Xi Mo, the god of the underworld, who had just finished speaking, was dizzy in his mind for a while, and he lost consciousness again. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he woke up this time, and he was originally able to wake up temporarily by relying on Mo Yiyi's strong input of soul power.

"Your Majesty~~~Your Majesty~~~ What's the matter?" the three of them were suddenly frightened and sweated again.

"What's the matter? He's too weak to expend any more soul power, and he can't talk to you anymore. I'm only a junior soul attractor, and I'm still 108,000 miles away from a god-level soul attractor! ”

Mo Yiyi said angrily.

These three bosses look very shrewd, why don't their brains seem to be very good, the god Ximo has just dispersed his soul, do you still expect him to be alive and healthy like ever after being so good at kung fu?

Besides, Miss Ben's cultivation is only a junior soul attractor, how much risk does she have to take with this red nirvana fire, not only will the fire dissipate her spiritual sense, but she will also die herself.

Do you understand how much risk Miss Ben has taken, and how hard she has worked?

The three of them were dumbfounded, it turned out that the temporary containment she said was not modest, it was really just temporary!

The Yaksha King Night Thunder looked at Mo Yiyi with a deep squeeze: "Miss Yiyi, please save people no matter what!" The Ghost King Liuqi and Zhen Tianzi also immediately chimed in.

Mo Yiyi looked at the three of them speechlessly, and guessed that it would be like this.

But even if the three of them didn't speak, it was impossible for her to let the god Ximo go.

"If you don't say it, I'll save him. Just because he is a good king, since Yiyi has the ability to save him, it is naturally incumbent on him. It's just that my cultivation is not enough, the red Nirvana Fire has a limited time to use it every time, and I have taken a big risk by using it to the extreme like I just did, and if I am not careful, I will exceed my own limit, and I myself will be scared and sweat just now. ”

After a pause, Mo Yiyi said again: "His Majesty's soul body has begun to collapse before, and you have witnessed it with your own eyes. To repair all his soul body and ensure that he no longer scatters his soul, it will take at least nearly an hour for the fire of Nirvana to attract his soul into his body. But that's the soul fire that can only be used by high-level soul attractors, and I'm only a junior soul attractor, so it's not a grade in terms of soul power. According to my current skills, I can only repair it once a day, and it will take a month at the earliest. ”

The three of them fell silent for a moment.

However, this matter is not negotiable at all, without Mo Yiyi, the god Ximo has only one way to disperse his soul, and now that Mo Yiyi is willing to come to the rescue, it is too late for them to be grateful.

"Okay, then Your Majesty will please. The three of them once again looked at Mo Yiyi sincerely to the end.

If there was still a trace of worry before, worried that Mo Yiyi's soul power was not enough to save the god of the underworld, or that he could save but was unwilling to save him, now the three of them have no such worry at all.

Don't you see that the gods have stopped dispersing?

Moreover, no matter how you look at this Miss Mo Yiyi's movements and posture holding the god of the underworld, they are so harmonious. I've always heard that this Miss Yiyi is the meat of that person's heart, and now it seems that she is indeed cute and smart.

Yes, she is a good girl! Entrust her with His Majesty, and she will definitely be able to put a hundred and twenty hearts.

The three old guys were smiling, and they were in a good mood.

Mo Yiyi's heart is actually collapsed.

Do you know what it feels like for her to hold the Immortal God Ximo? Since the soul power fluctuations of the two are exactly the same, she can't treat the Immortal God Ximo as a stranger at all.

In other words, in her eyes, no matter how she looks at the god of the underworld, it is her brother Ximo.

She knows that she doesn't want to let go if she holds it, but Ximo is not Ximo.

Because, he already has an independent personality. Unless the god Ximo is willing to assimilate the soul of Ximo again, then it can be regarded as Ximo's external incarnation, not now.

In other words, Mo Yiyi has to remind himself all the time not to rub oil, not to eat tofu, not to tease him! Because this ink is not the other ink!

Wow, what a crash!

Mo Yiyi felt at this moment that if he couldn't see Ximo as soon as possible, just looking at the god Ximo, if he accidentally did something, it would be really over. Fortunately, at this moment, the god Ximo is seriously injured and in critical condition, and she still has enough self-control.

But this self-control is only temporary.

……

The long night finally passed, and the Yaksha King sat in front of the door of the Hades Dormito.

Outside the main hall, there are three thousand guards of the Netherworld who take turns to perform their duties.

And in the palace of the god of the underworld, there was actually no one, because the god Ximo was not in the palace, but in the three-story building of the Moyi Sumeru space, Mo Yiyi used the crystal orchid to help him warm his soul, and he didn't stop until early in the morning.

The god Ximo slept very deeply and reassuringly this night, not only did he not have the pain of devouring souls in the past, but he also felt warm and indescribably comfortable.

When he woke up the next morning and slowly opened his eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned and suspicious of his dreams.

Although he remembered that he seemed to have seen Mo Yiyi before, as well as the Yaksha King Night Thunder, the Ghost King Liuqi and the Son of Zhentian, he clearly remembered that he was saying goodbye to them, and he had clearly begun to disperse his soul at that time, why was he fine now, nothing happened?

He looked around and found himself in a small room, with a simple wooden bed, desk, and wardrobe, all made of wood, exuding the faint fragrance of wood. And the pain that he had been devouring souls all the time for thousands of years had disappeared at this moment.

The sky outside was a little dark, and outside the white gauze curtain, there were faint voices of many people, which was very lively.

He cupped his somewhat groggy forehead and struggled to sit up from the bed.

Although he just sat up, he was sweating, but he was pleasantly surprised.

Because he can be sure that he is really alive, at least for the time being.

Even if he is no longer afraid of death and is ready to disperse his soul, it does not mean that he is not nostalgic for this world.

Leaning against the head of the bed, the god of the underworld Xi Mo looked around again, he could be sure of one thing, this was definitely not the underworld.

When Mo Yiyi entered the door with the tray, she saw the god Ximo quietly leaning on the head of the bed, looking out of the window in a daze, the face that was exactly the same as Ximo, so that Mo Yiyi's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, there is only one difference between the two, and that is the eyes.

The Immortal God Xi Mo is a purple pupil, and Xi Mo is a black pupil.

Only when the two of them use their soul power, they will turn into golden pupils, plus the same long hair, and soul power fluctuations of exactly the same frequency, even Mo Yiyi feels that it is impossible to distinguish.

It's going crazy!

Mo Yiyi burst into tears in her heart.

Forcibly reining in the cranky thoughts in his heart, Mo Yiyi walked in with a food plate: "Wake up, how do you feel?"

"Where is this, why am I okay, where are the three of them?" asked the god Ximo.

Mo Yiyi rolled her eyes in her heart, there were so many questions.

But forget it, forgive you!

"This is my Sumeru space, and when you go out, you will be in the underworld's dormitory. It was I who saved you with the fire of Nirvana, but it only temporarily suppressed your state of dispersion. Because my cultivation is too low to fully recover you at once, you've had to stay in my Sumeru space lately, at least for a month! I'll send you back when I'm sure you're okay. The Yaksha is waiting at the door of the palace, and if you want to see him, I can let him in and see you. As for Grandpa Liuqi and Lord Zhen Tianzi, they went back to their respective mansions. After Mo Yiyi finished speaking, her fingers moved, and the red soul fire appeared on her fingertips, and it disappeared after shaking for a while.

This is to show the identity of the Seven-Colored Soul Fire to the god of the underworld.

Sure enough, the god Ximo was indeed obviously taken aback, but then immediately regained his indifference.

Mo Yiyi couldn't help but secretly admire.

Knowing that he could cure the symptoms of his scattered soul, the god of the underworld could still be so calm, which was really not something ordinary people could do. Because he didn't know his temper and character, Mo Yiyi could only be tempting at the moment, and then decide what method to use to get along with him.

"Also~~~ Well, forget it, let's talk about it later! Get up and drink some porridge! This is medicinal porridge, which is now of some help to your body's recovery, and there are thousands of years of wild ginseng in it. ”

Mo Yiyi said, putting the food plate on the table.

The god of the underworld leaned against the head of the bed, quietly watching her speak, and only said one word in the middle of the voice: "Good!"

Ay?

How does this scene feel familiar?

Why is this Hades God His Majesty thinking and answering now exactly the same as Xi Mo.

Oh my God! It's even the same temperament!

Mo Yiyi couldn't help but lose her mind for a while.

"Remember, he's not Brother Ximo, don't be fooled by the familiar fluctuations and breath of soul power. Brother Ximo, what are you doing with a split soul?" Mo Yiyi couldn't help but burst into tears, and she was really depressed in her heart.

didn't think about it, her frowning appearance, in the eyes of others, I am afraid that it revealed impatience.

The god Ximo was originally looking at her talking, and there was a touch of warmth in her heart that she had never felt before, but in the blink of an eye, she frowned irritably.

The starry eyes of the god Ximo couldn't help but dim.

"If it's too troublesome, you can send me back, I~~~ I'm still more used to the underworld. Life and death are predestined by God, and I do not regret the decision I made. The god of the underworld said lightly, with a hint of determination hidden in his eyes, and a trace of embarrassment that flashed by him.

In the past thousand years, he has never been willing to expose his vulnerability in front of others, and he would rather lose his soul than give up his dignity, but he was abandoned by his own hands at the moment when he wanted to live just now.

It's really embarrassing!

If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment.

Said the day of the fall

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