Chapter 86: Soul Hunter, Black and White
Qin Ruan took the handkerchief and with a slight movement of her fingertips, the sinister energy on the handkerchief seeped through.
In an instant, the sinister energy entwined on the handkerchief was absorbed completely by her.
The object had carried too much over the hundreds of years.
The absorbed sinister energy was clean, and the handkerchief turned into ashes, falling onto the dirty ground and blending into the dust.
The people around who were conscious saw everything Qin Ruan did.
They couldn't see the sinister energy, nor did they understand what Qin Ruan was doing.
Tonight, what she did was too outstanding, and it had already made the celestial masters present wary.
Qin Ruan clearly felt her lifespan extend after absorbing the sinister energy.
The red thread on the inside of her arm was conscious, and this change was clearly detectable.
Feeling good, Qin Ruan's lips curled up in a beautiful arc.
She lifted her head and looked outside, whispering, "It's getting light outside."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mei, who was curled up in the corner of the room, trembled slightly.
Her body gradually became transparent.
"I almost forgot about her."
Xiao Mei's movement caught Qin Ruan's attention.
She walked slowly towards Xiao Mei, who was about to lose her soul form.
As she walked, the light in the room gradually dimmed.
There was a sound in the air, and a chilling air instantly invaded.
"Master, why is it so cold?" Qiao Jiu's voice sounded in the darkness, mixed with a hint of complaint.
"Be careful with your words!"
Qiao Nanyuan's imposing voice followed.
The other celestial masters around them dared not move at all.
Something brushed past them, and a suffocating feeling overwhelmed them. It was the call of death.
Qin Ruan walked in front of Xiao Mei and lightly nodded to the black and white figures that appeared beside her.
The black and white figures nodded in return.
Their gaze was fixed on Xiao Mei, who had a face full of unwillingness and despair. They made her feel as if she was on the verge of a breakdown.
Qin Ruan looked at Xiao Mei, whose face was filled with despair and unwillingness, with a hint of coldness in her deep and clear eyes.
Her red lips lightly opened: "Your death is to repay the debt from your past life. Everything has not been repaid yet, and you have three more lives to go before you can be free. Follow them."
"No, I'm not willing! It was Du Changheng who pushed me out because he was afraid of death, and it was Ling Feng who killed me! I am innocent!" Xiao Mei became emotional, and she couldn't accept her fate even when the soul-reaping messengers had arrived.
Why did she have to die?
Why wasn't it Du Changheng who died instead?
And Ling Feng, the woman who had a past entanglement with Du Changheng, what did she have to do with her?
"Your death is retribution. No one wanted to kill you. Blame yourself for harboring evil thoughts towards Ling Feng in your past life," Qin Ruan's voice was cold, showing her impatience.
"...I don't know her at all!" Xiao Mei's face was confused.
"If there were no entanglements, you would not have appeared in Qi Mountain."
Qin Ruan's voice grew even colder, clearly losing her patience.
She lifted her chin towards the black and white figure standing beside Xiao Mei: "Black and White, please take her away."
"Miss, farewell," the black figure took out a dark chain emitting a chilly aura and restrained Xiao Mei.
"No, I don't want to!" Xiao Mei shouted unwillingly, tears of blood streaming down her face.
Qin Ruan remained indifferent, showing no sympathy.
Xiao Mei's identity became apparent from the moment she suffered retribution.
As a princess, she had been taught evil magic by a national teacher and stripped Ling Feng's soul from her body, thus, this debt had to be repaid.
The black and white figure pulled Xiao Mei away, and the lighting in the room instantly returned to normal.
Qin Ruan turned around slowly, facing several pairs of shining eyes.
The summoning of the black and white soul-reaping messengers was unexpected even for her.
Last time when she caught the Mountain Yao, only a small soul-reaping messenger had appeared.
(The end of this chapter)
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