Directly put the night demon on the ground, after all, she was already able to speak at this moment, and her eyes were much more energetic.

And after putting down the night demon and recovering all his divine soul power, Yeyang also breathed a sigh of relief, and after taking a deep breath, he also closed his eyes, and then gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The aura that flowed through his body really helped him alleviate the additional fatigue of his body caused by the high use of divine soul power before.

As for the soul, that's another matter.

Not long after Yeyang closed his eyes, the festering flesh and skin of the king bird lying on the ground were almost recovered.

The face is clearly visible, the newborn skin is very white, if it weren't for the fact that the aura has not changed much, Yeyang would have wondered if Wang Que has been reborn, or if Wang Que may have had the same experience as him.

But it was obvious that everything was just Yeyang's little fantasy after closing his eyes, and he was soon rejected by himself, and by the time he opened his eyes again, another day and a half had passed.

It was already late at night outside the tent, and the monk who was guarding the outside of the tent had already felt that the king bird had been executed by the night sun.

Although they were afraid, they chose not to think about what happened to the kingbirds, as long as they did their jobs well and continued day and night, they would not be punished by the punishment that might cost them their lives.

What the others thought, Wang Que didn't know, but after he woke up and felt the feeling of being full of power, he was also grateful to Yeyang.

It's just that the gratitude didn't last long, and the aura cover was cut open in the night sun, and Wang Lan, who was already full of gray hair, and the original very tender skin was full of wrinkles, and even his face was a little old age spot.

Trembling slightly, he took Wang Lan into his arms from that breath of life, and while listening to Yeyang talk about his initial reaction, Wang Que carefully condensed a flat table with aura, for fear that the amplitude of his own movement would be too large, so that Wang Lan, who was angry in his arms, died directly.

"Can you help me save her?"

Tears never fell, but the eyes were already ruddy, and the tone of the king bird was mostly a request.

"If I remember correctly, you are only half-siblings, and her survival does not seem to help us in any way. ”

Yeyang didn't agree or refuse immediately, just said indifferently, and easily recycled the vitality shrouded in the aura shroud into his body little by little.

And Wang Que, who heard Yeyang's response, seemed to be stunned, just looking at Wang Lan's wrinkled face, he just muttered softly:

"In fact, there are so many heirs and grandchildren of King Muliu, and not many of them are really his children. ”

Although such words are very quiet, but the compartment is only big, not to mention that if Yeyang's cultivation at this moment is to listen carefully, it is impossible for the movement within a radius of ten miles to escape his ears.

Without saying a word, Yeyang just waited for the king bird to continue.

Although he wasn't too interested in these secrets, if Qiu Han learned about these news, he would definitely be able to use them, and when the time came, he would dominate the Heavenly Flame as soon as possible, and then turn around and destroy some of the demon beasts in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, wouldn't it be happy?

With this mentality, Yeyang continued to recycle those vital breaths and store them in his body, rather than refining them immediately.

"And what I know, the real heirs of King Muliu are only Wang Badao, Wang Hongtian, and Wang Lan, but when I was a child, Wang Hongtian went to the lower domain privately because of some things, which made King Muliu angry, and then sent someone to find it, but in the end, he only found a broken body. ”

"Because of this, the enemies of the Muliu King in Nanzhou have also been turbulent, but after that, the Muliu King somewhere got a strange secret method, which can directly rejuvenate people, and summon the ancient spirits through sacrifices to increase the talent of the children. ”

"There are too many people who don't know the secrets of this matter, and even some people really think that God favors Mu Liu. ”

"But in fact, since the previous generation of Muliu King disappeared for no reason, Muliu's influence has gradually lost, and in this generation of Muliu King, not only is it a 'late bloomer', but it was a big bully and scourge in Nanzhou when he was young..."

As he spoke, he was supposed to explain the sacrifice, but after talking about the rejuvenation, the king bird went off topic.

He confided a lot of the black history of the current Muliu King to the night sun, and he didn't know how he got it, but he was able to collect so much black history, and the intelligence network of the king bird in the Tianyan Nanzhou must not be easy to go anywhere.

He didn't interrupt Wang Finch's speech, and when Yeyang recycled the last wisp of vitality into his body for storage, Wang Que still kept muttering.

And the more Yeyang listened, the more he felt that this Muliu King was not a thing, but the more Wang Que said the back, and the words of that word had the meaning of explaining that behavior for Muliu King.

This made Yeyang feel a little crying and laughing, if you want to say that Wang Que has a grudge against King Muliu in his heart, that's right.

However, it would be unrealistic to say that Wang Que's heart only had hatred for King Muliu and no respect for King Muliu, but the topic finally returned to the secret method of rejuvenation that Yeyang wanted to know the most.

"In an underground prison that has been unguarded all year round in the Muliu Palace, there are bone caves connected to it, and in front of those bone caves there is an altar. ”

"And even today, on the altars, or in the caverns of bones, there are countless grievances roaring. ”

"Before that resentful soul was alive, it was used as nourishment for Wang Lan and even my and even the grandchildren of Wang Tyranny Muliu's descendants to rejuvenate and rejuvenate, and with their flesh and blood to live and sacrifice their souls, they attracted the ancient spiritual objects that wandered in the world and the void, and then forcibly returned us to the youth with the huge vitality of those nourishments. ”

The words stopped at this point, Wang Que knew that no matter how much he said, there was no point in saying more, Yeyang's choice, he knew that he couldn't interfere, and the previous muttering words were just a complaint that had been held back for a long time.

But despite this, after hearing the description of the altar and the cave of corpses, Yeyang's heart was in an uproar, and he couldn't help but doubt the picture of the refreshing spirit he saw.

"Could it be that everything is an illusion? But the evil qi on the bodies of several of his apprentices is not reflected by slashing a hundred or a thousand!"

There is a contradiction in the heart, and the eyes naturally seem a little distracted.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the cubicle also fell into a quieter situation...