Feng Sujin shouted Jun Mohan's name, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
She stared at the sky almost without blinking, thinking about Jun Mohan, and tears began to well up from the corners of her eyes.
It wasn't until her vision blurred that Feng Sujin realized she was crying.
She decisively wiped away her tears and continued to watch without blinking.
She was very nervous. No one knew that her heart was like a string. With a slight touch, the string might break. It was as if she had no breath and her heart could not beat.
Feng Sujin held her hands tightly, and her palms were sweating a lot.
Just when Feng Sujin was nervous, a woman's figure gradually appeared in the light soaring into the sky.
She had long hair and was dressed in fairy clothes. She appeared floating in the air, giving the air a soft atmosphere.
Feng Sujin looked at the woman's figure, and her expression changed. It was the soul of the piano, the remaining soul power on Fengming Qin.
When she was on the second level, she was in danger once. Qinhun appeared and saved her. After saving her, she disappeared directly.
At that time, Qinhun also said that they would meet in the future.
Is this the time to meet
Why would she know
She still remembered that when the piano soul was about to disappear, when he looked at her, his eyes had a special meaning.
Not seeing Jun Mohan, Feng Sujin's heart ached and her eyes dimmed, but when she looked at Qin Hun, she was filled with too many doubts.
The woman landed on the piano, then stepped on the piano and slowly fell down. She came to Feng Sujin.
When she looked at Feng Sujin, her eyes were so soft, "Sujin."
Feng Sujin opened her mouth, "Qinhun, is that you?"
The woman smiled gently at Feng Sujin, "Well, it's me. I said we will meet again."
Feng Sujin had too many doubts in her heart, "This... what is going on? Mo Han, do you know where he went?"
As soon as the word Mo Han was mentioned, Feng Sujin's heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, and she was so suffocated.
It was as if countless needles were pricking her heart.
Her throat was also choked, and she couldn't hold back her emotions and was about to cry.
But she held her hands tightly and tried to control her emotions. She still had many questions to ask Qin Hun.
As she spoke, she looked at Qin Hun expectantly, wanting her to tell her where Mo Han was.
Jun Mohan disappeared, and she was about to collapse.
She has also managed to hold on until now.
She never rested, and she didn't seem tired.
Qinhun looked at Feng Sujin's white hair and her painful and desperate expression, with a light of distress in her eyes.
She took out a kerchief and gave it to Feng Sujin to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.
The woman said: "Don't worry, the God of Creation is still alive, he is not dead."
Hearing such affirmative words from Qin Hun, Feng Sujin cried with joy, covering her face and crying.
Sobbing, she doubled over and sobbed.
He was crying so hard that he was out of breath, alive, he was still alive, just alive, just alive.
Feng Sujin smiled, with a smile on her lips, but tears were streaming down her face, crying like a child.
Qinhun sighed and said: "Don't cry. Mr. Jun definitely doesn't want to see you cry. If he knows you cry, his soul will hurt."
When Feng Sujin heard this, she quickly wiped away her tears with her hands, "I won't cry, as long as he is still alive, still alive, still alive..."
Feng Sujin kept mumbling as if unconsciously.
Her whole body felt like she was trapped in a demon.