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She had never expected that Huo Yuhao would appear here and bring precious magical herbs from the legendary Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire.
It must be dangerous there, right?
As if he had seen his final savior, Xingyun Douluo hurriedly shouted, "Senior Medical Immortal, the Acacia Heartbreak Grass has been brought. Jiujiu can be saved."
"it is good."
The Medical Immortal Douluo reacted and hurriedly took a petal from the Acacia Heartbreak Grass and put it into Xu Jiujiu's mouth, using his soul power to help her chew and swallow.
The three of them waited anxiously for a long time for the situation to improve.
However, the miracle did not happen, and Xu Jiujiu still lay quietly on the sickbed.
Nebula Douluo asked anxiously: "Senior Medical Immortal, why is it useless?"
Medical Immortal Douluo Wang Xian'er was silent for a few seconds, then sighed deeply again and handed the Acacia Heartbreak Grass back to Huo Yuhao: "Huo Yuhao, thank you very much for risking your life to retrieve the Acacia Heartbreak Grass from the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire."
"But the legend of resurrecting dead bodies is just an exaggerated one. Acacia Heartbreak Grass cannot really bring people back to life. Jiujiu has lost all signs of life for a long time."
The Medical Immortal Douluo admitted personally that Xu Jiujiu's life had already ended.
Nebula Douluo covered his face again, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
Huo Yuhao stood there in astonishment. He was a necromancer and of course knew the most about death. But even though he had already expected it in his mind, he still fell into a daze after hearing the Medical Immortal Douluo's personal admission.
He clenched his right hand and squeezed the extremely precious Acacia Heartbreak Grass into a ball. Then he walked out of the room in silence, somewhat lost.
Huo Yuhao sat down dejectedly, leaning against the wall outside the room, smoking hard.
"Yuhao..."
In the sea of spirits, Tian Meng wanted to comfort Huo Yuhao, but he didn't know how to start.
Huo Yuhao recalled his past memories with Xu Jiujiu, and his mood was extremely complicated.
He had received too much kindness from Jiujiu, but he did not choose to stay in Xingluo and stay with her.
Because he truly believed in his heart that once the war started, Xing Luo would never be a match for the Sun Moon Empire, and no matter how hard they fought, it would only result in more casualties.
For this reason, Huo Yuhao chose to come to the Sun Moon Empire. However, before he could repay Xu Jiujiu with peace between Xing Luo and the Sun Moon Empire, she had passed away.
And all this was because of him. If it weren't for him, Xu Jiujiu would never have been implicated and poisoned.
Perhaps the Acacia Heartbreak Red is destined to be useless, because the people in heaven know that in Huo Yuhao's heart, there is no such love, and he cannot spit out the blood born from love.
Even if you use external force to remove it, it is impossible for it to be recognized by the Acacia Heartbreak Grass and have the effect of bringing the dead back to life.
Huo Yuhao's expression gradually became colder, with a hint of determination and viciousness.
He stood up suddenly, his eyes determined.
Yin Lex's old voice sounded: "Kid, have you really decided?"
"Mr. Yin, isn't this what you said?"
Huo Yuhao said coldly: "The first person to study undead magic was to revive his wife."
Chapter 405 Reversible Death
In the palace, beside the sickbed of Jiujiu, the already old face of Xingyun Douluo became even more haggard.
She had stopped crying long ago, but tears were still in her eyes, making her originally bright eyes cloudy, and her whole body exuded a deep sorrow.
Xingyun Douluo has no children of his own. Although he is Princess Jiujiu's bodyguard, his feelings for her are far more than that. Having been inseparable for more than ten years, he has long regarded her as his own child.
At this moment, looking at Xu Jiujiu who had lost all signs of life on the bed, this Titled Douluo felt as if someone was holding his heart and pressing it hard.
Wang Xian'er sighed deeply. Xu Jiujiu also grew up in her eyes, and the sadness in her heart was no less than that of Nebula Douluo.
The way they looked at Xu Jiujiu was not that of a noble Princess Xingluo, nor that of a noble worshiper in the Hall of Worship. This feeling was purely out of the love that an elder has for a clever and lovely younger generation.
Both Titled Douluo are over a hundred years old. To experience the death of a loved one at such an age, one can imagine the grief in their hearts.
However, as a medical immortal who is used to seeing life and death, Wang Xian'er is much more open-minded about life and death than Nebula Douluo.
She sighed deeply and said, "Man Yi, the dead cannot be resurrected. Wait until dawn to inform His Majesty of the news. He has been unable to eat or drink these days because of his safety. He finally rested for a while tonight. No matter what, there will be a result. Everyone is actually prepared for it."
Nebula Douluo's eyes were dazed, and he nodded blankly. When Wang Xian'er first said that she was powerless, they had actually foreseen this result and were mentally prepared for the arrival of this day.
However, Nebula Douluo did not expect that Xu Jiujiu's vitality would disappear so quickly, several days earlier than Wang Xianer's most optimistic estimate, leaving almost no time for everyone to react.
In the face of foreseeable death, the long wait is the most painful torture in the world.
The sadness in Wang Xianer's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by coldness.
"I have heard from Duke Baihu what happened. This poison came from a Titled Douluo priest of the Holy Spirit Church of the Sun-Moon Empire who is good at using poison."
Nebula Douluo gnashed his teeth and said, "Taking advantage of the second competition to surround us is already insidious, and using such vicious means is really unscrupulous."
At this point, she could only curse the Sun-Moon Empire here.
She finally stroked her pale skin tenderly, as if she wanted to say goodbye to her for the last time in this world.
Xu Jiujiu lost signs of life just as night fell. We will inform His Majesty during the day and prepare for the funeral.
Just then, a figure who had just walked out of the room came back in.
"Friend Huo." Nebula Douluo said weakly.
She was clearly a Titled Douluo, and she hadn't done anything, but she felt very tired both physically and mentally.
Huo Yuhao asked softly, “Senior Xingyun, Senior Yixian, can you allow Jiujiu and I to be alone for a while?”
This request sounded extremely rude. The princess had just passed away, and an outsider actually wanted to be alone with her corpse.
Nebula Douluo naturally knew the relationship between Xu Jiujiu and Huo Yuhao. She did not refuse, which was considered as tacit consent, and then turned her gaze to Wang Xianer.
Wang Xian'er frowned slightly. From the beginning, she was extremely confused about the sudden appearance of Huo Yuhao.
She knew Huo Yuhao, the son of the Duke of White Tiger, but she didn't expect that the current Huo Yuhao was completely beyond her comprehension.
This is the princess' bedroom in the imperial city. It is an emergency now, and the outside is filled with guards.
But Huo Yuhao still broke in here as if he was in an empty place.
Wang Xian'er did not suspect that Huo Yuhao had any improper thoughts. From the moment he took out the Acacia Heartbreak Grass, she knew that this young man had no ill intentions.
But it’s a pity that the legendary Acacia Heartbreak Grass, which is said to bring the dead back to life, cannot really bring the dead back to life.
"Senior Medical Immortal, could you please allow me and Jiujiu to be alone for a while?"
Huo Yuhao looked at Medical Immortal Douluo sincerely and asked again.
Wang Xian'er sighed softly. She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't bear to reject Huo Yuhao's simple request. In the end, she softened her heart.
She said softly, "I've heard Jiujiu talk about you a few times before. You've worked so hard to get such a precious fairy grass from the Yin-Yang Eye for Jiujiu. Let me say a few words to Jiujiu at the end."
After saying that, Wang Xian'er winked at Nebula Douluo. The two of them took one last look at Xu Jiujiu on the sickbed and Huo Yuhao beside him, then slowly walked out of the room.
There were only two people left in the huge room, and the luxurious decoration added a sense of desolate silence.
Behind Huo Yuhao, the gray soul ring suddenly glowed.
The entire room seemed to be reduced to just three colors: black, white and gray.
"I can still feel the soul of Jiujiu!"
Huo Yuhao was slightly stunned. This was the best news known so far.
Yin Lex's illusory figure appeared, and his old voice said solemnly: "Yuhao, you already have a deeper understanding of necromancy, but even so, I still want to remind you carefully."
"What you want to do is to truly resurrect this girl, not transform her into an undead creature. The difficulty is completely different."
"The latter, even you five years ago could easily do it, but the former, even I can't guarantee a 30% chance of success."
A chill emanated from Huo Yuhao’s body and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, enveloping Xu Jiujiu’s fragile body.
He repeated firmly and affirmatively: "Mr. Yin, yes, what I want is to fully resurrect Jiujiu, not to turn her into a lich."
Becoming an undead creature is like reincarnation. Past memories may also be blown away by the wind as the soul transforms.
As a reborn soul from the dead, without the memory of its previous life, can it still be considered the same person as the original living being?
"The good news now is that this girl died very recently, and her soul is well preserved. Also, the life force used by the Medical Immortal Douluo was very helpful. This girl must have also consumed a variety of precious natural treasures that provide life force."
"If it was an ordinary person who died, I wouldn't be able to prolong his life, but in this case, I'm willing to give it a try."
Yin Lex continued to add favorable conditions.
He said in a deep voice: "Let's find a safe place. The aura of death in the Undead Demiplane is too strong, and the coldness in the Frozen Plane is too intense. We can't live there for a long time. We can only use it as a transition."
"What happens next must not be disturbed by outsiders. We must move to a quiet place as soon as possible."
"it is good."
Huo Yuhao nodded and gently embraced Xu Jiujiu's body in his arms.
This was the first time he had hugged someone for a long time.
The gray door of the undead opened in the room, and Huo Yuhao stepped into it resolutely.
Outside the room, Wang Xian'er looked at the dazed Nebula Douluo and consoled him in a sad voice: "Man Yi..."
She was about to say something when her face suddenly changed and she rushed back into the room.
In the empty room, Huo Yuhao and Xu Jiujiu were nowhere to be found. On the floor, there were still some crushed flowers and leaves of the Acacia Heartbreak Grass.
Outside Xingluo City, there is a hilly area next to the White Tiger Duke’s Mansion.
In front of a tall tombstone.
Huo Yuhao gently held Xu Jiujiu's body and stood in front of the exquisite stone tablet.
Xu Jiujiu is very light now, perhaps even lighter than some ten-year-old children.
This is the tomb of Huo Yuhao's mother, Huo Yun'er.
A quiet place where no one will disturb you.
Xu Jiujiu in Huo Yuhao's arms had no signs of life at all, like an exquisite puppet whose clockwork had run out.
Now, what Huo Yuhao needs to do is to turn the spring of life again.
He gently fiddled with Xu Jiujiu's fingers and gently placed the White Tiger Dagger, the relic left to him by Huo Yun'er, into Xu Jiujiu's hands.
Huo Yuhao said calmly towards the tombstone: "You will support me, right?"