My personal school belle president

Chapter 1005 An old man in the coffin!

"kill?"

Murong Xiyao's answer somewhat exceeded Moli's expectations.

Her eyes flashed, and she said softly: "Sister, after so many years, I thought you had already figured it out, but now it seems that you are getting deeper and deeper, and you can't see clearly at all."

"What if you can see clearly, but what if you can't see clearly."

Murong Xiyao sneered, fiddled with the spring water with her slender fingers, and said lightly, "I used to think that I could change the destiny, but when the person I loved the most died, I suddenly realized that there are some things that cannot be changed." redeemed."

"The ending is already doomed, no matter how hard you try to modify it, you can't change the final ending. If that's the case, why not keep it simple, kill when you should, and die if you deserve to die."

"Then how do you plan to kill? Start with that girl named Meng Yutong?" Moli asked.

Murong Xiyao shook her head: "Leng Junxie is indeed a genius. He actually divided the soul of the reincarnated Shura banshee into three, making it impossible for us to find the main body. Now even if we find the main body soul, we may not be able to destroy it, because her power It has become very powerful. In addition, if I go to the ancient martial arts world, my cultivation will be restricted, and it will be even more difficult to deal with her."

"Indeed." Moli sighed, "Now I'm afraid that it will fuse with Meng Yutong's body. Once fused, the real Shura banshee will appear in the world. Who can be her opponent in the ancient martial arts world."

Recalling the scene when the Shura banshee ran rampant in the ancient martial arts world, it is shocking to the soul.

Murong Xiyao said: "Leng Junxie's purpose in doing this is nothing more than to hope that the Shura banshee can enter the fairy world and carry out a massacre to avenge him at that time. Alas, this is also karma. To the venerables of the sky, it is like a demon, and no one wants to think about it. Now that the Shura banshee has reappeared, he has achieved his goal."

"The venerables of the Nine Heavens really underestimated Leng Junxie. They didn't expect the other party to keep such a hand. They probably didn't expect that Leng Junxie would find the Shura Banshee first."

"Then sister, is there any way to deal with her?" Moli asked.

"Of course there is a solution, but I won't tell you." Murong Xiyao rolled her hair by her ear, and looked at her with a smile, "Go back and return to your life first, and go to the ancient martial arts world if you have time."

"Then Moli will leave first."

Hearing the other party's order to evict the guest, Moli nodded slightly, turned and left.When she walked to the door, she paused her footsteps and said softly: "Sister, the Shura banshee is now divided into three, is there a chance for her to return to her original intention?"

"The original nature is immortal, how can it return." Murong Xiyao said.

"Then... do you think he will be reincarnated?" Moli asked another strange question.

Murong Xiyao paused, then laughed, and lay lazily on the stone platform, revealing her beautiful body curves without a doubt, but there was a crystal tear in the corner of her eye.

She said sadly: "Reincarnation? Some things, if they are gone, they will be gone completely. What three lives and three lives, ten lives of reincarnation, are all bullshit!"

Moli was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Would you like me to find Xi Yaoqin for you?"

"There's no need to look for it." Murong Xiyao waved his hand, "If you lose it, just lose it, and if you find it again, it will only increase your sorrow."

Moli nodded slightly: "I understand."

After speaking, she walked out of the door.

After her sister left, Murong Xiyao picked up the wine jar, her drunken beautiful eyes glowed with a strange light, as if she said to herself:
"If I really killed her, you wouldn't blame me. It's been a thousand years since my promise to you, so what do you want from me. Husband, husband, you owe me too much in this life."

After a long time, she let out a long sigh, turned over and fell into the pool, splashing water.

The moving delicate body is like a withered leaf, slowly sank to the bottom of the water. Murong Xiyao lay on the bottom of the water, slowly closing her eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep...

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Moli returned to the palace of the underworld.

On the main hall, there is no figure of His Highness the Ninth Prince.

"My sister has been stuck in the word 'love' all her life, but does the word 'love' really hurt people so much?"

Moli, who had practiced the 'Ruthless Art', couldn't figure it out. She took out the marriage paper from her sleeve, tilted her head in thought, and was about to bite her fingertips to drip blood, but she was inexplicably scared.

In her opinion, she would never fall in love with any man, but her sister begged for a marriage certificate for her, indicating that she would also experience "love disaster" in the future.

Seeing her sister tortured for love, she was afraid that she would become like that too.

"Look? Or not?"

Moli struggled a little in her heart, sighed, and put the marriage paper back on her sleeve.

Let it go.

Sometimes it is not a good thing to see through the secrets in advance.

Moli turned around and looked at the altars floating in the void in the distance. Every crystal coffin above the altars had souls lying in them, hiding an unknown past.

She had been to the underworld a few times before, and every time she came, there would be a few more altars, but she didn't care.

Only this time, seeing this pair of coffins, it seems to have some insights.

"Not reincarnated, not going to hell, not falling into the six realms, but lying in this abandoned place, what are they nostalgic for? Is it also a word for 'love'?"

Jasmine frowned in thought.

Suddenly, she seemed to see something, lightly tapped her slender foot, and her whole body flew past like a wild goose.

Although those altars looked far away, Moli just passed through an invisible barrier and landed on one of the altars.

On this altar, there is only a pair of crystal coffins and a coffin keeper.

Inside the crystal coffin lies a woman with a gentle temperament. She is extremely beautiful and extremely holy. From the faint temperament, it can be seen that this woman was a woman with a gentle personality before her death.

Three words were engraved on the side of the coffin - Liu Ruqing!

And the guardian of the coffin not far away, wearing an ice mask, like the flower of the other shore, covered by a thin layer of ice, is a young girl.

Moli glanced at the coffin guard, then she turned her eyes to the woman in the coffin, her beautiful eyes were a little more complicated, she seemed to have met an acquaintance.

"After more than 20 years, I found out that you are here too. It's only because I came here a few times in a hurry and didn't find you."

She walked slowly to the crystal coffin, looked at Liu Ruqing who was lying peacefully, and said in a very emotional tone, "You became the Saintess of Duanxianya at a young age, and you have received the guidance of the Supreme Master, so you have a bright future. At that time, you said , after you become a fairy, you will be my junior sister. It's a pity that good fortune tricks people, and now we meet again, but you and I are separated by yin and yang."

Jasmine felt sad.

28 years ago, when she met Liu Ruqing for the first time, she was just a lively girl, but in the blink of an eye, she was already lying in a crystal coffin.

God's will is unpredictable, and fate tricks people.

Just when she was feeling sad, suddenly there was a "bang", and the thin ice on the coffin guard's body was shattered, but she saw a girl with a clear temperament holding an ice sword and stabbing towards her!
(End of this chapter)