Chapter 1872: He called, South String (1)

Chapter 1872, he called, South String (1)
at the same time.
Within the wing of the Tianyafu, the air calmed down and revealed a sad atmosphere.
Nanxian stood on the head of the bed. He lightly closed his eyes, and the faint light lingered around his body. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the beauty of his face was pale at this moment.
Xiaoqing stood behind the Nanxian. He looked at the man in front and asked with some hesitation: "Master, you want to send the soul to the princess again?"
For the first time, when the princess was in a coma for Queen Naran, the owner used her soul to wake her up.
But that time, the owner easily sent the main soul into it. Why is this time... There is no way to use it for so long?
boom!
Suddenly, a force was lifted from the bed, and the man’s body was shaken a few steps away.
He opened his eyes and his face was weak, but his eyes were more and more cautious.
"There is a force in the body of the body. The power is like a wall. It completely isolates my main soul and cannot enter."
Nanxian took the pace and walked toward the bed.
Every step of his life is very cautious, so careful that even the heartbeat can be heard.
Xiaoqing’s eyes are blank and I don’t understand how to do the next Nanxian.
The South String once again sat in front of the wind, her fingers stroking her face.
His fingertips are warm, and the smile on his lips is so warm.
"I said, this life, do everything, I will protect you, since I have promised you, I must complete the promise that I gave you when I first yelled at you."
The man slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, his whole body shines.
In this light, Xiaoqing clearly saw that a transparent person would be separated from him.
The man's silver silk robe, a vertical line between the eyebrows, the beauty of the people.
"Master!" Xiaoqing's heart is a little trembling. "In these years, you have broken through quickly and leaps forward. It has something to do with your own soul. If you lose him, you will not only lose your life but also your strength."
However, Xiaoqing did not persuade him.
The wind is too important for them.
It is important to give up everything and must let her live!
For the owner, let alone the sharp reduction of life, give up the strength, even if it is let him lose his life, the soul flies away, as long as the wind can come back, then he will definitely do it!
Because some people, for him, are far more than statements.
As the light dissipated, the man's hair was already white and white, just like the life he had passed away.
Looking at such a South String, Xiaoqing was very distressed. It turned his eyes to the wind on the bed, and the voice was a little crying.
"Princess, this time the owner has paid too much for you, so you have to come back. If you don't have you, you won't have him."
......
Inside the courtyard in the dark.
The wind is like a hoe, and the faint appointment seems to hear a voice calling her.
But the voice is too small, like a lot of distance, how she can't hear what those people are saying.
"Nine children."
A coat fell on her body, and it also had the fragrance of a teenager.
However, the wind was holding the coat in her hand, and she raised her brow and stood up.
"Changfeng, you really have nothing to do with me? What have I forgot?"
Juvenile eyebrows grievances: "Nine children, how can I have something to look at you, are we not very good here? If you can live here forever, as long as you are with me, I will never think about leaving." Don't you go well?"
(End of this chapter)