Chapter 875 (1/2)

Think of here, slowly, my heart hurt badly.

A teardrop slid down the corner of his eye and landed on the soul eating vine.

The rattan trembled.

In the small eight ready to rescue people, the soul eating vine a little bit loose, slowly, the voice of Stardust sounded again.

”I'm glad you didn't cheat me this time.”

Slowly sitting on the ground, hands covering throat, cough.

The ghost eating vine came up to her.

”Here you are.”

Slowly raised his head, saw the tip of the vine wrapped with a small white flower.

At this time, the Stardust is about to have no strength. The soul eating vine trembles, and the little white flower also trembles.

This is a flower he has treasured for many years.

It is also the first generation of Shenmu that he received in his life. As time goes by, its vitality is gradually losing.

The unicorn patriarch foresees that the orc land will usher in a second invasion of magic. In order to protect the orc land, he pulls out the soul of Shenmu and sends it to another unknown world

At this point in memory,

I slowly feel that my neck is not painful at all, and my body, which has been extremely weak due to excessive blood loss, has recovered as usual.

She lowered her head and found that she had taken the little flower in her hand.

The power of Shenmu reached its peak at this moment.

She felt warm, light and comfortable.

Not only that, but her body is still glowing.

Those gentle and holy light, through her skin bloom, become more and more dazzling.

Close to her soul swallowing vine was accidentally burned by the light, making a sound of Yi La, and the pain was unbearable.

But even so, the vine still stubbornly entangled her wrist, unwilling to release.

Xiao Ba asked, ”do you remember all of them?”

Nodding slowly: ”yes.”

She remembered all the memories of Shenmu.

She is the soul of Shenmu who was sent to another world.

The person who sent her away was the first elder of the unicorn, the great grandfather of the silver sacrifice.

Slowly looking down at the dying soul swallowing vine, he whispered: ”Stardust...”

The soul eating vine moved for a while, then it completely withered and turned into a pile of dry and withered vines.

Slowly hold back the tears, want to touch him.

But when her fingertips touched the vines, all the vines turned into powder in an instant and were blown away by the wind.

To him, she is a deadly poison, touch will not be like death.