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68. Prayer Dance【2】

The quiet time passed by minute by minute, and she didn't know how long it had been. Suddenly, Jiang Xinyou felt a warm breeze blowing past her face from thousands of pairs of dancing arms, refreshing like the warm current of spring.

If it hadn't been for that second of freeze-frame, Jiang Xinyou would not have been able to believe that a bright red halo would emerge from the dancing Qian Shuang.

The light was very blurry. She could see it clearly but couldn't touch it. It was like the blush left under the blazing sun, and more like the magical power of rebirth under the sun. Jiang Xinyou felt as if a beautiful and quiet song was ringing in her ears.

The moving postures of thousands of pairs of dancers are like Sanskrit sounds coming from the sky.

She had seen many dances in her life, some were youthful and energetic, some were warm and tear-jerking, some were elegant and even more sexy and charming. But no dance was more beautiful than what Qian Shuang was dancing at this moment. Jiang Xinyou was almost dumbfounded.

Xia Qianshuang gradually rose into the sky, and all the red halo surrounding her gathered into a long dress with blood-red water sleeves. Like an immortal who blessed the mortal world in ancient mythology, she was surrounded by a golden light as holy as the sun. Wherever the water sleeves flickered,

It is a splendid floating place.

At the end, bursts of white smoke rose into the sky from the morgue, and Xia Qianshuang landed on the ground at some unknown time. What appeared in front of them was still black and white, but there was no soul of Mei Zi and Miao Miao.

Bai Wuchang still smiled and said: "Oh, my little girl Xiaoyao, why bother you to take care of it yourself?"

Xia Qianshuang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Leng Yan and said, "I want to help my classmates Mei Yu and Tian Xinxin recover their souls. Why didn't their souls come with you?"

Bai Wuchang quickly bowed and said: "Miss Xiaoyao, if their souls are in the underworld, why don't we bring them back to you? I'm really incompetent. I don't know the whereabouts of their souls. Please look for them carefully. Mo

Blame us."

Perhaps he was frightened by Bai Wuchang's humble attitude. Xia Qianshuang didn't know how to answer for a moment, but Bai Wuchang said in a rough voice: "If Miss Xiaoyao has nothing else, we will go back first."

After a long time, Xia Qianshuang nodded slowly, and Black and White Wuchang bowed again before leaving.

Jiang Xinyou asked in confusion: "How come we can't find the souls of Meizi and Miaomiao? Isn't Black and White Wuchang a soul seducer?"

Leng Yan explained calmly: "If the evil spirit is too resentful and flees everywhere, the soul seducer may not be able to deal with it."

"Are you saying that the souls of Meizi and Miaomiao have turned into ghosts?"

"Not necessarily, their souls are very likely to be taken away by others. Before the investigation is clear, it is best not to make rash judgments."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyou's nervous mood eased slightly. Xia Qianshuang still frowned. After relaxing for a long time, she asked doubtfully: "I just succeeded, right? Although I can still help them revive, I successfully jumped out.

It’s a prayer dance, right?”

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help holding her hand and said excitedly, "You really jumped out, and you danced very beautifully. I can't find words to describe the scene, it's like

...It’s like a shock to the heavens!”

Jiang Xinyou's words were not an exaggeration, and even Leng Yan had a slight smile on his lips.

When their eyes met, Xia Qianshuang curiously asked Leng Yan again: "Did you know that I was the reincarnation of Xia Zhizhi early on?"
Chapter completed!
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