Xiao Xue Xiao Gathering Soul

Xiao Xingchen said, "You didn't lose it, I've always been there."

After hearing this, Xue Yang's eyes flickered, as if he was in the state of being brought back to life.He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't make a sound.

He laughed, but tears flowed down at the same time, the wound opened, and blood gushed out.He seems to have exhausted all his strength and expressed his emotions with his whole body.

Xiao Xingchen knew that he was a soul body, and those were not real blood, but he clearly understood that even if it was like this, Xue Yang would still be in pain.If he is in pain, he will also be in pain.

He clung to Xue Yang's hand and asked earnestly, "Are you willing to come with me?"

Is the Taoist priest really here to rescue his dead soul? Xue Yang thought so, feeling that he had been redeemed again.

It doesn't matter if he's dead, at least there is still Xiao Xingchen in this world, Xiao Xingchen here doesn't have a broken soul, so he won't find him disgusting.

Are you not alone anymore?Xue Yang was thinking like this in a daze, and felt a surge of drowsiness, it seemed that the time had come.Xue Yang raised the corners of his lips, feeling that it was the first time since Xiao Xingchen left that he felt so relaxed and satisfied.

He nodded, and in an instant, the surrounding scenes shattered.

Xiao Xingchen trembled all over, watching the afterimages of his soul being contained into the soul-gathering lamp bit by bit.

The fireflies in the lamp gradually changed from green to the color of fire, as if they could no longer bear the power inside, the soul-gathering lamp exploded.

There were wreckage all over the place, Xiao Xingchen was stunned, whether it was a success or a failure.

The mountain lost its soul and illusion, revealing its original appearance, full of lush greenery.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement around.

Xiao Xingchen was shocked and couldn't hide the despair in his heart. Is all this useless?In the end, the gathering of souls was just a vain?So much effort, so much pain, but nothing in the end.

Ben had hope, but was shattered again and again, smashed into despair.

Xiao Xingchen covered his face with one hand, trying hard to hold back the tears between his fingers, not to let them drip.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar shout from behind: "Master..."

Xiao Xingchen looked back in disbelief.

It's Xue Yang, his Xue Yang is back.

But for some reason, Xue Yang's clothes were a bit worn out and stained, as if he had rolled in the mud, and he was panting heavily.

He was stunned when he saw Xiao Xingchen's expression, and then quickly stepped forward and hugged him into his arms.

"Are you crying?" He asked softly, kissing the tears off Xiao Xingchen's face.

Xiao Xingchen was amused by his actions, and explained, "I thought the gathering of souls failed."

Xue Yang heard him mention this, and put on a slightly angry expression: "I don't know what's wrong, I realized that when my body recovered, I had already been sent down the mountain. I found you after climbing so high. I didn’t quite adapt to the new body, and fell down a few times.” This also explains why he looks a little embarrassed now.

Xiao Xingchen couldn't believe it, Xue Yang was actually standing in front of him, and he was no longer a soul alone.

Neither of the two wanted to let go of each other and hugged each other tightly.

This journey has been too difficult, every time I recall Xiao Xingchen, it is like uncovering my own scars, tearing flesh and blood again and again.

But in order to wait until this day comes, he has no regrets.