It turned out that Ximo's consciousness body forcibly entered his soul, but it was bounced out again.

The consequence of this was to directly cause him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Yiyi couldn't tell what mood she was in now, and a wisp of soul transformed by divine thoughts rushed towards the sea of ink knowledge.

When Mo Yiyi rushed into the sea of knowledge and saw Ximo's soul, he found the translucent phantom conjured by the stream of consciousness on the side of the soul, and was about to hit the unconscious soul body again.

"Brother Ximo, don't try again! I have a way!" Mo Yiyi shouted anxiously, her voice changing tone.

Use the stream of consciousness to hit the soul, and if the stream of consciousness is scattered, you will become an idiot.

The three souls and seven spirits are like the internal organs of the soul, and the three souls and seven souls are shocked, that is, the soul body has been injured internally.

Mo Yiyi couldn't help it before, because Ximo's stream of consciousness hid in the "Nightmare Realm" and never responded to her, in this case, Crystal Lan didn't wake up, so with her soul power at the moment, she wanted to completely repair Ximo's soul injury, where was it so easy?

Although the stream of consciousness looks no different from the soul, the biggest difference between the two is that the stream of consciousness cannot communicate with Mo Yiyi.

Ideology and action are two different things.

What's the use of just thinking about it?

Fortunately, Ximo's consciousness could hear Mo Yiyi's words, so he stopped his movements and nodded his head to show that he understood.

Mo Yiyi stood beside the Ximo soul body, and with a flick of his right hand, the soul whip appeared.

As her hands began to seal continuously, the soul whip suspended in front of her sprouted green branches, falling into the air, forming an emerald green rattan bed, just the size of a sleepy ink, surrounded by emerald vine railings.

Ximo's stream of consciousness watched Mo Yiyi's movements, frowning and thinking, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Mo Yiyi's movements have not stopped, and her soul power has been constantly output.

When the rattan bed was formed, Mo Yiyi walked to Ximo's soul body, picked him up and put him on the rattan bed, and then his hands were sealed again, and beautiful white soul flowers appeared, above Ximo's body, they were connected with soul threads, forming a mysterious soul-gathering charm.

This is exactly what Mo Yiyi is going to use the power of the spell to condense the soul power, and then input the condensed soul power into Xi Mo's body. Because Mo Yiyi wants to use the red nirvana fire to suppress the shock of the three souls and seven spirits of Ximo as quickly as possible, so that the stream of consciousness can merge with the soul as soon as possible.

As time passed, the soul flower slowly bulged, and the soul power contained in it became more and more.

Mo Yiyi's face was solemn, in the past three days, she was not only sad and anxious, waiting for Crystal Lan to wake up, she herself was constantly thinking of a way, constantly searching in her mind for the memories of Brahma Demon Venerable, and the various techniques that Ximo had used, and finally designed this set of methods.

With a sound of "Qiang", emerald green barbed thorns grew on the vines, and they slowly pierced into Ximo's body, and then Mo Yiyijiao screamed, "boom", the whole spell fell apart, and the soul flowers fell directly on each vine where the barbs grew, and the crimson Nirvana fire appeared, quickly pouring into Ximo's body.

A magical scene appeared, and the three souls and seven spirits that were originally turbulent really slowed down.

Mo Yiyi's movements did not stop, and the speed of the output of the red soul fire continued, and after a full minute like this, Mo Yiyi had already seen sweat on her forehead, but her face was pleased.

Because the vibration of the three souls and seven spirits completely stopped, Ximo's entire soul body returned to normal.

"Brother Ximo, return to the soul body quickly! Hurry! I can hold on for a minute at most!" This kind of indiscriminate covering and burning of the whole body is the highest level of repair means, and the soul power consumed is huge, far exceeding the first time Mo Yiyi used the red soul fire to repair the soul body injury of Xi Mo.

Where does Ximo's stream of consciousness not know what to do?

Like a fallen leaf returning to its roots, this time, the stream of consciousness did not encounter any resistance, and it was completely melted in. When Ximo opened his eyes and felt that the control of his body had fully returned again, the excitement in his heart was really unimaginable.

It's just that he suddenly remembered the matter of the blood-colored demon pupil, and he was about to get up immediately, Mo Yiyi exclaimed: "Don't move, don't spoil my soul power, it can't be taken back." ”

When Ximo heard this, he became even more anxious.

"Yiyi, stop, I'm fine. You don't need to consume any more soul power, otherwise once the loss is excessive, you may not be able to control the evil qi~~~ obedient, you stop ~~~"

Mo Yiyi's hands kept moving, pursed her lips, and said with a little blame and ridicule: "You are injured like this, and you still won't let me treat you? If you really feel sorry for me, don't hide like this in the future." If you don't wake up, the world will be in chaos. ”

If Mo Yiyi used to respect Ximo, there was the love of juniors for elders, and the love of women for men, then as Mo Yiyi's ability became stronger and stronger, and the memory of the ancient demon gods gradually awakened, her attitude towards Ximo was gradually changing.

That feeling is now a mature love, not admiration when I was a child. Jiaohan has gradually been replaced by calmness, and the tone of her voice has become a peer.

Originally, between lovers, it was the fellowship of equal generations.

The words "Brother Ximo" are the affectionate names of the two when they are together.

Externally, Mo Yiyi has begun to call Ximo's name directly, but she herself has not noticed it, and others will not question anything when they hear it.

Hearing Mo Yiyi's blame and ridicule, Xi Mo's face suddenly turned red, and he said softly: "Well, I know it's me who is bad, I'm sorry! I won't be like this in the future." ”

Mo Yiyi was stunned, but she didn't expect Ximo to admit her mistake, and she suddenly felt distressed again.

I secretly wondered in my heart what I felt when I was saying a few words. You know, what Mo Yiyi said was half a joke, but half was serious.

It's just that the words of blaming Ximo came to his mouth, but he swallowed them all back.

Speaking of which, where is she really willing to blame him?

Mo Yiyi, you are really hopeless, she shook her head and sighed secretly in her heart.

However, this incident also sounded the alarm for Mo Yiyi, no matter how good the contract partner is, it is just a partner, if you want to ensure that your combat power is sufficient at any time and at any time, you still have to rely on yourself.

There is still too little soul refining liquid in the soul refining pool, and if you want to heal a god of the level of Xi Mo and Shen Xi Mo, a pool of soul liquid is not too much, so that it can be enough for her to consume so luxuriously. Ximo doesn't have to worry anymore, he will be over-damaged and hurt the origin.

Perhaps, when she has a pool of soul liquid, she will be able to use the golden soul fire.

But how long it can be used, it is not yet known.

Fire needs to be well calculated.

The source of the soul power of the soul attractor, in addition to the soul power contained in his own soul, is stored in the soul attraction. However, the storage of soul power is not so easy, otherwise Ge Li and Sha Manluo would not have used the "Soul Burning Taboo" back then.

"Okay, it's okay, don't worry, it'll be fine in a while. Mo Yiyi said comfortingly.