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Chapter 1859 The Soil of the Wilderness
"Zhou Shiyue, wake up."
"A-Yue, did you hear me? Wake up!"
"Zhou Shiyue, if you don't wake up soon, I'm going to remarry!"
When Lu Zhaoling heard her master tell her to call Zhou Shiyue, she didn't care about anything else and started calling out in Zhou Shiyue's ear.
The first sentence was spoken in a very gentle voice, filled with deep concern, which made Xiao Hei, who was outside, feel a lump in her throat.
It's really uncomfortable.
But as she kept shouting, Lu Zhaoling's tone changed.
They sounded like they were gritting their teeth, as if they were holding a grudge.
Xiaohei: "..."
Is Senior Sister sure this isn't a threat to Prince Jin?
He was also quite shocked to see Sect Leader Yin arrive, and now, looking closely at Sect Leader Yin, Xiao Hei noticed something even more—
Sect Leader Yin didn't even use their fire-avoiding cloaks, but there was no white smoke emanating from his body either.
Could it be that Sect Master Yin is not afraid of refining fire?
Is he really that good?
Xiao Hei couldn't help but look at Yin Changxing, and saw him reach out and pinch a little bit of "soil" from the paper packet, sprinkling it around the ice bed.
Strangely enough, such a small handful of soil, which is so fine that it is invisible when scattered, like dust, can be seen by Xiao Hei here after being scattered around. The ice bed is now half isolated from the refining fire.
Is it being roasted, but not directly "burned"?
After all, the fire-refining process cannot be completely neutralized by simply isolating the parts.
What it is?
Xiao Hei's expression changed.
If someone were to bring these things in, wouldn't they be able to run rampant in Hell?
Yin Yunting also witnessed this scene.
He originally intended to ask directly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was as if the words automatically came to mind, and what came out was—
"Is this the Netherworld Soil from the Desolate Region?"
After asking this question, Yin Yunting was taken aback for a moment.
How did he know?
Did he remember?
Yin Changxing was not surprised that he knew about this.
"Correct."
He replied, clapped his hands, and walked over to Zhou Shiyue.
Lu Zhaoling had already threatened Zhou Shiyue, saying that she would remarry someone else and have a bunch of babies. Moreover, in order to anger Zhou Shiyue, she impulsively mentioned Yuan Jinyi.
“That guy, what’s his name, Yuan Jinyi, didn’t he say he wanted to marry me? If you don’t wake up, I’ll do as he wishes and remarry him. I believe he’ll be happy to marry me right away.”
"With his audacity, he's been crippled by you, his leg is broken, and his house is wrecked. Even if he wants revenge, he'll marry me right away, and then I'll have several children, each of them bearing the surname Yuan!"
Yin Changxing: “…”
Yin Yunting: “…”
No, I asked you to wake up the Prince of Jin, not to make him so angry that he dies.
Lu Zhaoling called out to Zhou Shiyue while keeping a close eye on him. If he still didn't wake up, it would mean that her master was lying to her.
Zhou Shiyue's eyelashes trembled.
Lu Zhaoling thought she was seeing things.
"Master! Look at his eyelashes!" She immediately tugged at Yin Changxing.
Yin Changxing had already seen it.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt like teasing Lu Zhaoling. "Hmm, I've read it, it's quite long. So what?"
Lu Zhaoling: “…”
At that moment, Zhou Shiyue weakly and slowly opened his eyes.
His lips moved slightly, his voice so faint it was almost a mosquito's buzz—
“I… went to be castrated…” Yuan Jinyi.
But he didn't have the strength to finish his sentence.
Yin Changxing reached out and put away the bottle on his chest, then snatched the golden pen from Lu Zhaoling's hand and quickly drew a talisman on his chest.
"Zhou Shiyue!" Lu Zhaoling cried out, large tears rolling down her cheeks and falling to the ground.
He's awake! The Prince of Jin is awake!
Little Black was so excited that he spun around on the spot.
Yin Yunting collapsed to the ground.
Yin Changxing didn't even have time to catch him.
She could only glance at him and extend her hand, saying, "You can't just sit here."
Yin Yunting grabbed his hand and used his strength to stand up, saying helplessly, "Father, I don't want to sit either."
He was completely exhausted.
He's almost exhausted.
I wonder if he should really die again before he can fully recall his memories as a judge.
After all, the judge is definitely not a living person.
Lu Zhaoling had already thrown herself into Zhou Shiyue's arms and hugged him tightly.
She realized she was crying and instinctively rushed over, not wanting Zhou Shiyue to see her crying.
But she didn't expect that when she threw herself into his arms, her tears soaked his warm chest.
Zhou Shiyue clearly sensed it.
He knew he had probably scared Lu Xiao'er quite a bit this time. He tried to reach out and hug her, but even with all his strength, he could only move his fingers and couldn't lift his arm at all.
Yin Changxing, supporting Yin Yunting with one hand, looked at Lu Zhaoling and Zhou Shiyue and said, "Alright, let's leave here first."
They can't stay here for long.
"Master, can he go out now?" Lu Zhaoling was still nestled in Zhou Shiyue's arms. Hearing his heartbeat return to its strong rhythm, she felt for the first time that his heartbeat sounded so beautiful.
“You can go out,” Yin Changxing said.
"Little Black, come in and help your judge." He called out to Little Black again.
"Yes!"
Xiao Hei rushed in, helped Yin Yunting up, and then quickly retreated.
"Go out."
Yin Changxing pulled Lu Zhaoling away, then turned around and carried Zhou Shiyue on his back.
"Keep up with me," he said to Lu Zhaoling.
Lu Zhaoling quickly grabbed Zhou Shiyue's drooping hand and hurried after him.
They made their way out of purgatory.
This time, Lu Zhaoling finally had the mind to look around.
She saw clusters of bright red fire rising from the ground every so often.
Some of the flames had black frames next to them, with ghosts tied to them.
The ghosts were wailing mournfully, which sounded extremely eerie.
There were still many bones and skulls on the ground.
Some flames had large pots on them, with some liquid bubbling and boiling inside. Just as she was trying to get a better look, a skeletal claw emerged from one of the pots.
hiss.
Is it still not completely dead even though it's just a skeleton?
When she came in, she had no interest in the environment and didn't see any of these things.
Now that she saw it, Lu Zhaoling was shocked that she hadn't noticed these things at all. It was fortunate that she was able to rush straight in the right direction and didn't run into those tortured ghosts.
Who knows what would happen if she accidentally knocked over someone's pot.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and move." Yin Changxing's voice pulled her back to her senses. Lu Zhaoling withdrew her attention and quickly helped Zhou Shiyue, trying to share some of the weight. However, this effort ended up supporting the prince's buttocks.
Zhou Shiyue: “…”
This action is somewhat indecent.
He was powerless to resist.
Once out of purgatory, Yin Changxing breathed a sigh of relief.