The woman in white looked at her quietly, a resentful spirit that seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time, at this moment, as if she had obtained the most precious thing in her life. Luo Xiaobei also began to see clearly the sadness and longing on the face of the resentful spirit that he had never seen in the previous illusion.

Such a contradictory look, just because of Bodhi?

Luo Xiaobei's gaze moved to the fruit that glowed green, the fruit that had accompanied her for so many years and protected her for so many years, in addition to being the place where Qingyi's spirit body was located, what would it do?

Moreover, why does this resentful spirit have the same face as Qingyi?

The resentful spirit carefully sucked the Bodhi Seed in the hand of the woman in white, and the Bodhi Seed, which has pure power, can dispel evil spirits. As a resentful spirit, it seems to have no hesitation, and Luo Xiaobei is also sure that this resentful spirit knows the role of this Bodhizi.

"I hope you use it well. The woman in white only said this, and then turned away from looking at the resentful spirit behind her.

Qingyi's eyes widened, tears flowed down her face, and her face was full of incredulity, even with deep remorse.

The woman in white looked at her, smiled lightly, shook her head, and only slowly helped her up. Take another step and go further.

The resentful spirit behind him did not directly touch the Bodhi, it took the Bodhi into the pouch. And when the woman in white and Qingyi turned around, the resentful spirit showed reluctance, guilt and gratitude.

The scene turns again, and the woman in white is standing under the tree, as if she has been waiting here for a long time.

Her lower abdomen bulged slightly, her long hair was so soft that she was scattered behind her, her white clothes fluttered in the breeze, and her soft gaze fell on the distance.

Qingyi stumbled to the place where the woman in white was, covered in scars and fell to the ground. The woman in white frowned slightly, helped her up from the ground, and Qingyi spat out a mouthful of blood, the dazzling red was especially obvious on the white dress.

"Sister, don't go!" Qingyi stretched out her hand to grab her, the woman in white glanced at Qingyi, then turned around, and walked towards the entrance of the village without looking back.

And this time there was no illusion like the previous picture, Luo Xiaobei followed, at the entrance of the village, a woman in white stood at the entrance of the village, and on the opposite side was also a white-robed person in white.

He held the Bodhi Seed in his palm, and a layer of black mist shrouded his body, and a sad aura spread from him.

The woman in white looked at him with a frown.

"Hand it over!" the white-robed man's voice was cold, and the Bodhi seed he was holding in his hand lost its blue light, but his eyes were red, and he stared coldly at the woman in white.

The woman in white pursed her pale red lips, "No, what I gave her was the last one." ”

The white-robed man paused, Luo Xiaobei only saw his clenched hand, the brown bodhi seed seemed to be twisted at any time, and the green tendons on his hands were exposed.

"Hand it over!" the white-robed man repeated again, his patience seemingly running out.

And the woman in white still stood still.

"She asked you to bring this back!" The woman in white looked at the white-robed man calmly, and then moved her gaze to Bodhi Zi with only a faint glance.

The white-robed man twisted the Bodhi in his hand, "I'll say it again, hand it over!"

The woman in white shook her head, the look on her face was not clear.

Luo Xiaobei could probably guess what the white-robed man said to hand it over, he wanted the second Bodhi seed, but there was no more. At the beginning, the resentful spirit launched an army of resentful spirits to get this last Bodhi seed in his hands, and even if the white-robed man made any more moves today, the Bodhi seed that was gone was gone.

No wonder when the woman in white handed over the Bodhi Seed to the resentful spirit, she only said, "This thing can't be used for a long time!"

Could it be that there was another reason for the resentful spirits to use bodhi seeds in the first place?

"She should have told you the ins and outs. The woman in white spoke lightly.

"I don't care!" the white-robed man snorted coldly, "I want her to come back to life, if you don't want to die, give me this thing, otherwise, I will wash your village in blood!"

The momentum on the white-robed man was very cold, and he was serious.

"Did she give birth to you?" The woman in white was not sad about the threat of the white-robed man, and the two of them were not on the same level.

The white-robed man's body suddenly stiffened, and his red eyes stared at the woman in white, "What did you say?"

"She spent a lot of effort to get this Bodhi Seed, and now that she asked you to send it back, you will naturally understand the meaning. The woman in white stood in place, her voice soft.

Keluo Xiaobei, a bystander, doesn't understand, what is the connection?

The cyan bodhi seed has turned brown and has lost its effect, and even if it is sent back, it will no longer have any meaning. It could only contain Qingyi's spirit body, and it could only shatter into powder after the illusion completely disappeared.

"Treat the child well, you can go!" The woman in white spread her hand, and the Bodhi seed in the hand of the white-robed man flew out.

A brown bodhi seed lay firmly in the hand of the woman in white, and as soon as she closed her five fingers, the bodhi seed was covered.

The woman in white didn't seem to want to say any more, she turned around, and was about to leave, when the white-robed man behind her suddenly flashed, and grabbed the woman's slender neck with one hand.

"What are you going to do?" Qingyi stumbled and ran this way, seeing the woman in white being held hostage by the man in white robe, her face that was already injured and bleeding too much became even whiter, "You let her go!"

Qingyi wished that the person who was choked by the neck was herself.

But the woman in white still looked calm, as if it was not herself who was being held hostage.

"Qingyi. The woman in white stood quietly in place, even though her neck was choked and it was difficult to speak, she was still calm and gentle.

Qingyi raised her head, her teary eyes were hazy, "Sister!" she was already choked up and couldn't speak, "You shouldn't have given it to her in the first place!"

Her words were full of pathos, Qingyi had stopped the woman in white at the beginning, but the only Bodhi seed had already been handed over.

The white-clothed woman's face had gradually turned cyan, Qingyi couldn't stand it anymore, her heart was down, and the whole person rushed up, wanting to open the white-robed person behind her. It's just that the white-robed man has lost his mind, and now he can't listen to anything, Qingyi's attack is just an itch for him, not to mention, he still has an immortal lock. How could Qingyi, who was already injured, be his opponent?

"Hand it over!" the white-robed man roared again, and the force in his hand increased again, and the woman in white had already been lifted up, but the soft-looking woman had not struggled at all.

"You let her go!" Qingyi pounced on the white-robed man again, "If she dies, you will never want to get a new Bodhi!"

Qingyi yelled.