A King Summoner Travels Through the World of Ye Luoli

"Ye Luoli Magic, Peacock Wings!"

Fortunately, Chen Sisi used her magic shield to block the attack.

At this moment, ice, snow, thunder, and poisonous rain fell on the earth, and Lu Zhaoran's heart sank little by little along with the rain.

If this continues, I don't know how many people will die.

"The tides come from all directions, bringing blessings to all corners of the land!"

Since we can't stop them from casting spells, let's gather all the spells they cast here and stop them from harming the world.

“Interesting. Little girl, have you thought this through? If you absorb my poison, there is no antidote in the world to save you.”

Seeing Lu Zhaoran's reckless actions, Du Xifei lowered her pipe slightly.

"Ha, since you don't care about your life, then I'll send you to your death, 100,000 volts!"

Pang Zun's lightning struck Lu Zhaoran's heart while she was unable to spare any energy to resist.

At that moment, the once vibrant heart suddenly stopped beating.

Lu Zhaoran's hands were no longer able to hold on, nor did they have the strength to support her suspended in the air. She was covered in wounds, like a tattered rag doll, falling heavily from the sky.

Her beautiful eyes slowly lost their luster as she looked at the world she had redeemed.

"It's obvious!"

As they watched her fall from the sky, they all tried to get up and catch her, but before they could move, a dark figure flew into the air and caught Lu Zhaoran.

The masked man in the black robe hugged Lu Zhao and then disappeared into the air.

Those who remained grew increasingly somber. The Ye Luoli warriors were worried about Lu Zhaoran, while the fairies of the Lingxi Pavilion were pondering who that person was, moving freely right under the noses of the four great fairies.

However, the fate of the two who had just left was unknown, and the other was overwhelmed with grief, so we couldn't care less about what they were thinking.

"elder sister……"

After bringing Lu Zhaoran to a palace, Lu An placed her on a bed, removed his mask, and pressed his face against Lu Zhaoran's rain-soaked face. He felt how cold she was; she had lost all body temperature.

He deeply regretted it. If he had agreed to that thing sooner, would he have arrived sooner and been able to save her?

Lu An knew that the thing was doing it on purpose, deliberately teleporting him at that time so that he could witness Lu Zhaoran being killed.

'I've said it before, humans and immortals are inherently enemies. Today, she was killed by a fairy from the fairy realm, and your enemies are the fairies of the fairy realm…'

"I agree to all your demands, I only beg you to save her."

Before that thing could finish speaking, Lu An spoke up.

Lu An lowered his eyes, thinking of the person in his dream who desperately pursued power to resist the oppression of the fairies. He was right. Being soft-hearted would not bring peace of mind. Only by grasping power and authority in one's own hands could one have the right to choose.

At this moment, 250 felt it needed someone to perform CPR on it, as its heart had already died along with its beloved host.

'Hey, host! My host! You're not really dead, are you?!'

'Host, host, waaaaah, host, you died such a terrible death!'

'Stop yelling, it's too noisy.'

Lu Zhaoran was annoyed by its howling and wailing.

'You...you...you're not dead? How can your soul enter your own sea of ​​consciousness?'

The system was somewhat bewildered as it stared at the transparent version of Lu Zhaoran sitting opposite it. In the past, it was the only resident in the host's sea of ​​consciousness, but today the host had actually entered on its own.

"I don't know either. I thought I was killed by Pang Zun. I don't know how much time passed, but when I woke up I was here. So this is what you look like. You're so fat! No wonder I always have headaches. What kind of good person wouldn't have a headache if they had such a fat guy in their mind's eye?"

Lu Zhaoran looked at the chubby white ball opposite him, his face unable to hide his disgust.

'And here I am, so worried about you, and you...you actually tease me like this!'

Upon hearing his host's words, 250 felt as if all the tears he had shed earlier had been wasted.

The two have been locked in endless disputes ever since they met.

……

'Alright, we can talk about this later. First, quickly think of a way to get me back into my body and revive.'

Lu Zhaoran didn't want to become a wandering ghost.

"Host, I've investigated. Although Pang Zun's lightning was aimed at your heart, the mark Princess Bing gave you was triggered at the crucial moment, protecting your heart. Logically, you should be fine. As for how things turned out, I suspect a third party attacked you."

'What third hand? I'm not some big shot, why would someone go to such lengths to kill me?'

Lu Zhaoran listened attentively at first, but then he was completely confused. What kind of third hand could there be? Could it be the Water Prince and Poisonous Xi Fei?

No, that's not right. They were fighting head-on back then. They wanted to kill her openly, so they wouldn't have attacked her behind her back. It couldn't have been the Ice Princess either. If the Ice Princess wanted her dead, she wouldn't have needed to give her the Ice Mark. She would have been killed by Pang Zun directly.

It couldn't have been Xinling or the Ye Luoli warriors; they had no reason to kill her.

'But speaking of which, where am I?'

After Lu Zhaoran flew out of his sea of ​​consciousness, he saw his own corpse lying in a luxurious room.

She pressed herself close to her body, trying to get inside, but found she couldn't get in at all.

"Click."

The sound of the door opening rang out, and Lu Zhaoran instinctively wanted to find a place to hide, but then she suddenly remembered that she was a spirit, so she sat there nonchalantly, intending to see who had brought her here.

The newcomer was dressed in a long black robe and wore a heavy mask.

Did he kill me?

"Sister, get up and wash your face. You always liked to be clean, but when you died, your body was covered in poison and blood, and your clothes were soaked by the rain. You must have been in a lot of pain at that time. It's a pity that I couldn't hold up that umbrella for you in time like you did when you first met me on a rainy day."

As Lu An mumbled some words, he gently wiped Lu Zhaoran's face on the bed.

'System, is this Lu An?'

"I don't know, it shouldn't be. The figure and voice don't seem like it."

One person and one system quietly watched all of this from the side.

'Then why does he call me sister?'

"I don't know, maybe it's because you look older... Oh dear!"

Why did you hit my head?

250 touched his flattened head and felt a pang of heartache. His host was just too irritable.

Forget it, I don't want to argue with a dead person.

'Host, didn't you want to be resurrected?'

'Yes, do you have a solution?'

'Host, do you remember what the Spirit Princess is in charge of?'

'She is the mother of life. Do you mean I should go to her to save me?'

After being reminded by the system, Lu Zhaoran finally remembered this. In Ye Luoli, it is indeed an important character who has died and needs to go to the Spirit Princess to be resurrected.

'But I can't communicate with her like this; no one can see me except you.'

'Hehe, you don't understand, do you? Souls can also manifest in the mortal world.'

How do I manifest in this world?

Lu Zhaoran knew this guy had a plan, so she went along with what he said.

'Cultivation of the soul. '

250 slowly uttered these two words, his face full of inscrutable meaning.

'Cultivation of the soul? '

"Yes, a soul that is powerful enough can manifest itself, making it visible to the naked eye."