and stood in front of him in a lazy and powerless manner, but she bowed to him solemnly.
"Wanyan Qianhua thanks Xiaoyao Jun for saving my life."
She knew that if he hadn't saved her, she probably wouldn't be alive now. Well, although she seemed half dead now, there was nothing she could do.
Jun Jueshang looked at her with calm eyes and a cold and indifferent expression. It was unknown what he was thinking about. After a long time, he turned around and walked out without saying a word.
Seeing this, Wanyan Qianhua hurriedly followed, and in a flash she was beside him. Fearing that her unstable soul power would be blown away by the wind, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
Jun Jueshang, who was walking out, paused, turned his head halfway to glance at the transparent hand on his sleeve, then slowly looked up, his eyes falling on Wanyan Qianhua's face.
"Let go." The voice was flat and calm, without any ups and downs.
"I'm bored staying here, so I'll follow you outside to have a look. If I don't hold your sleeve, I'm afraid my soul power will be blown away by the strong wind."
As she spoke, she looked at him with a smile in her beautiful eyes, as if she didn't see his cold face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry! Others can't see me."
However, Jun Jueshang did not give her the chance to hold her. He flicked his sleeves and sent Wanyan Qianhua back to the bamboo house, then left.
Seeing this, Wanyan Qianhua lay back on the couch, her beautiful eyes half-closed, she lifted a strand of hair and smiled charmingly: "Jun Jueshang? The Xiaoyao Sword Master of the Xiaoyao Sect, how interesting."