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Chapter 1392 Seven Emotions

In fact, when Jiang Xuan led her into this secluded forest, Zhu Minglang actually thought of Wei Xian's experience.

This is how the fox Xiu Liuniang pulled Wei Xian into the water step by step.

Zhu Minglang still maintained a certain suspicion of Jiang Xuan, thinking that she might be the Queen Luo Xiang, and deliberately hooked up here.

But at this point, Jiang Xuan was still not very demonic. Zhu Minglang realized that she was actually a passionate and free girl. She was not willing to miss someone she had a good impression of.

This made Zhu Minglang very embarrassed. He followed him here, but finally pushed him away.

"Then you will stay with me until the moon sets in the secluded mountain, can you leave?" Jiang Xuan asked.

Zhu Minglang looked at the bright moon and began to set in the west...

He nodded, although he felt an indescribable weirdness in his heart, he didn't know how to deal with it.

During the slow walk, Jiang Xuan slowly narrated her past with some very ordinary and small things, and was not very different from ordinary girls. However, from what she described, Zhu Minglang could imagine those warm and unforgettable pictures.

She has been telling and is very devoted.

Zhu Minglang didn't bother her, but felt that her palms were not as warm as before, probably because of the cold night in the mountains.

The moon sank into the Youshan Mountain, and Jiang Xuan seemed to have many wonderful things that she had not shared with Zhu Minglang. When Zhu Minglang looked at her cheeks again, she found that her cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of snow frost, and even her lips were a little pale and bloodless!

Zhu Minglang looked at her in surprise, and only then did he realize that Jiang Xuan's body was in a state of frost and cold. It was clearly midsummer night, and she was as enthusiastic as fire just now, but she was as cold as a piece of ice. It was as cold as if she had lost the vitality of life!

"Jiang Xuan, your body..." Zhu Minglang stopped.

"This is my last day, I'm glad you'll finish it with me." Jiang Xuan smiled, with pitiful crystal clearness in her eyes.

Before Zhu Minglang could understand the chill of this sentence, Jiang Xuan's body suddenly fell slowly like a light page of paper.

A flash in the pan life.

A light soul left in the world.

She is incomplete and is destined to live beyond twenty years old.

The story of Empress Luoxiang has always misled Zhu Minglang, so that Zhu Minglang did not use his spiritual sense to see Jiang Xuan's aura.

As a god, as long as you stare at it, you can see that Jiang Xuan's energy has actually dried up. She was born like a flash of cereus, and she would pass away quickly even at her most brilliant age.

This is the last day of her life.

King Jiang was holding a happy and joyful funeral for her.

...

Zhu Minglang hugged Jiang Xuan and returned to the palace.

King Jiang had been waiting there for a long time, and he did know all this.

"I thought she wouldn't pick anyone." Jiang Wang looked at Zhu Minglang and forced a smile.

"What happened back then?" Zhu Minglang said.

"She is the Weaver Girl, and she is the God of love in the world, but who will control her own love?" said King Jiang.

"Many times God also drives ducks to put them on the shelves." Zhu Minglang made this comment.

Hearing this explanation, King Jiang smiled.

"Many people think that the story I told was made up. It was me who was clinging to the Weaver Star. In fact, she did come to the world when she was young and made friends with me. The eight emperors all coveted her beauty. If they wanted to possess her, only I understand that she came from the Immortal Court, which is far from what we mortal emperors can covet..." said King Jiang.

Zhu Minglang followed King Jiang and placed Jiang Xuan, who had died, on the woven orchid boat. Zhu Minglang saw it when he came. He thought it was a work of art, but he didn't expect it was a coffin prepared by Jiang Xuan for himself.

King Jiang looked at Zhu Minglang and gently put down Jiang Xuan, and then told the story at that time: "One of the eight emperors believed in demon cultivators and regarded the Qi Demon, Long Po, and the Fox Girl as the supreme holy spirits. In order to keep the Weaver Girl, the eight emperors believed in the so-called Holy Spirit's guidance and used the method of seduction to the Weaver Girl who was traveling on earth."

"So one of Vega stars is trapped in the human world?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Yes, she was not well-informed at that time and almost died in the world. The eight emperors used their sinister intentions and jointly with demon cultivators almost left Vega with no way out. In the end, Vega had to leave a soul to save herself from returning to the Immortal Court." King Jiang said.

"You have been carefully guarding her spirit, which is the so-called sister Jiang Xuan?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Yes, I keep building temples, hoping that one day when she stares at the world accidentally, she will be here before, so that Jiang Xuan can have a good home, but she is walking higher and higher, with too many people supporting her, our thin figures are drowned in the tide of believers, and she can't hear our voices..." King Jiang sighed softly.

Many people will protect this pain after suffering a severe injury in some aspects. Vega, who had expected a good life, came to the world with expectations of the beauty of the world, but was viciously plotted by eight sinister emperors and treacherous demon cultivators, almost died, and finally gave up his soul and fled back to heaven in panic.

She must be in pain and was even more disappointed with the world...

Zhu Minglang now understands that Vega Vega is the most respected god, but she is not very passionate about the world.

Her mind and nature should have changed dramatically at that time.

She continued to practice without any soul, her faith and will were unparalleled, and she indeed enjoyed a reputation throughout Juntian and was qualified to ascend to the corona.

But ascending to the corona, the lack of this soul had a great impact on her.

But she didn't know what the problem was.

"No matter what, my mission has been completed." King Jiang smiled bitterly, and then took down the small clean bottle hanging around Jiang Xuan's neck.

In this pure bottle, it is obviously Jiang Xuan's soul, that is, the soul of Vega Star.

The soul of the god can also be used as a soul for mortals, but the life span can only reach twenty years of age at most.

After Jiang Xuan passed away safely, this soul will return to Heaven and the Vega.

King Jiang handed the Soul Bottle to Zhu Minglang and said to Zhu Minglang: "You are the one she chose. If possible, return it to the Vega."

"Okay, I will." Zhu Minglang nodded.

King Jiang sat aside.

He stared at Jiang Xuan who was lying quietly on the orchid boat, with a faint smile on his cheeks, as if he was staring at his relatives. Perhaps for King Jiang, Jiang Xuan was a complete and precious life. And the Weaver Girl who came to the world back then was just a passerby.

Zhu Minglang could see that King Jiang loved Jiang Xuan deeply and was so reluctant to let her leave the world. Whether it was love or family affection, for King Jiang, Jiang Xuan was flesh and soul...

He was smiling and feeling relieved. Perhaps this spirit of Vega Star left Jiang Xuan's body, and Jiang Xuan was the one who truly belonged to him.

King Jiang protected her very well.

Even if you are wandering or you are glorious and glorious.

The story in the temple is indeed false...

But the real story is even more touching.

It seems that the seven emotions in the world, joy, anger, sorrow, hatred, love and desire have been fully displayed in this story between King Jiang and the Weaver Girl.
Chapter completed!
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