In the black mist that slowly coalesced, I clearly saw a familiar face.

Little cripple.

"Hmph, after a long time, I almost forgot that there is such a thing as you!" I sneered and glanced at the little cripple with extreme disdain.

He had a smiling expression on his face, and I was afraid that he would take off any of the human skins that were so thick on his face that he was overexerting force.

"Oh, I think it's my old friend Lord Bai!"

I rolled my eyes at him: "I'm not an old friend with you, speaking of which, it's like a dog I picked up outside the Imperial City!"

I saw that the little lame's face suddenly stiffened, and I was secretly relieved that my purpose had been achieved.

The magic seal on my body that can imprison me can absorb my qi and fix my inner spiritual power in place.

That means that this magic seal should be where there is an enchantment array, since I can't break free from it.

Now that the situation is urgent, don't blame me for attracting firepower and breaking it from the outside with the help of a little cripple.

At that time, I will be able to regain my freedom, let alone a little cripple like this, even if there are ten, with my current skills, it will definitely not be a problem to fight all of them in ashes!

"Your lord's situation doesn't seem to be very good right now, right?" the little lame man was like the little eunuch who failed to purify himself in the palace.

The babbling sound has a unique strong aura in the middle, just listening to it is enough to make people sick, not to mention that it is the face that has to cooperate with him.

Fortunately, I haven't eaten human food for a long time, and even if I have the heart to vomit, my body will never allow me to have that condition.

I glanced at the little cripple again, and shot back at him with his tone: "Then this guest looks at him and you are not very good, why, after being someone else's lackey for a few days, can you not talk to the master when you see the owner?"

I deliberately wanted to provoke the little cripple, when I said this, although I was calm on the surface, but in fact, I was shouting loudly in my heart: Get angry, if you don't get angry, I'll be angry!

How's that, what's the matter, the little lame man is really a big change now after being reborn, if it were as before, I guess I would have been fighting with me with a knife.

I pondered it for a while, and it seemed that wanting to anger a shameless ghast was indeed a very challenging task.

The little cripple hung in the hollow, looked condescendingly, and thoughtfully: "Amazing, you can actually melt a fragment of a demon soul, and you can also use your own consciousness." ”

Hearing the word demon soul, I chuckled in my heart, this little lame guy suddenly took such a big risk to appear in the netherworld, and he hadn't let a ghost genius Yin Si find out.

This shows that this guy was fully prepared when he came back, and he was able to grope his way to my Rishi Palace so smoothly, so I guess this evil guy on me also made a lot of efforts!

I don't want to be a little lame man, and he just said in that tone, as if he was sure that there was a ghost in me.

Now that he's here, and the timing is just right, I guess his purpose is not as simple as laughing at me.

What the little cripple wants should be the cluster of broken demon souls in my body.

However, I don't know exactly what kind of monster's soul it is, so I weighed the little cripple's performance and attitude, and guessed that this demon soul should still be more important to him.

Then, it is even more impossible for me to let him take such an important thing easily, otherwise, Bai Ye, I will not have the tragic deed of sacrificing myself for others and trapping the poor-chested demon soul with my own body?

No, no, I swore to myself that I would not be able to let the little lame's plot succeed so easily.

"What?" I looked at him faintly, my eyes were extremely cold: "Are you coveting this piece of demon soul?

The little cripple was thicker than I had imagined, and not only did he not show the slightest expression of annoyance, but on the contrary, he had a more excited expression.

He slammed down a few points, the neck on his shoulders stretched out at an uncanny length, flexible and soft like a snake preying on its prey.

His face, which was too ugly to look at, came in front of me, his eyes and the corners of his mouth were the same grinning arc.

The babbling sound was like the sharp feeling of fingernails scratching the wall, and as long as he smiled, it was like an electric shock, and goosebumps unceremoniously jumped on my heavenly spirit cover.

It reminded me of a place when I was about to go to that mass grave on the outskirts of the Imperial City.

It was there that he met a corpse that had been refined into a body and thrown on a pile of corpses, using spells and spells to attract the surrounding evil spirits.

I didn't know what the consequences would be, but I casually summoned the hellfire in order to subdue the imp in the mass grave, even though it burned the corpse of the woman.

That is, at what time, in the forest of the entire mass grave, the wind was raging, and the blue sky and day were stunned by the demonic resentment all over the ground, covering the sky and the sun.

At that time, there was also a babbling sound in the woods, which was sharp and thin, not like human language.

Now under the threat of the little cripple, it makes me think of it!

"Do you know the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" I suddenly asked unprecedentedly.

The little cripple's face froze instantly, and his slender eyes, which had been pulled into it, narrowed slightly, although it was only a small arc, but with his twisted green tendons and protruding neck, and the corners of his mouth hooked in an incredible arc on his face.

It's chilling.

He asked me in that thin voice, "You are a straw bale, how did you know that?"

I just looked at it and laughed without saying a word.

Some questions, if you explain too much, it will backfire, but if you don't explain and just laugh it off, then there will be more meaning behind it.

In a nutshell, according to your imagination.

"Do you still know where the daughter-in-law of a scholar's family has gone? You taught others the art of soul dementoring, and took advantage of the weakness of the scholar's desire to seek fame and fame, and even accused him of killing the woman who was pregnant with Rokka.

All this is just because you have taken a fancy to the foundation of the scholar's house, which is indeed an excellent place to nourish the soul.

So you seem to have come up with such a way, using the scholar to kill his wife, one corpse and two lives, and the place where the resentment is high is just where you can safely foster the demon soul.

It was not so much the disgruntled soul of the scholar's family that attracted and nurtured the demon soul, but rather that the two used each other.

One needs the shelter of the other, and one needs the nourishment of the other, do you think I'm right?