Chapter 1297 Lingqiong: I'm Here
Gu Jin's reluctance, sadness and other complex emotions all disappeared because of Ling Qiong's words.
She stared in disbelief at the picturesque, graceful, and reserved man in front of her.
It is impossible to believe that this person can speak this matter so ruthlessly.
Gu Jin was no longer sad and crying, his expression was stunned, and Ling Qiong's brows and eyes softened.
His eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes rolled, and his dazzling peach blossom eyes curled up.
This smile is like a spring breeze, almost no one in the world can resist such a beautiful smile.
When the two looked at each other and entangled each other's eyes, an unpleasant and troubled voice interrupted.
"Senior brother, since your memory is back, can you get rid of the three things in the side hall, because they and I are about to lose all my hair."
Wu Rong walked into the hall with a helpless tone, and even tugged at his black hair.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the irritability hidden in his tone.
It can be seen that Wu Rong, who is as graceful as an exiled immortal, can see that the three things in his mouth really give him a headache.
Ling Qiong heard the words, his eyes sank.
He raised his eyes, looked at Gu Jin in front of him, reached out and took her hand: "Girl, I'll take you to An Mingji and the remaining three souls."
Without giving Gu Jin a chance to speak, he pulled someone to the side hall.
Wu Rong stared at the clasped hands of the two, his face was pale, and his eyes showed a bit of complexity.
Seeing the backs of the two go away, they lifted their heels up.
"Bang bang bang!!!!"
"Clap!!!"
"boom!!!"
As soon as the three of them approached the side hall, they heard a crackling sound inside.
It was as if some beast was imprisoned in the temple and was doing damage inside.
Wu Rong stood under the peach blossom tree in front of the courtyard of the side hall, quietly watching Ling Qiong and Gu Jin, her thin lips raised an unfathomable smile.
"Senior brother, Fairy Luo Yu, the 'people' you want is inside."
Ling Qiong, Gu Jin's eyes stared at the side hall in front of him, and the light in his eyes was like ink.
Ling Qiong slowly let go of Gu Jin's hand, the enchanting handsome face showed a warm smile, and the light in his eyes was gentle, like a dazzling beam of sunshine after the rain.
He said softly: "Girl, go and take them away."
Who they are is nothing more than the three souls of An Mingji.
As for where to take it away, it is nothing more than space, which merges with the body.
Gu Jin lowered her eyes and stared at her empty palm, feeling a little empty in her heart.
She raised her head and her eyes were as deep as water: "What about you?"
"I'm here." Ling Qiong looked up and touched her head: "Settle them up, come back to me, go."
He stretched out his hand and pushed Gu Jin's body, causing her to take a step towards the side hall.
Gu Jin didn't look back, took heavy steps, and walked towards the side hall where the chaotic sound was heard.
She stepped on the steps and stood at the door of the side hall, but she did not open the door for a long time.
Unable to hold back, Gu Jin turned his head.
She turned her head and saw at a glance that she was standing in the center of the courtyard, looking at her spiritual dome with a gentle expression.
He was dressed in red like a fire, his robe was elegant, his jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and behind him was the unbelievably beautiful scenery of Qingyunzong, like a fairyland on earth. All the views are eclipsed.
Gu Jin only glanced at it, and then retracted his gaze.
She raised her hand and pushed open the door of the side hall in front of her, and she had a panoramic view of the interior of the house.
There was a mess in the hall, and three men with identical faces were fighting each other.
They were full of anger, and their expressions were paranoid and sullen, like lions that were furious and mad.
When the three saw Gu Jin appearing, the expressions on their faces all changed.
It's like a primary school student sees a teacher, immediately stops and becomes obedient.
Gu Jin raised his foot and stepped into the side hall.
Standing under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, Wu Rong had a panoramic view of everything that happened in the side hall. His dark eyes were half-squinted, and his sleeves were slightly raised.
The door to the side hall not far away slammed shut.
"puff!"
This time, as if he had exhausted his strength, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The temple door was closed, and Ling Qiong slowly retracted his gaze.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at his junior brother, Wu Rong, who was standing not far away under the peach blossom tree.
The eyes of the two brothers and sisters collided in the void. Without Gu Jin, Wu Rong would no longer hold on.
He was half-kneeling on the ground trembling all over, holding his body from falling.
"Senior brother, you have hurt me."
Wu Rong stretched out his hand to remove his clothes, revealing his hollow chest.
Ling Qiong was not surprised by this, and his eyebrows did not move at all.
He walked towards Wu Rong with a light expression, no more tenderness and indulgence towards Gu Jinshi.
Lingqiong stepped forward and helped Wu Rong up from the ground, staring at the peach blossoms in front of them that were in abnormal bloom, with a deep voice: "Your heart is under this tree?"
It is better to say it is a question than to say it in a positive tone.
The peach blossom tree in the side hall of Qingyun Sect does not bloom once in ten thousand years, and Wu Rong stepped into the courtyard of the side hall and rushed under the peach blossom tree for the first time.
Standing under the tree, his pale and weak expression eased slightly.
There are three souls of An Mingji in the side hall. Just listening to their trembling in the hall, he knows that it is not easy to control them.
And in the main hall, the memories he was sealed a thousand years ago were all suppressed by the formation under the peach blossom tree.
Wu Rong raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and nodded lightly: "Yes."
Ling Qiong frowned and looked at him: "Why? With your skill, it is enough to support this thousand years."
Wu Rong smiled wryly and shook his head: "The suppression of the Dao of Heaven, how can ordinary people like me resist, in the seven hundredth year, my cultivation began to be unsustainable, and I had to set up an array to guard it.
Especially in the first two years, when the side hall formation was activated, the three souls were imprisoned and fought hard every day. My body was getting worse every day. If my brother didn't come back, I was afraid that I'm going to get my corpse. "
Ling Qiong sighed: "It's hard work."
Wu Rong shook his head: "Everything is about to end, please take care of me, senior brother."
"Wait!"
Ling Qiong released Wu Rong's body and stood in front of the peach blossom tree, palms facing the sky, slowly rising from low to high.
With his movements, the peach tree broke out of the ground.
The trees that bloomed full of peach blossoms immediately withered, the peach blossoms withered in an instant, slowly falling to the ground, and the petals disappeared without a trace.
The peach tree broke out of the ground, and a faint golden light flashed from the soil.
Ling Qiong waved his sleeves, and the peach blossom tree was thrown not far away.
A bloody heart surrounded by golden light flew out from the soil.
This is a spirit-transforming stage cultivation base heart, revealing a powerful force from the inside out.
The heart was buried in the soil for 300 years, and the first time it was unearthed, it would run around everywhere.
The light in Lingqiong's eyes was as sharp as a knife, and he raised his hand suddenly, grabbing the restless heart in his hand.
"Boom!!!"
A bolt of lightning pierced through the void, followed by thunder.
The sky and the earth quickly darkened, as if a thunder calamity was imminent.
Regardless of the mutiny, Ling Qiong held the heart that belonged to his junior brother and walked slowly to Wu Rong.