Chapter 62 Burning Soul

But Lei Shoye didn't say the words after all.

Fang Xiaoyu was currently suffering from the burning of her soul by the heart fire. It would be a bit unethical to ask for it at this time.

The river of light swords attacked Huo Ling'er, arriving in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Although Huo Ling'er was seriously injured, her reaction was extremely fast. She also had some sense and immediately recognized the sword river technique. Knowing that she couldn't dodge it, she used all her strength at the critical moment, took out her identity token from her storage bag, and crushed it.

A beam of teleportation light descended from the dome.

But the river of light swords had already arrived.

The river of light swords entered Huo Ling'er's brow before the teleportation light could. Huo Ling'er immediately screamed.

Fortunately, before the river of light swords could cause more damage, Huo Ling'er was teleported away by the light.

"What a...pity!"

In the arena, only Fang Xiaoyu, whose soul was still in agony, remained.

And Lei Shoye, who was at a loss.

Lei Shoye looked at the wooden ball in the formation, which still hadn't caught fire.

Then he looked at Fang Xiaoyu outside the formation, who was now clutching her head in pain and falling to the ground.

Should he save her?

If she died like this, no one would keep pestering me for a duel, and no Rain-Protecting Alliance would come to kill me.

The moment this thought appeared in Lei Shoye's mind, he extinguished it instantly.

No, he had to save her.

Lei Shoye instinctively stood up and flew towards Fang Xiaoyu.

During this process, he was a little surprised.

Why do I want to save her?

Did I also get the Xiaoyu Syndrome?

No,

Impossible,

Absolutely impossible.

I, Wan Lei, am a kind-hearted person, yes, that's right. I can't just stand by and watch an innocent, pitiful person die in front of me.

Besides, if anyone is going to kill her, it should be me defeating her and killing her. No one else has the right.

Yes, that's right.

I'm such a good person.

Lei Shoye convinced himself and arrived next to Fang Xiaoyu.

He stopped moving.

It wasn't that he suddenly realized something and decided not to save her, but that he didn't know how to save her.

If her body was on fire, Lei Shoye could help put it out, but what should he do if her soul was on fire?

Forget it, let's try anything.

"Um, Fang Xiaoyu, relax your mind. I'll send my divine sense into your sea of consciousness and see if I can help you."

Lei Shoye said.

Fang Xiaoyu was still screaming and couldn't respond to him at all.

Seeing this, Lei Shoye assumed she was agreeing, so his divine sense entered her body.

It was exceptionally smooth.

...

"The Huo family must give me an explanation for this matter!"

Outside the formation, the Fang clan leader's face was extremely gloomy. He knew how overbearing the Huo family's heart fire was.

"Hmph, explanation? When your Fang Xiaoyu killed my Ling'er, she didn't hold back!"

The Huo clan leader immediately retorted.

"If my daughter dies, the Fang family will fight the Huo family to the death."

"Who's afraid of who!"

"Oh, Old Fang, Old Huo, calm down, both of you. The children are still fine. Besides, the competition rules state that life and death are determined by fate. This isn't a violation of the rules.

Your daughter will be fine; don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The Liu clan leader stood up to mediate.

"Hmph!"

"Hmph!"

Fang Xiaoyu's soul was burning.

This was the scene Wan Lei saw.

Wan Lei stepped forward. Fang Xiaoyu's soul was currently sitting cross-legged in the center of her sea of consciousness, with the heart fire constantly burning her soul.

Her soul's expression was twisted and in unbearable pain.

Wan Lei reached out and patted Fang Xiaoyu's soul. He didn't know how to extinguish the fire, so he could only try the most primitive method, such as patting it out.

As soon as his hand touched Fang Xiaoyu's soul, the flames followed his hand and burned towards his entire body.

Pain,

Real soul-searing pain.

Wan Lei didn't even have time to scream before he was burned to ashes.

"Huff...!"

Wan Lei's physical body suddenly opened his eyes. The flames were so overbearing that they could extinguish his wisp of divine sense in the blink of an eye.

The intense pain made Wan Lei feel a burst of fear.

How could Fang Xiaoyu endure this kind of pain that was unbearable even for a second?

What a tenacious character, what a powerful soul.

Wan Lei pondered for a few seconds and decided to send his entire soul deep into Fang Xiaoyu's sea of consciousness to help her extinguish the fire.

Relying on a wisp of divine sense was simply impossible.

His soul was the soul of the Thunder God from his previous life, extremely powerful. It should...not be burned to death, right?

Forget it, he would risk it.

Wan Lei immediately separated his soul from his body.

As soon as his soul left his body, he felt an extremely powerful rejection.

He knew that the Heavenly Dao of the Lei Feng Realm was rejecting him.

This was the Yang Realm, not the Ghost Realm.

Souls were not tolerated in this world.

Fortunately, he was very close to Fang Xiaoyu. Before the will of the Heavenly Dao could reject him from this world, he entered Fang Xiaoyu's body.

"What...is Wan Lei doing?"

Outside the formation, the old Yin Yang Sect leader frowned and asked.

"His soul has entered Xiaoyu's body. He should be trying to help her extinguish the fire."

At this time, Wan Lei in the projection had a vacant look in his eyes, staring blankly ahead.

These big shots were all top figures in the Lei Feng Realm. How could they not see that Wan Lei's soul had left his body?

"Doesn't he know how dangerous it is for a soul to leave the body and enter someone else's body? Once the host has the heart to retaliate, he will be devoured and his soul will be scattered."

"I don't know if he knows, but his actions undoubtedly put his own life and death aside.

Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, the Fang family will remember this favor."

Wan Lei didn't know how easy it was for a host to devour a foreign soul in their body. When he entered the original Wan Lei's body, the original Wan Lei's soul had already gone to the Ghost Realm.

But he also knew that his actions were very dangerous, yet he still did it.

He walked to Fang Xiaoyu's soul and... hugged her.

The heart fire sensed Wan Lei's soul and immediately separated half of itself, completely enveloping Wan Lei as well.

Pain!

Pain that made it impossible to breathe,

Pain that made him want to kill himself,

To end the pain.

Wan Lei gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the urge to commit suicide, suppressing the flames.

He was the soul of the Thunder God, and his soul was very powerful, yet he still found it difficult to endure this pain.

But...how could Fang Xiaoyu endure it?

The flames were slowly extinguishing.

He didn't know how long it had been, perhaps a quarter of an hour, an hour, a day, a year...

The flames finally went out.

Wan Lei breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Fang Xiaoyu in his arms. Suddenly, a scene appeared before his eyes.

It was an altar, and a young woman was standing there. Countless people were kneeling and shouting "Wind God Fairy".

The scene was fleeting, and Wan Lei didn't have time to see it clearly.

Then, Fang Xiaoyu woke up.