Rival In Love Says He Must Marry Me

  Chapter 634 Resurrection failed

  Xiao Jiuhan is an extremely rational person.

  For a moment of pleasure, use up your last strength to die with a few betrayers?

   Or use the last strength to leave a chance for yourself and Yanmu to meet again in the future, and come back alive to take revenge?

  How to choose, no doubt.

  That day, she gave up the idea of ​​dying together, and used her last strength to quietly place Yan Mu's spiritual consciousness in Hanyue Jue.

  Even if Yan Mu's body no longer exists, as long as she keeps her spiritual consciousness, she will have a way to revive Yan Mu.

   "I wish: the soul returns."

  The moment she uttered the wish-fulfillment words, a soft light rose slowly from the Hanyue Jue and converged on the top of Yan Mu's head.

   After lingering for a few laps, the light was like a weak candle, which was suddenly blown out.

How could this be?

  Xiao Jiuhan couldn't help being shocked.

  But things were far beyond her expectations. Just after the light dissipated, Yan Mu's body also disappeared in front of her eyes.

"how come?"

  She didn't care about thinking, and hurriedly opened the enchantment, quickly searching for the dissipated spiritual consciousness.

  But no matter how hard she looked, there was no trace, and Yan Mu's spiritual consciousness just disappeared out of thin air.

  The body can be reshaped without it, but with the dissipated spiritual consciousness, there is no way to bring Yan Mu back to life.

   Failed?

   But why is this happening?

  She can be sure that there is no problem on her side, so it can only be that someone has tampered with it somewhere!

  Han Yuezong?

  …

   Canghaizhou.

   After chatting with Fu Qingtao and his wife, Fu Ronglan went back to the room alone.

  His expression was a little heavy.

  Because of something Fu Qingtao and Wen Cuicui said to him.

  He thought, he might really need a little time to think and digest.

   But at least after the conversation, he was relieved about the voice he heard in the dream last night.

   But at the same time, there was another problem in front of him.

  Fu Ronglan frowned and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the picture of the sea and the sky outside the window.

   The weather is calm and the sky is really a good place.

  If possible, he doesn't want to see this world destroyed.

  Xiao Jiuhan, he should have the same idea as him, right?

   While deep in thought, Fu Ronglan's purple eyes froze suddenly, and her body became stiff!

   And on the other side.

  Wen Cuicui is flipping through the latest international fashion magazine, looking at the clothes on the coloring pages.

   "This dress is good, my daughter-in-law must look better than this model!"

  Fu Qingtao couldn't laugh or cry, and said with emotion: "Madam, you are really lenient, and you are not worried at all."

  Ms. Wen Cuicui raised her eyelids disapprovingly, and stingily gave her husband a disgusted look.

   "Worried? What's the use of worrying? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. In the past, I just couldn't get rid of my sad face. Now he even brought his wife back, and other trivial matters are nothing."

   "You really believe them, but that person is not a kind person after all, even you and I can't help it, what if Rong Lan and the others can't handle it?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Fu Qingtao, can you stop talking about being discouraged? I'm still waiting to hold my grandson! By the way, I have to prepare the crib and the baby's clothes as soon as possible. Caught off guard."

  Wen Cuicui said that the wind is the rain, she threw down the magazine and got up in a hurry.

  She had just stood up when she suddenly stopped and looked at Fu Qingtao.

"coming?"

  The two looked at the sea outside the window at the same time, Fu Qingtao nodded: "Yes, here we come!"

This month’s update is a bit self-willed, let yourself go, it’s really almost over, there’s not much left, everyone just follow me lightly, the last journey, just take a look, but I’m still writing seriously .

  (end of this chapter)