Wan Fanghua

"Yuanshan." The voice was cold and sweet.

Yuan Shancai raised his head to look at Dongshiro, and at the same time slipped the soul-locking jade into his palm and put it in his pocket.

"Your trial has just ended."

"Huh?" Yuan Shancai saw the gloomy expression on Dong Shilang's face, and knew the result in her heart.

"Tomorrow at noon, bipolar execution."

The usual steady voice finally seemed a little thin, and Yuan Shancai was surprised to catch a touch of helplessness and intolerance in those green eyes.

"It's evening now," she coughed twice, and then continued, "So, I only have less than a day left to live."

Dong Shilang looked down at her with a dignified expression. After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"What about you, are you here to inform me about this?" Yuan Shancai leaned against the stone wall, she only felt that she was very tired, and that she hadn't had time to have the four years of suffering from branding in this world. The complete youthful time, even if she tried so hard, it was still useless.She wanted to live with all her heart, but she still couldn't escape the word "death".

She never expected to live for a long time, she just wanted to live like an ordinary girl from the beginning to the end, but fate just wanted to make fun of her.

Maybe some things are really doomed from birth, and they can't be reversed even after hard work.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shancai suddenly felt wronged, which made her want to cry for the first time.

She looked at the opposite stone wall in a trance, and murmured to herself: "I just want to live longer, as long as I live a little longer. Is this wish really a luxury..."

The exhaustion accumulated in her for decades seemed to surge in at this moment, and she felt that her vision was a little blurred.The outline of the stone wall in front of me faded away, leaving only a piece of darkness, but suddenly, a touch of white swayed into the darkness, it was so dazzling, like the warm day driving away the lonely and long night, Like a light at the end of a dark tunnel.

Gradually, that piece of white got closer and closer to her, and finally leaned towards her side.And in this whiteness, she heard a voice, saying:

"I'm here to accompany you."

If there is a time when the ice and snow of thousands of years will melt, it must be at this moment.

Yuan Shancai looked at Dong Shilang half squatting in front of her, and felt that the person in front of her was so reassuring.

She thought, she really can't lose again and again.Since she has persisted for so many years, how can she give up at the last level.

She thought that her gamble was not over yet, and she might not have no chance to come back.

She can't lose, she can't lose.

Yuan Shancai turned her head to look at Dong Shilang, and smiled at him, her face was pale but warm:

"Captain, I think I'll live a little longer."

The road ahead should be very long, but I want to walk with you.

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Yuan Shancai was firmly fixed on the bipolar pole, and her wrist hurt from the rough rope. She looked down, and Dong Shiro was standing in the queue on the opposite hill, frowning. He looked at her with a solemn expression.

There was the whistling wind in her ears, and Yuan Shancai felt a little cold. She thought to herself, if she could survive the bipolar torture this time, she must buy more clothes when she went back.

The soul-locking jade was tied into a pendant by her and hung around her neck. Due to the stimulation of the bipolar energy, the speed of the redness of the soul-locking jade was significantly accelerated, and this was Yuan Shancai's last bargaining chip.

It is recorded in ancient books that when the soul-locking jade encounters other ancient objects, it may generate a mutual stirring spiritual force field, which greatly increases the speed of redness.Bipolar is the oldest punishment in the soul world's 1000-year history, and Yuanshan Cai was not sure at first whether there would be a strong connection between the two.But not long after she was fixed on the bipolar poles, seeing the red streaks quickly spread and permeate more than half of the white jade surface, she let out a long sigh of relief.

The soul-locking jade will soon be owned by her, and once it is owned by her, no one can control her life and death, not even Jinglingting.

The soul-locking jade is an ancient thing. In the past, people fought for it in order to obtain the eternal soul. There were countless people who had owned this treasure, but none of them had a good death.The previous masters of the Youming Locking Soul Jade were all driven by desire, greedy, and finally ended in a tragic end with no bones left.

Therefore, there gradually came an unwritten rule in the world of corpses and souls: the soul-locking jade belongs to its holder, and Jinglingting has no right to interfere in this regard.

Because people believe that an ancient object like the soul-locking jade is spiritual, and the fate of its owner will be closely related to the soul-locking jade, so naturally it will not be under the control of Jinglingting.

With the passage of time, the successive misfortunes and deaths surrounding the soul-locking jade have gradually made people fear it and even think it is an ominous thing.Fewer and fewer people want to get it, and the soul-locking jade was finally forgotten by people and submerged in the torrent of history.

No one thought that after dozens of hundreds of years, this ancient artifact that had been sealed for a long time would reappear, locking fate once again.

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Yuan Shancai took a deep breath and told herself to be calm, even though she knew very well that she had begun to tremble uncontrollably.Facing death, it was the first time she was so uneasy and frightened.

"Execution." The cold and ruthless voice echoed loudly in the wind, biting like the January cold wind in Jingling Court.

She saw a huge fire bird gathered by hundreds of Zanpakutō attacking her screamingly, and great fear surged into her heart instantly.

What if she really died like this?

What if she really never sees Shiro Dong again?

Yuan Shancai only felt that her shoulders began to tremble violently, she was really scared.

The fiery red flames approached her extremely quickly, and Yuan Shancai felt his mind go blank.

These few seconds were extremely long for her.

When the terrifying face of the big bird was close at hand, Yuan Shancai felt that her heart almost stopped beating. The exhaustion and constant blood loss in the prison had already overwhelmed her body and energy.

She thought, after all, she had succumbed to fate, obviously she had worked so hard and made it so hard to get to the present, life and death were still out of her hands.

Thoughts fell into chaos, Yuan Shancai felt that her head was unusually heavy, violent flames crackled in her ears, and the scorching breath made her feel difficult to breathe.

She slowly closed her eyes, but she felt a sudden lightness all over her body, and she no longer felt the pain from the restraints on her hands and feet.

If that's what death feels like, it doesn't seem so bad.

The author has something to say: I was too busy a while ago, so I will update it now