Chapter 173

The soul-calling flags revolved like stars, and spontaneously revolved around the position.

　　The dim, flickering candlelight shone on the young and handsome brows, just like the setting sun casts shadows on the deep mountains and quiet lakes at night, which is eerie and magnificent.

　　The young man lowered his eyelashes, the magic in his hand changed, and continued to activate the formation. The blood-colored rune on the soul-calling banner was a red silk thread, extending from the banner, reaching into the jade coffin, and piercing the body of the person in the coffin.

　　Jiang Yu did not dare to destroy the formation at will, fearing that the backlash of the formation would hurt Ye Yingxu, so he jumped onto the jade coffin, stretched out his claws and pressed it against the sleeping boy's neck, and there was no pulse at first glance. I felt the blood flow back in my whole body, as if it had condensed into ice slag.

　　He's really...really dead...