He Yuting's head rumbled with lightning and thunder. She has been wondering, why does the Hades Palace not accept people? Weird, right? She never thought that the problem was with her remnant soul, she just thought that she was unlucky. Anyway, she has been unlucky since she was a child, and she has developed an optimistic temperament. I didn't expect this bad luck to be there a reason. She shouldn't have been called He Yuting at all, the main owner of He Yuting had been stillborn a long time ago, and her body was forcibly occupied by a remnant of her soul...... All because she doesn't want to die yet. He Yuting looked at Erlang Zhenjun with a strange expression.

Through a layer of impermeable black fog, Erlang Zhenjun couldn't see the expression on He Yuting's face. But the Heavenly Demon Soul Eater Nails stopped spinning, and they all hung motionless in the air like static floating needles. This is a good sign. Erlang Zhenjun quietly took a step forward, and He Yuting did not move. He continued to speak to distract He Yuting. "It's just that being a remnant isn't scary, the point is that your consciousness is still there. Don't worry about not being able to replenish souls. This world was originally a world of remnant souls. As long as you complete the task well here, and replenish your soul power by taking food every day, when the time comes to ascend, you can naturally fly out neatly and re-enter the six realms of reincarnation. At that time, it will be impossible to say that the Hades Palace will not accept the soul anymore. And if you are reincarnated with a complete soul, and you have the background of your previous life to remain in your soul body, it is also possible to re-shape the immortal bones and re-ascend to Sendai in the future......"

The Soul Eater Nail shook slightly, as if the person inside the package had something to say. Erlang Zhenjun stopped the topic in time and asked her: "What?" ”

“…… It doesn't matter if you can reshape the immortal bones and ascend to Sendai. He Yuting muttered, quietly removed her eyes in the black fog, and looked at the ground. Have you forgotten? We swore together. ”

The green mountains, the white clouds, and the scales shine, and the whispers between lovers fall in the tinkling streams—

I wish to have the heart of a gentleman, and the white head will not be separated.

Erlang Zhenjun suddenly had a surge of blood and blood, he coughed sullenly, and a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Erlang, are you injured?" He Yuting panicked. She wanted to step forward but didn't dare to step forward. Although the Soul Eater Nail is a clone magic weapon, it cannot be controlled by her at will. Demonic and rebellious, it is casual and unrestrained to say that it sounds good, and it is more impulsive than rational to say that it is unpleasant. Many times monsters succumb to their instincts, and they don't even know what they have done. It's like snatching away.

Erlang Zhenjun suddenly took a big step forward, and his hands rushed into the encirclement of the Soul Eater Nail first, holding He Yuting's head. Then, his whole body slowly appeared in front of He Yuting through the Soul Eater Nail. Smelling the blood, the Soul Eater Spun wildly, emitting the same black flames as in the Hellflame Pool. This time, they burned even more violently.

"Erlang, let's go!" He Yuting gritted her teeth and whispered, her face was gradually spreading blue and black interlaced spider silk fine lines, looking more and more terrifying. "I can't control them."

Erlang Zhenjun's body also burst out with a strong white light, the white light shone, like a membrane wall, wrapped his whole body in an airtight airtight, and the Soul Eater Nail hit it and was bounced off from time to time, and after it bounced off, it hit it even more violently. Some of the Soul Eater nails finally stuck to the wall of light, and in a few moments they turned into black smoke. Erlang Zhenjun approached inch by inch, holding He Yuting's face firmly with both hands, not letting her have a chance to escape. He Yuting looked at him with teary eyes, and her mind began to sway again. This was a precursor to her imminent confusion, and the beginning of the cultivation of her human nature and demonic nature.

"Erlang, if I, if I change, will you kill me with your own hands?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I don't want to be a demon." He Yuting sighed.

"You're a remnant, what kind of demon is it?"

"Then you suppress me."

Demon suppression and demon killing are actually the same nature. With the mutilated nature of He Yuting's soul, if it is really suppressed, it can be wiped out in an instant. Jiro Zhenjun looked at her deeply, his gaze obscure. After a while, he spoke hoarsely: "Didn't you say I forgot?" Do you even remember the demon suppression? ”

He Yuting barely smiled. She wants to say, the new human beings of the twenty-first world, who doesn't know the horror movie "Archmage"? It seems that this cold joke can't be conveyed to Jiro Zhenjun now. He Yuting closed her eyes and said softly, "Be quick!" ”

"Jiuxiao Xuan, you have made me search for thousands of years, and now you want me to become a lonely person?" Erlang Zhenjun's low roar made He Yuting's heart tremble, "If your soul is scattered again this time, what magic weapon can protect you with a remnant soul?" Didn't you think I'd never find you again for the rest of my life, where would I go? ”

He Yuting opened her eyes and looked into a pair of red eyes.

Erlang Zhenjun put his forehead against her forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "You are not allowed to give up, even if there is only a glimmer of opportunity, you are not allowed to give up!" After speaking, he released a wisp of spiritual sense glowing with white light and penetrated into He Yuting's spiritual platform. Fortunately, it is still a spiritual platform, and it has not been transformed into a demon seat. Just as Erlang Zhenjun had predicted, the Lingtai had been entangled in black demonic qi and would collapse at any time. He concentrated, and released two more wisps of spiritual consciousness to help the first wisp of spiritual sense slowly climb onto He Yuting's spiritual platform, slowly purifying the demonic qi. He knew that this was not the way to eradicate it, and that it was his spiritual sense that was being consumed. But this is the best first aid method at the moment.

"Jiro ......"

"Shut up!" Erlang Zhenjun is still angry, angry that she can easily give up on herself. The woman who had just finished saying "I don't want to die" in his arms was fleeting, making him unable to sleep for thousands of nights. It would have been nice if she had been found earlier. This pain has always been buried in his heart. If it weren't for the glimmer of hope and knowing that she still had a chance to survive, he—Erlang Zhenjun, Fox Yulang—would have ceased to exist a long time ago. "What exactly am I doing for, don't you understand?"

- White heads are inseparable.

He Yuting closed her eyes tightly, and two lines of hot tears slowly slid down her cheeks. She choked up: "I'm sorry, it's me...... It's my obsession that hurts you. ”

Erlang Zhenjun knows that this obsession is not owned by her alone. But he deliberately didn't say it. Let her think that it is her obsession that has created today's Erlang Zhenjun, although he has been willing to sink as early as the first time he saw her - as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never let He Yuting give up his life. He said, "It's good to know." Obediently let me exorcise the demonic energy and don't move. ”

“…… It's ...... in the wild."

It's so unsafe.

If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have wanted to hold her in his lap and beat her hard. "And your Soul Eater Spike!" As long as the demonization state is not lifted, the Soul Eater will not disappear, and will go crazy to protect the master.

"Will your spiritual sense be damaged?"

Immortal consciousness is equivalent to human consciousness. Humans who are unconscious can faint and even die, and immortals can be harmed even if they don't die. He Yuting didn't want Erlang Zhenjun to get hurt.

Erlang Zhenjun had to penetrate the spiritual sense to eliminate the demonic energy on the spiritual platform for her, and at the same time, he also had to resist the soul devouring nails that were constantly hitting around him, and said impatiently: "Since you don't want my spiritual sense to be damaged, don't resist." ”

He Yuting really didn't dare to move, and quietly felt the three warm currents coming in from her forehead. Her well-behaved made Erlang Zhenjun's heart warm, and her original hesitant mind now became extremely firm. He spent a little time dissipating the demonic energy of the spiritual platform, but instead of retracting his spiritual sense, he let the three wisps of spiritual consciousness stretch out, tightly wrapping He Yuting's spiritual platform.

Although He Yuting let him take what he wanted, she did not lose her consciousness. The Soul Eater Nail had quietly disappeared, but Erlang Zhenjun's spiritual sense still hadn't been withdrawn, and she sensed it a little and found that three wisps of spiritual sense had infiltrated into the incomplete spiritual platform. "Erlang, what do you want to do?"

Jiro Zhenjun chanted a mantra in a low voice-

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root."

As soon as the spell came out, a powerful cyclone suddenly rose from under his feet. The two of them touched their foreheads, and their hair danced wildly and their long sleeves flew.

"Bestow your soul and tie my soul. One is prosperous, and one is lost. ”

It's a soul spell!

He Yuting opened her eyes suddenly. Jiro Zhenjun hadn't closed his eyes, he was staring at her greedily, as if he could never get enough of it.

"Don't!" While the Soul Spell began to activate, and there was an interval in the spell, He Yuting began to struggle. "Don't even the Soul Curse. Don't live and die. You're going to be dragged down by me, are you crazy? ”

Erlang Zhenjun had been prepared for a long time, and firmly protected her head to prevent her forehead from deviating at all. Seeing her angry and mad, he laughed instead. This spell should have been completed thousands of years ago, and it's a little late, but it's not too late. Erlang Zhenjun made a string of lip shapes, and He Yuting read it out - the white head is inseparable.

Then, the last spell exploded like thunder, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into her spiritual platform along the three wisps of spiritual consciousness bees:

"Do it with you, connect your soul with you, and live and die with you!"

He Yuting trembled, staring at Erlang Zhenjun with wide eyes, as if she was angry, and seemed to be resentful...... The next second, she suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.