Jun Moyan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if a crack had opened, and he could clearly feel blood flowing out.
As Nie Jiuque moved his fingers, five drops of blood floated from Jun Moyan's heart into the air, and then entered the foreheads of Bai Tang, Ais, Gu Sheng, and Mu Han.
With the infusion of these drops of blood, a sudden crimson light appeared on their foreheads.
Jun Moyan looked at the drop of blood hovering above him, clenching his hands together.
In a daze, he seemed to see Wen Xiao'ai in that transparent drop of blood.
Her every smile and frown, her every cry and tantrum.
All submerged in a sea of blood.
As the drop of blood before his eyes fell, it expanded continually, gradually occupying his vision, and finally entering his forehead.
Jun Moyan's eyes closed as a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
The array beneath him suddenly lit up intensely, its rotation quickening.
Jun Moyan could feel his soul connecting with the other four.
