The skeleton soldier looked puzzled: "You just need to use the soul power to wrap the soul fire of those undead, and then burn off the impurities." ”

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched, she was too low now, and she couldn't sense the existence of her soul at all.

Because of this, she thought that Xiaobing had some clever way, but she didn't expect it to be nothing.

She gave up!

"Oh! Lovely friend, it turns out that you don't know how to pretend to understand! It's okay, I'm not going to laugh at you! ”

Seeing her look like she wanted to cry without tears, the skeleton soldier quickly came to its conclusion.

Jun Qianxi has now learned to be calm.

Whatever it says, it will not answer, it will not justify, otherwise the next conclusion it will come to must be: "Explanation is disguise, disguise is the beginning of deception!" ”

"Lovely friend, don't be discouraged! You are smarter than me, I will only refine it after studying for a thousand years, you should be enough for a hundred years! ”

The skeleton creep patted her on the shoulder and comforted her.

With Jun Qianxi's heaven and earth aura, the two of them quickly swept through the eighth region.

"Wow Ka Ka Ka! Kill another one, we're the perfect match for the lovely family! ”

The skeleton creep stepped on the head of an undead spirit, cracked open its skull, and began to refine the other's soul fire.

Along the way, they didn't know how much soul fire they had absorbed from the eighth-order undead, and the skeleton soldiers had finally changed a little.

Its soul fire seems to have gradually become saturated, with a very slow tendency to increase.

However, the golden luster contained in its bones is even more obvious.

"Lovely friend, how's it going? Do you feel that the creep's appearance is getting better and better? ”

Jun Qianxi didn't know which undead soul fire it got these thoughts from, but I have to say that it now looks a lot more noble.

When its bones turn from white jade to pure gold, it will definitely sell for a lot of money.

But the closer it got to the dividing line, the more taciturn the creep became, and there was a faint sadness on its body, and even the soul fire of several undead in Zuihou was not refined, and it was thrown directly into the hole in the eye.

When it saw the dividing line, it dismembered its body, meaning that it didn't want to move forward.

Jun Qianxi didn't say much, she sat beside it, clasped her knees with her hands, and looked at the sky.

Another day had passed, and if it weren't for the skeleton creeps, she probably wouldn't know which undead would have been crushed to pieces.

Although she has only been with Xiaobing for two days, she doesn't know Weishenme, and she always has an inexplicable emotion for it.

But she knew very well that this emotion did not come from her soul.

It seems to be ......

Her eyes flickered, and she reached out and pressed her chest.

Damn wordless heavenly book, you exude such mixed feelings for a skeleton in a book?

She was also affected.

It suddenly occurred to her that the wordless heavenly book lied to her that she was in the ninth region, was it because there were skeleton soldiers in the ninth region?

As night fell, the night sky of the Isle of the Dead was unexpectedly hung with a crescent moon, and the cold moonlight fell on the branches, falling dappled shadows of trees.

Jun Qianxi simply lay on her back on the ground, her hands pillowed behind her head, and her eyes narrowed slightly: "Xiaobing, they all say that you think about the moon and people, you like to look at the sun and the moon so much, who is the person you miss?" ”

A pile of bones beside her flashed in the moonlight: "I don't know, maybe I'm thinking about you?" ”

PS: Weiwei is still alive, there is still one breath left!