His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 443 Gathering souls for her
Under the cliff, Mu Yunqian's soul was scattered, and in Gong Qiuming's eyes, it turned into thousands of fragments, and then disappeared without a trace.

Gong Qiuming was seriously injured, seeing Mu Yunqian fainted, he felt anxious, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out immediately.

His body kept falling, and then fell to the bottom of the cliff.

It's just that he didn't notice that when Mu Yunqian disappeared, a small white bead flew out of her body, and there seemed to be some blood stains flowing inside.

That was Mu Yunqian's heart, and Gong Qiuming's heart.

She ate his heart, and separated her heart from her body, sealed it with all her memories, and then separated from her body.

Brother, if I could do it all over again, Yun Qian would never fall in love with you again.

She lost her heart, and from then on she would never fall in love with anyone, nor would she be emotionally attracted to anyone.

The result of the scattered souls is ashes and ashes. They don't have an afterlife, right?
Under the cliff, the clouds and mist are lingering, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere.

There are trees everywhere as far as you can see, stretching for thousands of miles, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

It's just that all the trees are pitch black, as if they were scorched, and their bare branches spread out in all directions. Under the blowing of the wind, the branches slapped each other, making a "click, click, click" sound.

It is dead and silent here, there is not a single living thing, and no birds or animals can be seen. The weeds on the ground have long since withered, and they are shriveled on the ground.

Gong Qiuming had already fainted a long time ago, he was lying at the bottom of the cliff, his white robe was covered with blood stains, and his body was covered with scars.

There was a big hole in the chest, bloody and bloody, some of the blood stains had dried up, and there were large and dark marks on the chest.

His brows were full of sorrow, and they were tightly knit together. Even in a coma, he kept murmuring, calling Mu Yunqian's name.

And beside him, there were always many small white dots floating up and down on his side.

Like a lover's touch, gently floating beside him, never leaving for a long time.

At this moment, a person suddenly came from not far away, dressed in a jet black robe, tall, tall, strong and slender.

There was a coldness on his handsome face, and a dark color flashed in his dark eyes. Looking at Gong Qiuming who was lying on the ground, he knelt down and put his hands on the tip of his nose to test his breath.

"Undead Zombie Drought?"

With thin lips and light teeth, he murmured, then stood up.

Looking at the wandering souls floating in mid-air, black air gathered in his palm, he cast spells to capture all the wandering souls, and then cast spells little by little to make them complete.

The robes were flying, and the strong wind made people unable to open their eyes. The man in black stretched out his hands and cast a spell to set up a barrier, and then began to form the formation.

A huge circular pattern suddenly appeared under his body, and criss-crossing black lines filled the entire pattern at once, and then intersected together.

All the spiritual power in his hand was poured into the formation, and he released all the wandering souls he had caught just now from his hand, and then put them into the formation.

I saw those wandering souls jumping on the formation little by little, and then slowly submerging and merging together.

A woman's figure gradually emerged, and then slowly gathered into shape.

All the white dots slowly gathered, and under his technique, they all condensed into shape, and then returned to the main body.

(End of this chapter)