latelenovela Chapter 205 Episode 81 Song Yi's Death
Chapter 205 Episode 81 Song Yi's Death
She stared at He Siyun with a sharp gaze and asked calmly, "Do you have a solution?" Her voice was full of unquestionable majesty, but the slightly trembling tone revealed her inner nervousness and anticipation.
He Siyun realized that his goal had been achieved, so he stopped hiding it and slowly said, "As long as you offer your inner elixir, I have a technique that can re-condense her soul. But this body requires a sacred tree, and you have to find a way to obtain the sacred tree yourself."
At this moment, Jiao Yu only wanted to revive her lover, so she didn't bother to think about whether this method was effective. She said without hesitation: "I can give you the inner elixir, but you'd better not lie to me." Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if she had already put life and death aside.
Jiao Yuanling was extremely anxious listening to this. She couldn't believe that His Majesty believed the enemy's words so easily. She shouted, "Your Majesty, no! There must be something fishy going on. You can't trust her so easily!" Her voice was full of anxiety and worry as she tried to wake up Jiao Yu who was blinded by hope.
Sanniang also frowned and said, "There is no magic in this world that can gather scattered spirits. What's more... the empress... her soul has dissipated... This is simply a fairy tale." Every word she said was true, but Jiaoyu couldn't hear her at all.
Song Yi was fighting fiercely with Twelve on the side, his heart full of doubts. He didn't understand when so many strange spells appeared in the Three Realms. While waving his weapons to resist Twelve's attacks, he shouted to Jiao Yu: "Don't believe it, you will lose if you believe it!"
He Siyun raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and let out a scornful chuckle, and said slowly: "Don't underestimate this forbidden technique." In fact, she was just taking the opportunity to delay time.
Just when everyone was distracted by her words, Qi quietly approached Lingxu, and while everyone was not paying attention, she successfully took Lingxu into her hands and handed it to He Siyun. She raised her hand and caught Lingxu steadily. After looking at it carefully, she put it away with satisfaction.
Then, He Siyun's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and he said to Jiao Yu: "Since Lingxu is still intact, Your Majesty, I will tell you the truth. All of this is false, including what I just said." The tone was light, but it hit Jiao Yu's heart like a hammer.
Jiao Yu widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief, and shouted angrily: "You! You lied to me!" She was so angry that her whole body was shaking, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, and blood was oozing out.
He wanted to rush forward and fight He Siyun to the death, but his spiritual energy was almost exhausted and his body was soft and weak. He staggered as soon as he took a step and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.
Seeing this, He Siyun pretended to be calm and said, "The formation will soon disappear. See you next time." After that, his eyes swept towards Song Yi intentionally or unintentionally.
Song Yi felt his body suddenly become lighter. He looked down and found that his body was slowly becoming transparent. Twelve took this opportunity to break free from Song Yi's attack, and with a flash of his body, he successfully escaped to He Siyun's side.
Song Yi was stunned, his mind went blank for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
He realized that his body had been destroyed, which was a sign of his spirit dissipating, and meant that he would soon completely disappear from this world.
His past carefree and uninhibited demeanor instantly faded away. At this moment, his face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on He Siyun in front of him, full of doubts: "Who are you?"
He Siyun acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his expression remained unchanged, and he turned and left with Seven and Twelve. Before leaving, Twelve paused slightly, looked at Song Yi deeply, and in the end, without saying a word, he followed He Siyun and walked away quickly.
Jiao Yu watched them leave, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white and his nails almost digging into his flesh.
She felt a mixture of emotions. Her mind told her that what He Siyun said was most likely a scam, but there was always a voice in her heart shouting: There must be hope! As long as we can find a way to crack it, Ling Yinghan will definitely be resurrected.
However, at this moment, her spiritual energy was exhausted, and she was physically and mentally exhausted. She was no different from a waste. She was unwilling but powerless.
Song Yi watched in despair as his hand slowly turned transparent. He looked up and saw Bai Jin and the others hurrying over. Seeing his friend for the last time, Song Yi felt a surge of relief. His lips curled up slightly as he whispered, "Goodbye."
Before he disappeared, Song Yi moved his lips silently and looked straight at Bai Jin. Bai Jin understood his lip language at a glance - the last thing Song Yi said was "Sorry, I couldn't help you."
Bai Jin looked at the place where Song Yi disappeared, his eyes red, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force.
"Song Yi..." Bai Jin muttered to himself, his voice trembling and choking with uncontrollable sobs. He took a few steps forward, and there were only traces of spiritual power fluctuations left, and there was no trace of Song Yi.
Su Yan stood aside, her body trembling slightly, her teeth clenched, desperately trying to hold back the tears. The panic in her eyes grew deeper, the shock of her dream coming true leaving her in a deep state of fear and self-blame. She kept asking herself, why had she had a premonition but felt powerless to change it? Why hadn't she spoken up sooner? Even just to give everyone a heads-up could have turned the situation around.
She subconsciously looked at Bai Jin, and their eyes met inadvertently. Su Yan opened her lips slightly, and wanted to say something several times but stopped herself. She really wanted to tell her dream. The scene she dreamed of was exactly the same, but for some reason, her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't say anything. She was anxious but helpless.
Jing Jin stood silently beside Su Yan, watching every expression on her face.
Bai Jin kept muttering to himself: "Song Yi's life is tougher than a turtle, he will be fine..."
Tai Ming slowly woke up in Bai Jin's arms. As soon as her confused eyes opened, she saw herself lying in Jiang Yunjiu's arms. Her small body tensed instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
Subconsciously, she began to struggle hard. As she twisted her body in panic, her eyes swept forward and she suddenly saw the queen mother who exuded majesty and coldness. Fear instantly gripped her heart, causing her breathing to stagnate.
Without thinking too much, she struggled to break free with her hands and feet, and like a frightened little animal, she hid behind a stone pillar in a panic, sticking out half of her head and looking around timidly.
But in the blink of an eye, the image of her mother suddenly appeared in her mind again. Her gentle face and doting smile disappeared like bubbles, leaving her alone, lost and helpless.
The immense grief was like a surging tide that instantly drowned her. Tai Ming's small shoulders shook violently, she covered her face with her hands, and couldn't help sobbing. Her suppressed cries echoed faintly in the silent space, tugging at the hearts of everyone present.
Jiao Yu had noticed Bai Jin and his group early on. At first, a hint of vigilance flashed in her eyes. Fortunately, Sanniang hurried forward and explained softly the origins of everyone, thus defusing the tension.