Xiao Xue Xiao Gathering Soul

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"Dead..." Xue Yang was suddenly scared and at a loss, "Then what are Xiao Xingchen and A-Qing I saw this morning..."

Xue Yang took a step back, his pupils were slightly unfocused, and he said in a daze, "Then what am I...?"

Hearing Xue Yang's tone, Xiao Xingchen sighed, a little distressed and didn't know how to speak, should he tell him the truth, or coax him to go with him?

"You are now a remnant soul."

"How is it possible???!!!" Xue Yang's eyes widened, his pupils were bloodshot, it was obvious that the revenge had not been completed, and Chang Ping was not dead yet.

Xiao Xingchen walked towards Xue Yang, he frowned, but he was in great pain, the memories of the past tormented him.Xue Yang used to like and cherish the state of a young friend like Xue Yang, and even hoped that he could stay like this for the rest of his life.

But... the sincere heart that was held was smashed to pieces, smashed into the mud and covered with dust.

Xiao Xingchen felt that it was difficult for him to control his body movements, so he stepped forward and hugged Xue Yang, leaning his head on his shoulder, "A Yang...you can come with me, okay?"

Xue Yang felt that the man was obviously taller than himself, but at this moment he was showing weakness, "Xiao Xingchen?"

He had just made an impassioned speech just now, but suddenly his momentum weakened.He just said that he is a wandering soul, but why he has no impression of why he died at all, there are too many doubts, and what he wants to ask the most at this moment is: "You said you took me away, why?"

"Help you regain your soul."

"Ha, shouldn't you hate me to death?"

Xiao Xingchen looked at him, Xue Yang was taken aback by the look in his pupils, "You..."

Xue Yang turned his head and said, "I'll go with you."