The increasingly bleak breath of life made Ximen Lang, who was extremely grieved, look up to the sky and howl.

"Yao'er!"

"Don't leave me, I don't want to lose you again!"

He hugged the body that fell limp in his arms tightly, but what he couldn't hold on to was the soul that was gradually passing away.

The detached soul light did not dissipate between heaven and earth, but remained in a certain area for a short time.

"This is?"

Ximenlang, who was in tears, finally discovered something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Nianli who was sitting in front of the easel. The power to retain the light of Yaoer's soul came from the latter's creative power of painting.

He could sense that with Lu Nianli as the center, an invisible spiritual realm was gradually spreading, briefly gathering Yao'er's soul power.

"Could it be!"

Ximenlang suddenly remembered something.

"Could it be that the guide of the Nine Nether Demon Tomb is Lu Nianli?"

The Nine Nether Demon Tomb is a place where the Demon Lord personally established to ask questions and test one's destiny. Legend has it that all confused people who enter the Nine Nether world find the answer to their destiny here.

How does the Demon Lord exist? There is no need to deceive little people like them.

You can see through their past and present lives with just a few clicks.

The Nine Nether Demon Tomb said that he could wait for the desired result here. He thought that he would not be able to wait, but he did not expect that the person who could help him solve the problem was right in front of him.

"Prince Lu, please save Yao'er."

Ximen Lang knelt down in front of Lu Nianli while holding Yao'er in his arms. Regardless of his status, he knelt down with a thud.

"I can't save her."

Lu Nianli spoke calmly.

"No! You can definitely save Yao'er!"

Ximen Lang begged sadly, "As long as you save Yao'er, I am willing to give you all my wealth. Please give it a try."

He no longer cares about thinking so much. In the face of Yao'er's hope for life, nothing is worth weighing the pros and cons.

"I really can't save her."

Lu Nianli explained: "Her soul is already incomplete, and only a part of her soul remains due to her obsession. All I can do is to keep as much of her soul's obsession as possible.

Moreover, her body is no longer suitable for her soul obsession, and it is too late to find another suitable body."

Ximenlang said anxiously: "You must have a way, right?"

"There is a way you can try, but you may not be willing to do it."

With the help of the spiritual realm of creation, Lu Nianli was able to see the world of Yao'er's soul obsession, and naturally he could also find some ways to deal with it.

He solemnly said: "This method is to seal your wife's soul obsession in this painting. This painting is made by me concentrating the creative power of painting, which can ensure that her soul obsession will not dissipate for a period of time."

"During this period, you can find new ways to save her."

"But this approach has a fatal flaw."

"Do you believe in reincarnation and the afterlife?"

This question touched Ximen Lang's heart.

He fell silent immediately.

"Are you saying that once Yao'er's soul obsession is left behind, she will lose the chance of reincarnation? Or even lose her soul?"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Yes." Lu Nianli nodded, "The lack of soul will inevitably affect reincarnation."

Thinking about the sufferings his beloved wife had suffered, Ximen Lang felt that Yao'er should no longer suffer with him, and that he should not restrain her in the name of love.

Even though he can only walk the next road alone.

Yao'er should not be allowed to suffer from this bondage anymore, which would ruin Yao'er's next life.

After a long time, Lu Nianli asked: "Have you thought about it?"

"Let Yao'er be free!"

Ximenlang burst into tears, "She has endured too much for me, and I should bear everything next for her. This is punishment, and it is also my responsibility as a man."

"good!"

Lu Nianli nodded. He sympathized with the fate of the two fateful couple, and respected the decision made by Ximen Lang.

Just when he was about to disperse the spiritual realm of creation and liberate Yao'er's soul light, he felt resistance from a force.

"This is?"

"She doesn't seem to want to leave?" Lu Nianli frowned.

"I..." Ximen Lang hugged the increasingly cold body in his arms tightly, "Yao'er, let's go! We will definitely meet again in the next life!"

The soul obsession in the field trembles.

Intermittent sounds rang in Ximenlang's ears.

"Brother Lang!"

"Let Yao'er stay with you!"

"Yao'er doesn't believe in past and afterlife. Yao'er just wants to stay with Brother Lang forever in this life. Even if his soul is gone, Yao'er is willing to do it!"

Her gentle words and bold love made Ximen Lang burst into tears.

"Brother Lang, the Yao'er who is born in the next life will no longer be Yao'er."

"So...just let Yao'er stay with you, okay?"

"Please, Yao'er really doesn't want to leave. We just got married. You said you would take me to the ends of the earth, take me to travel for nine days, and take me to the end of eternal life."

"We still have so much unfinished business!"

"If there is no afterlife, Yao'er will not regret it."

"If I can't accompany Brother Lang in this life, it will be Yao'er's eternal regret."

How gentle Yao'er's words were, how painful Ximen Lang's heart was.

"Mr. Lu, please let me stay in the painting and stay with Brother Lang!"

The last words rang in Lu Nianli's ears.

Lu Nianli looked at Ximen Lang. The latter's body was shaking continuously. The words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out. Yao'er's affection was too heavy for him to bear.

But hesitation is the answer.

Lu Nianli raised the pen, the spiritual power of creation surged, and the soul obsession of "Yao'er" was sealed into the painting.

The already vivid painting seems to have come alive after sealing Yaoer's soul obsession.

"for you."

Lu Nianli sealed the edges of the painting and handed it to Ximen Lang, who was still struggling mentally.

"Thanks."

Ximen Lang took the scroll tremblingly.

"You're welcome."

"Let me remind you, you'd better find some treasures that can nourish the soul to protect her, so that she can live longer and leave you with more hope."

"The world is so vast and endless that there may not be no chance of resurrecting her."

"Also, let me remind you, this is not free painting, remember to pay me."

Lu Nianli said a few words calmly and immediately walked out.

As he walked out of the room, the system prompt also sounded in his mind again.

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!
To be continued...