Chapter 1963
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Jun Wu Xie pulled at her collar. The feeling of the clothes was strange. She could feel it but it felt like there was nothing under her hands. The clothes were translucent but it did not reveal her body. She pulled open the collar and looked at her chest. There were two flowers blooming on her chest, and the black coiled dragon under the flowers had disappeared.
It was the Soaring Serpent!
The Soaring Serpent had become much more well-behaved in this period of time, and did not come out to cause trouble again. Compared to Little Lotus and Poppy, the mark of the coiling dragon was very faint, and a golden cloud seemed to curl around its chest, supporting the indistinct flower.
Jun Wu Xie suddenly remembered the golden seed that Jun Wu Yao had planted in her body. The golden cloud must have been from that golden seed.
"Is there something wrong? Let me see. " Jun Wu Yao suddenly came beside Jun Xie and peered down at the slightly opened collar of Jun Xie's robe.
Jun Wu Xie immediately covered the collar tightly.
Jun Wu Yao feigned innocence as he looked at Jun Wu Xie. "I just wanted to see if you were feeling unwell."
"No, I'm fine." Jun Wu Xie knew Jun Wu Yao's character well and she did not believe his words in the slightest.
Jun Wu Yao laughed lightly, his heart feeling rather regretful.
[I almost saw it.]
"Where's my body?" Jun Wu Xie's gaze swept around the room but she did not see her body. Only a set of clothes that she had been wearing was left on the floor.
"I got Ye Jie to help you put it away. The things that the Hell Rodent swallowed cannot contain living things, so you had to change into a special set of clothes." Jun Wu Yao said with a smile.
[Does that mean her body is now in the Hell Rodent's stomach?] Jun Wu Xie was slightly surprised.
But around Jun Wu Yao, such inconceivable things would happen from time to time and as time went by, Jun Wu Xie did not feel that anything was wrong with it.
Jun Wu Xie's soul had successfully left her body. She looked at Qiao Chu and the others in the yard, feeling a little curious about this soul state. Ye Jie spent the whole night drawing more than ten sets of clothes for Jun Wu Xie. She even drew a Cosmos Sack in a soul state, allowing Jun Wu Xie to store things in it.
Qiao Chu was envious and he wanted to beg Ye Jie to draw a few sets of clothes for him but Ye Jie used the excuse of "drawing clothes for the Young Miss" to reject him and he could only continue to harass Ye Sha and Ye Mei.
In the end, Ye Sha and Ye Mei told him a cruel reality.
Only Ye Jie could burn things to them just by drawing on a piece of paper. If others wanted to do this, they would have to burn their "corpses".
Qiao Chu and the others' bodies had already been taken away, so they naturally didn't have the opportunity to do so.
Ye Jie was single-mindedly focused on drawing all sorts of strange and bizarre things for Jun Xie, and the rotund Hell Rodent was lying right beside Ye Jie, hugging a chestnut in its arms as it nibbled on it excitedly.
Jun Wu Xie's gaze involuntarily fell upon the Hell Rodent's round little tummy. The Hell Rodent was not used to being stared at by Jun Wu Xie and it hugged the chestnut in a tight circle, pointing its furry little behind at Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie's heart felt like it was about to melt.
Everything had been prepared and Jun Wu Yao informed everyone that they would be setting off for the Spirit World the next day. That night, the highly excited youths could not sleep at all. And after they had become spirit bodies, they suddenly discovered that they did not feel the slightest bit sleepy at all. For example, the night before last, the few of them had chatted with their eyes wide open till daybreak.
Spirit bodies were vastly different from normal people and before they came to the Spirit World, they would have to work hard to get used to all of this.
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