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Finally, Yan Wanxi separated Ma Xianhong's soul, but it did not damage it, but only used up some of her spiritual power.
After sending Ma Xianhong¡¯s soul into his body, this matter is considered complete.
As soon as Ma Xianhong left the child's body, the body immediately turned into a skeleton.
Yan Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the matter was finally successful, and her body suddenly became a little weak.
Xing Zhimo supported her, frowned and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yan Wanxi smiled and shook her head, saying, "I'm fine."
This was different from the fatigue she felt after using the Sky Eye before, but it didn't consume her spiritual power that much.
Seeing that she was really fine, Xing Zhimo helped her sit down next to her.
¡®His¡¯ sound.
The two of them looked at each other and saw that all the black energy on Fang Da's body had been swallowed up by the little white snake, and Fang Da had only one breath left and was groaning on the ground.
The little white snake returned to Yan Wanxi. Seeing that she was weak, as if he knew something, he rubbed beside her and hissed at her a few times.
As if to comfort her.
Yan Wanxi smiled and touched its head and said, "I'm fine. When you're full, go back and rest."
The little white snake nodded towards her and returned to its bowl. Yan Wanxi put it away.
"Well" Ma Xianhong's voice came from the bed.
Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo looked towards him and saw that he was covering his head, as if he was feeling a little uncomfortable.
"How do you feel?" Yan Wanxi asked aloud.
Ma Xianhong then remembered what happened just now, and slowly sat up with his body propped up. His body seemed a little stiff because he hadn't moved for too long.
However, because Fang Da wanted to make a monster with less stiff limbs, he used more corpse oil to prevent his body from being completely unable to move.
He slowly took a look at the room. He didn't know anyone here, but when he saw Yan Wanxi and the others, he wanted to kneel down to Yan Wanxi and thank her.
But Yan Wanxi stopped her, she said: "It doesn't matter, just remember to send the money to my house when the time comes."
"This is natural!" Ma Xianhong nodded quickly. After this incident, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now he believes in it.
He knew that Xing Zhimo was the young minister of Dali Temple, so he said to him, "Sir, I will leave the affairs of our family to you."
Ma Xianhong was referring to Fang Da¡¯s murder of his entire family.
He listened to Yan Wanxi¡¯s words and did not take action himself. He chose to believe in the government and Yan Wanxi.
Looking at Fang Da who was lying on the ground dying, he knew that his choice was right.
Xing Zhimo nodded towards him and said with a serious look: "This is natural. Dali Temple will definitely give you justice and give you an explanation."
"Thank you, sir, thank you, master!" Ma Xianhong smiled and thanked the two of them.
He glanced at his son's bones on the ground again and said, "Sir, let me bury my son's body myself."
Xing Zhimo agreed to his request.
Not long after, Zuo Xia led a group of people to the hut and took Fang Da back, who was looking pretty on the ground.
Yan Wanxi was sent home by Xing Zhimo and told to rest well at home.
She smiled and said, "Okay, I get it."
After saying that, she hugged him.
Xing Zhimo finally couldn't help it, grabbed her slender waist, took her to the side of the banyan tree, and kissed her hard.
He didn¡¯t let go of her until she was out of breath. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com