Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 1841: The finale [33]

But after a thousand years, he still has no news about Yue'er...

The vast world, the mighty universe, the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains and rivers, the vicissitudes of life, a ray of soul is like a speck of dust, swaying, and there is no trace to be captured. Searching like this is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Jing, we all know you tried your best. If Yue'er was still alive, she wouldn't want to see you so sad..." Looking at the slender and cold figure in front of her, full of loneliness and sadness, Mu Ru Feng's heart is not easy.

Na Lanjing still didn't speak, but his eyes were staring at the thousands of stars on the lead stage, and his brows like Qingfeng were tightly wrinkled.

Why a thousand years have passed, and there is still no news of Yue'er...

When the Dao of Heaven faded away, he clearly told him that Yue'er had a chance to be reborn, and that Yue'er had a ray of divine soul floating in the world.

But this thousand years have passed, will that ray of Yue'er's soul also disappear?

Thinking of this, Nalanjing's heart is full of grief and sadness. The whole heart seems to be filled with grief, which makes him extremely uncomfortable. Ten thousand arrows piercing his heart can't compare to the endless grief in his heart at this moment. ...

If it weren't for that time, he would have fallen into the tricks of the inner demon, and Yue'er would not have died...

The person he would rather die is himself...

Yue Er, where are you?

It has been a thousand years, and Jiujiu's soul has been successfully reunited, and he has also retrained his body. Yue'er, when will you come back?

We are waiting for your return...

Seeing that Nalan Jing was still silent as usual, Mu Rufeng sighed softly. His only sister disappeared to save everyone, and his heart was also full of grief. Whenever he thought of the moon His voice and face were smiling, and his heart was throbbing like a knife.

"Is he still like that?" Pan Zhijun stepped forward and asked Mu Rufeng, who was in front of him. She didn't dare to disturb Nalan Jing.

"Yes." Mu Rufeng nodded, his dark eyes filled with worry, he was really worried that the scene would go crazy if it continued like this.

Perhaps Jing has gone crazy, and now he can maintain his faith in life because of Yue'er's soul...

But this thousand years have passed. If Yue'er's ray of spirit is not there at all, it is really difficult for him to imagine whether Jing will go crazy in an instant.

"Hey... It's so uncomfortable to look at me, husband, you said Yue'er and Jing, the two of them have gone through so much, why can't they be together in the end?" Tong Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and surging. With the crystal water mist, he looked at Mu Rufeng with sadness and grief, and asked softly, as if asking about the injustice of heaven.

But now Jing is the way of heaven...

He is the way of heaven, but he still can't save the woman he once loved...

"Hey..." Mu Rufeng let out a long sigh, and he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Tong's small shoulders, his eyes filled with sadness.

"Mother, I'll definitely come back..." Nalan Xueling's elf-like face showed a trace of faith, but she didn't know how long this faith could support her.

She raised her head and glanced at the man in red next to him. For a thousand years, she had never seen a smile on his face.

In Huo Xi's heart, in his eyes, there really isn't a trace of himself, even a trace is fine...

She lowered her eyes slightly and let out a faint sigh. When her mother's soul was not found, she was neither qualified nor in the mood to think about these things...

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a silver light suddenly lit up on the star attraction platform. Although the silver light flashed away, it still allowed everyone to capture an unusual trace.

"That's..." Nalan Xueling opened her eyes like autumn water in shock, and her eyes slowly overflowed with a hint of surprise.

"Moon..."

Finally, the man who hadn't spoken in a thousand years opened his **** thin lips, and a voice full of excitement overflowed from his lips.

There was finally a hint of other expression on the glacier-like indifferent face, and a hint of excitement gradually appeared in the depths of the purple eyes.

I saw a flash of white clothes in the air, and then disappeared on the star attraction platform in an instant, rushed into the thousands of stars on the star attraction platform, and looked for a trace that had long disappeared.

Everyone looked slightly surprised, and there was a hint of excitement and excitement on their faces.

"Has the lord found the soul of the lord?" Bai Xue's face couldn't help showing excitement, her red lips parted lightly, and Qingyue's singing voice was a little trembling because of her excitement.

"Yes, it must be!" Xiao Xuan'er's face was also full of excitement. She clasped her hands tightly together. For a thousand years, the lord has been guarding the leading star day and night. On the stage, I finally found the master's soul!

Great!

"Master..." Water mist flowed in Tong Ling's eyes, and his handsome face was filled with unstoppable joy. In his black eyes, wisps of frightening light flashed, and he stretched out his hand to hold his body. The woman next to her said, "Xuan'er, when Master comes back, let Master and Master officiate the wedding for us, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiao Xuan'er looked shyly at the man in front of her, nodding her head. In the past thousand years, although she and Tong Ling have exchanged affection for each other, they have not been married, because the passing of their master has made them grieved. , without the thought of getting married, they made an agreement that when the master came back, the master would preside over the wedding for them...

So Tong Ling waited for her for a thousand years...

So affectionate, how can I live up to it?

The woman's slender arms wrapped around Tong Ling's neck, she gently stood on tiptoe and kissed Tong Ling's lips, a light kiss like a dragonfly, and a flower-like flower bloomed on her beautiful face. Smiling face: "Thank you for making you wait so long, little Lingzi."

"Silly girl, for you, even if I wait 10,000 years, I have no regrets." Tong Ling hugged her waist with a happy and sincere smile on her face, not to mention that he was also his master.

Master treated him so well, and his heart was so sad that he couldn't sleep all night.

"It's good." Looking at the scene in front of her, Meng Ximo couldn't help holding Tianshuo's arm, resting her head on his shoulder, and a small smile raised on the corner of her lips.

"Yes." Tian Shuo nodded with a smile on his lips.

……

On the ancient streets of Chang'an, it was cold and quiet, and the pale moonlight sprinkled from the sky, like a layer of silver frost.

At the end of the street, a white robe walked slowly, like an elf stepping out of the dark night, the white robe was like snow, not stained with dust.

The girl wears a **** dress. The collar, sleeves and skirt are embroidered with silver silk flowers, which are delicate and lifelike.

As the girl walked around, she fluttered gently, as if she had come to life.