The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 578
Facing Jun Moran, he said in a low voice: "Jun Moran, that's your child.

That was the child Jian Luo gave birth to with all his might. "

With a 'boom—', when Jun Moran heard these words, it was as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue.

Heart, instantly shattered.

The blood seemed to be frozen.

his child?

His and Luo Er's child?
Running to Jian Luo's side in one step, Jun Moran pulled Ye Wuhuang away, and hugged Jian Luo's already hypothermic body.

"Luoer."

With a soft murmur, Jun Moran's heart broke.

Picking up the water-blue spiritual power in his hand, Jun Moran poured it into Jian Luo's body.

He knew that Jian Luo had saved him with all his blood.

He knew that after saving him, Jian Luo only had three months.

Now that it has been extended for seven months, Huo'er and Ye Wuhuang must have used some special method.

But, he didn't allow it, he didn't allow her to leave.

The spiritual power in his hand was like mud like the sea, poured into Jian Luo's body, but there was no response.

Beside him, the baby in the swaddle was still crying.

Here, Jun Moran sent spiritual power into Jian Luo's body desperately.

"It's useless. The little girl has already."

Ye Wuhuang only spoke, but Jun Moran immediately interrupted with an angry shout: "Shut up."

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it will be useless.

He didn't believe that Jian Luo would leave him.

He doesn't believe it.

He will never believe it.

Just when Jun Moran was delivering spiritual power to Jian Luo.

The strange thing is that the surroundings of Jian Luo's body began to change.

Wisps of white-like aura began to disperse in all directions.

Jun Moran was originally focused on conveying spiritual power.

Seeing this scene, the ice blue pupils instantly expanded.

Seeing this, Ye Wuhuang frowned, and shouted: "Gather these spiritual energy quickly.

This is Jian Luo's soul.

If the soul disperses, Jian Luo will disappear from the Three Realms. "

Huo'er's small crimson eyes reflected an unbelievable light.

The little master disappeared into the Three Realms?
No, no.

Jun Moran finally stopped sending spiritual power.

With a clasp of five fingers in the air, he grabbed the aura that had already revealed a small half in the air.

Ye Wuhuang didn't dare to be negligent, and the black spiritual power suddenly rose, and it was drawn towards Jian Luo's soul.

Opening his palm, Jun Moran froze.

No.

The soul was not collected.

Looking up, strands of souls are still dancing in the air, and it looks like they are about to fly away in all directions.

Ye Wuhuang's face is also stinky.

How to do?
Can't collect it.

They cannot collect souls.

Jun Moran stared blankly at the souls scurrying about in mid-air.

A trace of determination flashed deep in his eyes.

Raising his hand, Jun Moran walked towards his heart.

With a finger in the void, a drop of blood was drawn from the heart in an instant.

Yingying is faint, exuding a soul-stirring light.

Ye Wuhuang's face darkened: "The blood of the heart?"

Jun Moran's face turned pale in an instant, and the blood beads on his index finger were shining brightly.

Jun Moran pointed at the gathering place of Jian Luo's soul in the air.

The blood beads instantly flew away from Jun Moran's fingertips and flew into the air.

The crimson light twined upwards, tightly binding the scattered souls together.

Seeing this, Jun Moran breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

His hands formed a formula in front of his chest.

I saw that the soul bound by the red light slowly moved towards Jian Luo's body.

After a cup of tea, the scattered souls completely re-entered Jian Luo's body.

Jun Moran stretched out his index finger and pressed lightly on the center of Jian Luo's eyebrows, and a wave of water-blue spiritual power poured in.

(End of this chapter)