"How do you say this?" If you distinguish it carefully, you can hear that there is a little more uncontrollable excitement in Ning Jiang's voice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If I'm not mistaken, in the past five hundred years, you have survived with a soul state attached to the scales?"

"You guessed it right, I transferred my soul to the reverse scale at the last moment before I died, so I still retain the consciousness I had before I died. Perhaps thinking of the tragic scene before his death, Ning Jiang's illusory figure trembled with his fluctuating emotions.

It has to be said that it is a miracle that Ning Jiang's soul can be attached to the reverse scale for five hundred years.

A person's soul is, of course, the most compatible with himself, and if the physical body is damaged, no matter how bad it is, he should find a person of the same kind with a high degree of integration as a container for his refuge.

And Ning Jiang happens to belong to the kind of misfortune.

First of all, his bones are not cold on the battlefield, even if his soul is not harmed, he will definitely not have time to find a new and highly integrated physical replacement, and the reverse scale, which happens to be by his side, is a holy weapon that has been dripping with blood and recognized the Lord, and gets along with his soul day and night, so it is naturally full of tacit understanding, so it has become the most suitable container.

Such a hit probability, let alone one in 10,000, in heaven and on earth, he is the only one.

"What you mean, I'...... Do you still want to serve Nanxuan and fight against the orcs?" Ning Jiang was afraid that he had heard it wrong.

"That's right, Senpai. Wuxian smiled confidently, "I can help you to keep your soul alive for a little longer, and even hopefully repair it slowly, and maybe you can find a suitable body to reshape it in the future." ”

"Really, this is really wonderful!" Ning Jiang's voice was full of surprise, but after the surprise, he calmed down and looked at Wu Xian, "I have never known you all my life, why are you willing to help me like this?"

Not to mention, he can guess some, the price to pay to stabilize the soul is not small, a person who has no friendship with him, a junior who is separated from him by five hundred years, why bother to help him so much?

The more he looked forward to it, the more he couldn't believe it.

"Senior, please believe me, I would like to see Nanxuan too safe and stable and worry-free with the world more than you. If you help you, it can play a great role in maintaining the peace of Nanxuan, why not?" Wuxian's eyes were very clear, as long as he looked at her, he couldn't doubt her sincerity.

"Okay, if you die, not to mention that I am a person who has died once, what am I afraid of? I am willing to believe you and tell me, what should I do?"

With Ning Jiang's trust, this is much easier.

Wu Xian showed a mysterious smile, took a step forward, and smiled, "Before that, I have to trouble my seniors to suffer some grievances......

……

The dazzling golden light once again shrouded the heaven and earth on the city wall, and Wu Wu slowly fell from the sky with the scales in his arms. With a handsome face, a graceful demeanor, and an elegant white dress, she looks like a celestial.

"Look! he, he, he...... He's back!"

The appearance of Immortal out of thin air caused a violent sensation.

No one knew how she had just disappeared, and there had never been such a problem in previous competitions, and everyone was shocked and didn't know what to do.

But just after the referee sent the Praetorian Guards out to inform his superiors, Wu Xian appeared from the golden light in the sky with a mysterious aura.

All the contestants on the city wall, including the referee, were stunned, and they looked stunned for no reason.