I pressed my finger on the jade puppet and recited the Soul Chasing Art. As I finished reciting the Soul Chasing Art, a divine light penetrated into the Jade puppet.

brush!

The moment my divine light penetrated into the jade puppet, the jade-colored jade puppet lit up a little bit of soul light.

Have it broken up?

An Nianying's soul has dispersed?

I looked at the dispersed soul, and my brows frowned. If the soul scattered, it would be difficult to deal with.

This is not the first time I have encountered a situation where my soul has disappeared. The last time I met the person who had lost his soul was Jin Cijing.

At that time, Jin Cijing's soul could be reunited, and it was entirely due to Zhu Kaiji's love that awakened Jin Cijing's soul.

I still remember the words in the Peony Pavilion. I don’t know where the love arises, and it goes deeper.

If you want to awaken An Nianying's soul, you can only rely on An Nianying's sister and Yang Guifei.

I remember that before An Nianying's soul became fragmented, she shouted "Sister" in the direction of the fairy mountain, which means that An Nianying's sister is in this fairy mountain.

I raised my head and looked towards the top of the fairy mountain. The pavilion stood on the top of the mountain. A breeze blew by, and the curtains in the pavilion were flying freely in the fog of fairy, just like a fairyland on earth.

In the pavilion, there was a woman wearing red cloud dress standing. She stood quietly in the pavilion, looking down at all living beings and the world through the layers of clouds.

Go find her!

Without any hesitation, I took a quick step along the bluestone steps of the fairy mountain and climbed up the mountain.

When there were nine steps left to the pavilion, no matter how I moved forward, the pavilion always kept a certain distance from me. No matter how I moved forward, I could not get close to the pavilion.

I stopped and quietly looked at the woman in the pavilion. The woman had long black hair and white skin, looking very beautiful.

Especially the five plum petals in the middle of her forehead and the pair of delicate willow-leaf eyebrows made her already very beautiful face look even more gentle.

When I was looking at this woman, the woman also turned around and looked at me. Then the woman's long red sleeves suddenly waved and began to dance.

The woman's dance was like snow and turned gently, and she looked like a dragon dance. Her little hand was hanging behind her like a weak willow. Suddenly, her hand swayed hard again, and waves of fairy clouds followed.

Dance.

For some reason, a poem that I had never heard before began to ring in my mind: "The clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick. If it weren't for the group of jade mountains, I would meet under the moon on the jade platform."

When the dance reached the gorgeous place, the woman's movements came to an abrupt end, making people feel lingering. After dancing, Yang Yuhuan's white forehead began to seep out slight sweat, making people unable to help themselves.

Feeling a sense of compassion.

This feeling is very complicated, just like a soul-catching one. I wanted the woman in front of me to dance for me again, but I was afraid that I would be tired of her.

"Mr., come!"

Yang Yuhuan hooked at me, but with just hooking, my soul floated out uncontrollably.

Of course, I can just suppress my soul, but I know that only the soul can enter this pavilion.

So I did not forcibly suppress my soul, but kicked the jade statue and floated forward.

First, second, third... My soul floated directly up to the nine-story steps and settled in front of the pavilion, in front of the woman in red.

Yang Yuhuan in front of her is not the fat man who is circulated among the people. On the contrary, she looks very uniform in figure, even better than the figures of many celebrities nowadays.
Chapter completed!