Chapter 1539: This Love Can Be a Reminiscence, The Body of T

tripod with three legs and two ears appeared.The surface of the tripod is engraved with mountains, rivers, seas, flowers, birds, insects, fish, and totemic figures of ancient people worshipping.The ri...With the appearance of the two great masters, Dugu Jian Shen and Kunlun Tian Shi.

The originally precarious Immortal Domain camp seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline once more.

However, it is not just that.

Before, the suddenly departed Yuánchè had unexpectedly returned.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, the most stunning woman in the world. At this moment, there was an indescribable aura of perfection surrounding her.

Just like a piece of jade that was once flawed, but now restored to its flawless perfection.

"How did you get back here"

Jiang Luoli and others were also confused.

She still thought that Yuan Che was afraid of death and had gone back to the fairy court, but she didn't expect her to appear again.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell on Yuan Che.

His eyes, suddenly, flickered.

For he saw, in the depths of her eyes, a wellspring of glistening tears.

"Yuan Che, what's wrong with you"

Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

“Freely…”

YUAN CHE suddenly spoke, his eyes filled with a deep, loving longing.

What was strange to Jian Jun Xiaoyao was that look, it seemed, wasn't quite like Yuan Che himself.

"At first, we fell into a cycle of a hundred lifetimes with you."

"I thought, that was my destiny."

"Later I learned, that was my fate."

To meet you in the most beautiful years of life is my luck.

"And now, this is my last thing I can do for you."

"From now on, I will still be here, just in a different way..."

Yuan Che whispered softly.

But Jun Xiaoyao's expression suddenly stilled.

"Ling Yuan"

"Could it be that you..." Jun Xiaoyao instantly understood everything.

Yuán Chè smiled, but there was a trace of tears in her eyes, she didn't know if they were hers or someone else's.

"Indeed, Lingyuan willingly returns to me. Only then can the Fuxi Saint Body and the Nuwa Saint Body merge, and my soul can be complete."

"Only by becoming a dual emperor's body can I fully unleash the power of the Emperor's bloodline and summon the trump card my father left in my blood."

"That's the only way to help Xiaoyao."

Yuanche said.

Jun Xiaoyao stood silently.

Even if there were war raging outside, he seemed to hear none of it.

Lingyuan's soul returned to Yuanche.

Just like before, Ti Nü Yuan returned to Ling Yuan's side.

Destiny is a cycle.

"But why didn't she say anything, not even goodbye" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Because she was afraid...

"She was afraid that after saying goodbye to you, she wouldn't be able to bear being apart from you." Yuan Che smiled through tears, with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Jun Xiaoyao fell silent.

He thought again of Lingyuan's unusual expression at the engagement banquet.

And her last words.

"Being carefree, I only hope that in the years to come, you might occasionally remember a woman named Lingyuan."

Strictly speaking, Ling Yuan didn't die.

She was always Yuan Che's Earth Soul, so returning now seems only natural.

Just like the celestial maiden, Tian Nu Yuan, before.

But for some unknown reason, Jun Xiaoyao remained silent, a strange feeling washing over him.

By this point, even the most jealous Jiang Luoli didn't utter a word.

She understands the feeling of unrequited love.

Jiang Shengyi's eyes drooped, her long eyelashes slightly lowered.

Yuan Che walked forward and suddenly, with one hand, he touched Jun Xiaoyao's face.

"Xiaoyao, I don't want you to be sad."

This sentence, it seems like Yúanchè said it, yet...it also seems like Língyuǎn said it.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath.

He admitted that he did have a negative feeling towards Ling Yuan.

This emotion can be cherished as a memory, but at the time, it was just fleeting.

"I will help you, Xiao Yao. Definitely."came."Trash! You've disgraced the Xiahou Imperial Clan!"In a magnificent palace on the ancestral star.Xiahou Zhen knelt on the ground, head bowed, his face pale with shame.But at the head of the table...