The evil realm, the fog is thick, the night is bleak, and there is a strange aura all around.

Ghost Jianchou stood on the top of the peak, and there were three or four ghost soldiers standing behind him, all of them bowing their heads in unison, listening to Ghost Jianchou's reprimand.

", if you can't find it, you'll cut it off on your own." The ghost sword turned around sadly, raised the loose sleeves of his hand, and looked at the ghost soldiers with a fierce face.

The ghost soldiers all trembled their legs and bent over, only in promise.

The ghost soldier standing at the forefront boldly replied: "Back to the words of the lord, then...... That wisp of soul may not be found, because...... There was no breath of it around, and all the breath was cut off on the mountain. ”

After saying that, the ghost soldier turned around and pointed in the direction of Beehead Mountain.

The ghost sword was so sad that he couldn't see the soul and didn't stop, he raised his hand and slapped the ghost soldier's head fiercely: "That's why you need to look for it, if you can't find it, it's a big deal." ”

"What's wrong?" A clear voice that could not refuse to answer suddenly came from behind him.

There is no need to look back, for the person who is impressed, even by the footsteps of that person, he can clearly distinguish who this person is.

Suddenly shocked, Ghost Jianchou's face changed, and he slowly turned around.

In the distance, two long figures walked towards Ghost Jianchou, the man on the left was dressed in a snow-white robe representing holiness, and the man on the right was dressed in a simple and elegant light purple robe.

Ghost Sword didn't dare to slack off, and immediately greeted him.

"Shangxian, why are you here?" Ghost Sword Chou was very jealous of Mo Junxie's strength, the last battle caused people to lose tens of millions of ghost soldiers, and he didn't dare to provoke him again.

The ice-like cold gaze shook it fiercely.

Ghost Jian Chou immediately changed his words: "Lord Mo." ”

Mo Junxie swept away the ghost soldiers who were still standing in place, but his legs were trembling, and he said coldly: "Look, this is a powerful ...... It feels like something was lost and hasn't been found yet. ”

"Nope." Ghost Jianchou immediately vetoed his words, but when he looked up at his eyes as sharp as a knife, Ghost Jianchou changed his words again: "It's true that I lost something, but it's not valuable, that is, I made a water-based soul, and almost my elixir was refined, so I called those stupid people who lost things and were ready to train them." ”

Even if he told him, it was actually a piece of Baili Qinghong's soul missing.

"Oh." Mo Jun let out a clear sigh, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the woman who was sleeping comfortably in his arms.

In fact, she is also half asleep, listening to the voices of the outside world.

"I just found something good, I thought it was yours, but it doesn't look like it." After saying that, turn around and leave.

"Eh......" Ghost Jian Chou stretched out his hand to stop him from leaving the next moment: "Mo Shangxian, oh no, Lord Mo, you ...... What the good thing you're looking for looks like. ”

"What can a broken soul look like, I want to think about it......" Mo Junxie frowned deeply, thought for a long time, and the expression on his face changed N times, but the expression seemed to be more and more confused.

After the last moment, he simply turned around and asked, "What does it look like?" ”

Bai Chenxiao raised his hand, a sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he spit out lightly: "It looks like this." ”

"Tear it up!" A ghost soldier standing was suddenly swept up by a strong cold wind, and before the ghost soldier could react, his soul was torn to pieces, and part of it was clutched in Bai Chenxiao's hand.