After all, when he was in his prime, there was no way to enter the darkness.

Now that he was gently toyed with by the moon, he was unwilling.

Even if Yue Qing was a master of the Eighth Order of the Xuan Emperor, even if Yue Qing used the power of the Eighth Order of the Xuan Emperor to knock down so many people in the dark, he would not be reconciled.

He is an innate spiritual body, if he hadn't been deceived into this bullshit cave, if he hadn't been unaware that his body was burned by those lifeless fires for a while, he would have been a strong man above Emperor Xuan by now, and he would have already entered the darkness, either occupying one side as the king, or being recruited by one party's forces, and living a life of prosperity and prosperity.

This remnant soul did not hide his feelings, and even arrogantly released them.

What is he for?

Scaring the moon gently? Sorry, she doesn't have the word "scared" in her dictionary.

Shock the moon lightly? Just by virtue of his innate spirit body? That's even more embarrassing, she's an innate spirit body.

Yue lightly curved a cold arc on her lips, and the Bing Xinyan in her hand was not only not weaker, but also a little stronger than before.

The white smoke in the bottle was even worse.

The remnant soul suddenly collided with the wall of the bottle, and shouted angrily: "If you don't stop, Lao Tzu will die with you!" ”

"Still hard-mouthed?" Yue smiled lightly, Bing Xinyan flooded the bottle in the blink of an eye, listening to the screaming sound in her ears, the smile on Yue Qing's face was even worse: "Didn't you say that the fish would die and the net would be broken?" You're broken! Why isn't it broken? Reluctantly? ”

The remnant soul's mind has long been guessed by Yue Qing, and the more he is on the verge of death, the more afraid he is of death.

A ghost who is afraid of death, and dares to be tough in front of her eyes?

However, Yue Qing also wished that he would be harder, so that she could use Bing Xinyan to consume more of his soul power, so that he would not be able to use any crooked thoughts on Xuanbao.

The dim passage was occasionally filled with firelight, which fell on the faces of several people, in obscurity.

The sound of muffled snorts and screams continued to float, adding a bit of calm to the silent space.

"Mother, it's so pitiful to be crippled, don't bully him, okay?" Xuanbao tugged at Yueqing's sleeve and swayed gently.

The red mouth, the eyes covered with moisture, and the soft voice made the passage full of broken limbs and wreckage instantly brighten, and no matter how hard the heart was, it was also soft.

Yue snorted softly and withdrew Bing Xinyan.

When Bing Xinyan fell, half of the white mist in the bottle dissipated.

In the month gently again and again patience tune. Under the teaching, the remnant soul finally stopped being so arrogant and arrogant, and he exuded resentment all over his body, but he did not shout again.

He was not afraid, but forbearing.

"Xuanbao!" His weak voice sounded, and when he saw Xuanbao turn his head, his voice became even softer: "Uncle has finally seen you!" ”

It seems that the love xù is too excited, and even his broken soul is floating.

"Uncle, you said that Xuanbao found you, and you told Xuanbao a big secret, why didn't you tell it? Could it be that the uncle deceived Xuanbao? Xuanbao looked up and pursed his little mouth, and the moisture in his eyes gradually condensed.

This pitiful appearance is full of lethality.

Especially those who have Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts, what they are most afraid of is that the little ancestor of Xuanbao will cry.

They all say that they should coax children, of course, they must coax children to be happy.

"No, Xuanbao is so cute, how could the uncle lie to Xuanbao?"