A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 312 Soul Locking 6
Hearing these words in everyone's ears, it was very unpleasant. This clearly looked down on them and secretly called them cowards!

As soon as Lan Junque's words fell, the people from the Qixian Gate, under Xiao Muli's secret hint, stepped forward one after another, and said in unison: "I am willing to do the work of a dog and a horse for the protection of the Dharma, and I will not hesitate to break my body."

Everyone's voice was like a bell, sincere and heroic, and their momentum was like a rainbow, without the slightest hesitation.

It was like slapping them loudly.

Lan Junque's face showed satisfaction, and he was about to speak to agree, but he was taken a step ahead.

"Who said we were scared? We were just discussing who to go. Everyone rushed to go to such an exciting adventure." One of them said insincerely with his neck stuck.

Naturally, Lan Junque would not expose his lies, and signaled the Qixian sect to be calm, and looked at the speaker with a smile.

"None of the people present are cowards, and none of them are greedy for life and afraid of death, don't you think so?" The man shouted loudly, finally arousing everyone's courage.

"Okay, sure enough, they are all heroes, so hurry up, everyone must be tired, so don't waste any more time." Lan Junque interjected, "Which one of you will try?"

There was another silence in the crowd.

However, this silence didn't last long, and after a while, a few people took the initiative to take a big step forward and stood in front of everyone.

Xiao Muli raised his eyes and found that Ming Aohuai was also among them. He hadn't spoken since just now, and only looked at everyone with a half-smile, with a strange look on his face.

But now, knowing the danger, he volunteered to experiment, but he really didn't know what he was going to do.

Lan Junque was obviously also a little surprised, but he didn't express much, he just stretched out his hand to Xiao Muli, motioning for her to give him the soul-locking mirror.

Xiao Muli was a little hesitant. Although Lan Junque probably had a soul that was not left behind, after all these years, the ability of the soul-locking mirror has been greatly reduced. If Lan Junque can't drive it, then what should we do?

Moreover, Xiao Muli was also afraid that if Lan Junque could not drive the soul-locking mirror, would it also prove that he was not left behind? How would she deal with herself then?

So, she shook her head unobtrusively at Lan Junque, signaling him to give up.

Lan Junque gave her a comforting smile, and whispered in her ear: "Although I don't have the memory of that person, I firmly believe that I will never disappoint you, just let me try!"

While Xiao Muli was in a daze, he took the soul-locking mirror from her hand, and before she woke up to stop it, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the mirror.

As soon as the blood touched the mirror, it seeped in quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if the blood had never been there.

At the same time, the soul-locking mirror burst into light, rose from Lan Junque's hand, and floated in the air.

Perhaps it was due to the addition of blood, the light emitted was reddish, which looked extremely strange.

Lan Junque signaled everyone to stand around the soul-locking mirror, and warned them to relax their bodies and must not resist, otherwise their souls would be injured by the soul-locking mirror.

Except for Ming Aohuai, the rest of them were a little scared, but when things came to an end, it was impossible to repent, so they had to bite the bullet.

So, they simply closed their eyes, intending to resign themselves to fate.

Lan Junque's eyes were fixed on the soul-locking mirror, and the familiar feeling in his heart became clearer. He looked solemn, opened and closed his lips, and silently recited the spell that appeared out of nowhere in his mind.

(End of this chapter)