Song Qingxiao immediately put this demon pill into his Qiankun bag, and glanced at the silver wolf whose breath was weaker after devouring the internal organs of the beast king, and then bit his fingertips, and according to the secret method sent to her by Xiang Si in the sea of knowledge, she drew a strange totem with blood.

The blood coagulated under the action of spiritual power, and after the totem was formed, it floated in the air to form a dark red circular stripe.

There is a powerful power exuded from the totem, and it seems to be quite influential for demon beasts.

After sensing the power of the totem, the silver wolf, who was still languishing before, opened a pair of blood-red eyes, as if sensing a threat, grinned, bared its teeth, and let out a low roar in his throat.

"Come, give me your claws." Song Qingxiao ignored the silver wolf's reaction, and shot as fast as lightning, grabbing one of its front paws.

'Whew-'

The silver wolf was caught by her, and subconsciously wanted to pull away, but after several attempts, he couldn't break free from her coercion.

Its claw armor curled firmly into its forefoot, as if it sensed something was wrong.

"You have eaten a lot of things, I want to take you into my dantian and raise your injuries for a while."

Song Qingxiao knew that it could understand what he was saying, so after he finished speaking, he shook his hand, turned into an ice blade, and slashed towards its front foot.

'Whew! ’

The silver wolf was a little uneasy, and Song Qingxiao simply grabbed its upper body with his arm, so that it could not struggle.

It has reached the seventh order, and the thickness of its fur is no less than that of a high-grade defensive law.

But her current strength should not be underestimated, and the ice blade has a strong force, slicing through its forelimbs.

Blood gushed out, and the silver wolf seemed to be stimulated, struggling on its other leg to get up.

She grabbed the forefoot in her palm with great force, and at a rapid speed she drew a totem similar to that drawn by her own blood.

As soon as this totem was completed, it floated in mid-air, and as soon as Song Qing's hand was released, the silver wolf quickly withdrew, grinned, and roared at her.

"Once two totems are combined, they form a contract." Song Qing turned the ice blade in his hand away, and said calmly:

"You lost your race, and now we will form new companions."

She stared at the silver wolf's bright red eyes, "Do you agree?" ”

'Goo-'

The silver wolf wheezed between his nostrils and stared at her as if considering her suggestion.

Song Qingxiao thought that it would hesitate for another half a second, but the silver wolf's trust in her was far deeper than she thought.

As soon as her voice fell, she saw the two totems separated in the middle of the air, quickly moving closer to the middle, and then 'bang' merged into one!

As soon as the totems merged, they burst out with an extremely bright red light, enveloping the silver and silver.

Its body shrunk and shrunk under the red light, and was finally completely absorbed into the totem.

Then the dark red totem turned into a spiritual light, and a 'whoosh' sound penetrated into her eyebrows.

Inside the house, the figure of the silver wolf disappeared completely.

As soon as this totem entered her body, Song Qingxiao sensed that there was a trace of fetters in her soul, and there was also a sleeping silver wolf phantom in the dantian.

A large amount of spiritual power was channeled into the phantom, nourishing its soul.

After putting the silver wolf into the dantian, Song Qingxiao found that its injuries were far more serious than he imagined.

There was originally only seventy percent of the spiritual power left in the body, but fifty percent was sucked away by it in an instant.

The loss of a large amount of spiritual power, and the sudden loss of strength after the muscles and veins dried up, caught Song Qingxiao off guard.

There is also an attraction in the dantian, and the remaining two percent of spiritual power may not be able to withstand the speed of absorption by the silver wolf.

She hurriedly took out a few sixth-order demon pills from the Qiankun bag, held them in her hand, and began to absorb a large amount of spiritual power in the demon pill.

Fortunately, while looking for the silver wolf in the sea of stars in the past few years, she killed a lot of sixth-order demon beasts, and hid their demon pills in the Qiankun bag, which came in handy at this time.

She absorbed dozens of demon pills in a row, forming an extremely terrifying flow of spiritual power, but all of them were absorbed by the silver wolf phantom in the dantian.

After absorbing so much spiritual power, the speed at which the silver wolf phantom in the dantian absorbed spiritual power gradually weakened, and finally became an extremely regular spiritual attraction power.

After the Silver Wolf Phantom gradually stopped absorbing spiritual power so ferociously, Song Qingxiao slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The previous moment was extremely dangerous, if it weren't for the fact that she had killed a large number of demon beasts in the sea of stars, accumulated a lot of demon beast inner pills, and turned into spiritual power at this time, and used her body to transform into power and convey it into the body of the silver wolf, I am afraid that the silver wolf phantom would have to absorb the power of essence and blood in her body.

In this way, the rapid transfer of spiritual power in such a short period of time was also extremely exhausting for Song Qingxiao, but after the silver wolf's condition stabilized, she was still secretly relieved.

She called out to the silver wolf with her divine sense, but received no response.

After absorbing enough spiritual power, the silver wolf seemed to be sucked into the totem, and the moment it entered her dantian, it was like being sealed, and her consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

Song Qingxiao couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he thought of the scene when it was asleep after swallowing the internal organs of the dragon and the three-headed dog in the past.

It had devoured the Red Blood Pill and the Chaos Bead today, and had eaten the internal organs of the Eighth Order Beast King, so it should indeed fall into a deep sleep and absorb these powers.

I don't know if it's because it's sleeping in Song Qing's little dantian, she vaguely feels that the situation of the silver wolf at this moment seems to be much better than before, at least its injuries seem to be temporarily stable, and there is no danger to life.

As soon as her mind moved, a red circular totem slowly appeared on her wrist.

Above the totem there was a dark red blood light, and in the middle of the blood light package, a curled silver wolf totem appeared.

As her consciousness relaxed, the totem slowly hidden, and the wrist was snow-white and delicate, as if everything before was just her illusion.

Song Qingxiao clenched his fists and scanned his body with his divine sense.

As Su Wu said, after she cast a secret method and used her own spiritual power to raise the silver wolf, at least thirty percent of her strength was restricted.

Her strength was already very stable at the beginning of the Distraction Realm, but at this time, she faintly retreated to the posture she had when she broke through the Distraction Realm two years ago.

But Song Qingxiao was mentally prepared for this, and he was not surprised.

At least the silver wolf's condition is stable for the time being, and she has been taken into her body again, at least it will be much easier for her to escape from now on, and she no longer has to hide around with her head wolf like before.

She put the corpse of the beastmaster on the ground into her Qiankun bag, and after solving the matter of the silver wolf, she began to worry about the imprint in her knowledge of the sea.

In the sea of knowledge, Shi Qiuwu's divine consciousness accompanied him like a shadow.

Although this person is entangled by people from outside the sky and can't get out of it in a short time, if this brand is not resolved, with the strength of his divine sense, even if he escapes at this time, he may not be able to hide from his search.

She tried to use her divine sense to drive away this brand, Song Qingxiao is now a cultivator of the Distraction Realm, and now there are four characters in the nine-character secret order in her hands, and she also has the Divine Extermination Technique to cultivate spiritual power and divine consciousness at the same time, it stands to reason that her divine sense is far stronger than that of ordinary Distraction Realm monks.

But the realm between her and Shi Qiuwu is too different, and no matter how hard she tries at this time, she can't erase Shi Qiuwu's divine sense.

Song Qingxiao's heart sank, and after a long time, she opened her eyes helplessly.

"Senpai." She called Su Wu with her divine sense, and Shi Qiuwu's imprint was not resolved, no matter how far she escaped, once he searched for this divine sense, he would be able to catch up with him at a very fast speed.

She had no way to solve the divine sense imprint caused by the gap in the realm, so she could only turn to Su Wu for help, not knowing if he had a way to solve this matter.

Although Su Wu's body is dead, his soul is still there.

Back then, he was the same as Shi Qiuwu, he was a strong man who also belonged to the Void Realm, and in terms of divine sense, Su Wu should be no less than Shi Qiuwu.

She didn't need to say much, Su Wu already understood her intentions.

Song Qingxiao sensed a sharp chill coming from her soul, like a touch of sword intent, instantly slashing the imprint that Shi Qiuwu left in her sea of knowledge.

Under the impact of this chill, the imprint that Song Qingxiao had been unable to erase before was shattered by this chill, and then the residual thoughts were also impacted by the chill, and finally disappeared into invisibility.

Su Wu really still retains a certain strength!

"I can only erase this imprint for the time being, but this is not a place to stay for long." Su Wu's voice was a little cold.

Song Qingxiao found that there was no restraint in the sea of knowledge, and after Shi Qiuwu's breath was all driven away, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Hearing Su Wu's reminder, she felt a pang in her heart and answered:

"I'll go see my mother and leave the imperial capital as soon as possible."

Su Wu didn't respond again, and before she could get up, she sensed that there seemed to be a breath approaching this way.

The sound of speeding cars came to her ears, and the houses here were so far apart that ordinary people would not have approached this place after the haunting.

Nearly an hour had passed since she returned, and there was no coming from here, so the sound of cars at this time should not be the wrong way.

There was an aura in the car, very weak, as if it was still invaded by yin qi, not like a monk, but like an ordinary person.

Her gaze turned to the floor of the living room, although the corpse of the Beastmaster was put into her bag, there were still a lot of blood stains on the ground after the silver wolf bit the corpse of the Beastmaster.

Song Qingxiao's eyes were cold, and under her gaze, the place where the blood splashed on the ground quickly froze, and then she hooked her fingers, and the ice crystals rose into the air, quickly fused, and turned into an ice ball in an instant, which was held in the palm of her hand.

And the ground was cleaned up in an instant, except for the floor tiles that were shattered when the silver wolf slapped down the demon pill, there were no other traces left.

When she had done all this, she stood up and slowly disappeared into the corner.

Today, Wei Zhi fled, and she let Gu Chunxing go, since the Martial Arts Research Institute of the empire chased and killed her, it is conceivable that her archives should have been leaked.

Although the people who came at this time had a weak breath and looked like ordinary people, Song Qingxiao didn't dare to be careless, and wanted to see who the people who came were.

After about a quarter of an hour, the car drove closer and closer, and finally stopped outside her house, and a man got out of the car and slowly pushed open the courtyard door.

He didn't realize that the owner of the house had returned, and he didn't know that there were a pair of eyes staring at him coldly in the dark.

When the man opened the door, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

The temperature in the room was very low, with a smell that the man couldn't speak, some fishy sweet, like the smell of blood, but there was a creepy feeling that made him creepy.

The instinct was instinctive, and the hairs on his back stood on end, goosebumps rising from his arms, and his shirt crawled to the back of his neck, tearing at his scalp.

And some smart home appliances are automatically turned on, as if someone has returned to this place early, and the air conditioner is turned on very strongly.

He shuddered with excitement, and saw a figure standing in the corner of the staircase.

The figure stood in a wonderful position, just stepping in the shadows, and at a glance, he saw only a tall, slender figure, like a woman.

Before he could speak, the figure was the first to speak:

"Zhou Ye."

Song Qingxiao didn't expect that the person who came over would be such an acquaintance.

Between her and Zhou Ye, she only met Luo Wu back then, and only asked him to help a few times, and at this time, judging from Zhou Ye's attitude of parking and entering the house, it seems that he is helping him take care of the house in the past ten years.

"Song, Miss Song?" When Zhou Ye heard the voice in the room, he seemed to be a little incredulous, and after saying a word, he asked tentatively:

"Miss Song, is that you?"

As he spoke, he saw the figure slowly walk out of the shadows, revealing Song Qingxiao's figure.

The light shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, and as soon as she stepped out of the shadows, the halo shone on her face.

In the sunlight, her complexion was almost transparent, and her slender neck was exposed under her delicate and small chin, and the collarbone of the neck socket was slightly shaded by the collar.

The moment he saw Song Qingxiao appear, Zhou Ye first smiled, and then when he saw her appearance clearly, it turned into extreme shock and disbelief.

What appeared in front of him was a slender girl.

Her eyes were cold, perhaps she saw an acquaintance she had known in the past, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, melting the coldness on her body a little.

The eyebrows and eyes were still the same as Zhou Ye remembered, but there was something vaguely like something was wrong.

"You-"

There was an extremely obvious gasp from him, and his face was horrified.

The last time Song Qingxiao called him back then was when she entered the reserve team, and it has been ten years since she calculated the time.

When Zhou Ye met Song Qingxiao for the first time, he was only over thirty years old, which was the golden period of his career, and he met Luo Wu, who was born rich and noble, and was in high spirits.

Ten years have passed, he is in his early forties, his body is extremely thin, the loose suit hangs on him empty, his eyes are blue, as if he is covered with a layer of black gas, and the whole person has a sense of lifelessness.

He seemed to have had a bad time lately, his back was slightly bent, his shoulders were sinking, he seemed to be older than his actual age, and there were already some white strands in his black hair on both temples.

But in comparison, time seems to freeze on Song Qingxiao's body.

Compared to ten years ago, her appearance remains the same, but on closer inspection, it seems to have been carved more delicately by time.

She still looked like a twenty-year-old girl, her complexion was fair and delicate, and her eyes seemed to be full of starlight, which made people dare not look directly.

The only thing that has changed is her calm appearance, there is a kind of momentum that suppresses Zhou Ye and makes him involuntarily hold his breath.

(End of chapter)