These clays are said to be made from the ashes of a person, and if you think of that person in your heart and add it with your own blood, the clay will automatically transform into the person's appearance.

"So, did he resurrect the witch at the end?"

Fang Chi asked out loud.

The jade-faced fox shook his head: "Not yet." ”

If it succeeds, I'm afraid this Qingqing won't be able to collect soul stone fragments! "The witch's soul is in that tree, and although he uses his demonic power to continuously absorb the witch's soul from the tree, he can't get a complete soul together.

Without a complete soul, there is no way to resurrect a witch with a body made of clay alone. ”

The jade-faced fox continued.

Fang Chi paused, for a while, he didn't know what to say about these unbelievable things.

He used to think that things in this world were black and white, either right or wrong.

But now, Fang Chi couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong.

Qing Qing is undoubtedly hateful, exchanging his soul and resentment, but from his standpoint, wanting to see a witch is not a bad thing, to blame, maybe he can only blame him for using the wrong method.

He paused, and couldn't help but speak: "This shemale is quite pitiful. ”

"Pathetic?"

Wu Ming snorted coldly: "Poor people, there must be something hateful." ”

Qing Qing was unable to resurrect the witch with her mutilated soul, and became even more resentful.

However, the witch's soul sensed what Qingqing had done, and did not want to be resurrected as a puppet, so she gave a dream to the villagers, hoping that they would cut down the tree and burn it with fire.

The villagers have always treated witches as if they were gods, and when they received the witch's dream, they immediately did as she said.

When Qingqing went to the village again, he found that the tree had been cut down, and he immediately became angry and attacked the villagers with hexology.

Later, being secretly blocked by the enforcers of the demon world, Qingqing had no choice but to give up Tu Village.

"He ......"

Fang Chi was shocked and speechless.

"So, he is now collecting soul stone fragments everywhere, probably because he wants to use soul stone fragments to resurrect the witch."

The jade-faced fox said.

Fang Chi thought about what they had just said, and was inexplicably a little nervous in his heart: "What would happen if this witch was resurrected by him?" ”

The jade-faced fox closed his eyes, he didn't know what he thought, and his eyes were cold: "The resurrection of the flesh made of clay, from now on, can only be Qingqing's puppet." ”

No matter how much you love, you can't be bound by the world! Fang Chi was shocked and forgot to react, only the fire in front of him was still buzzing.

Wuming swept his face, which was bubbling in the firelight, and reached out and knocked on his head: "Fool, it's time to sleep!" ”

When the words fell, the jade-faced fox who was drinking water almost choked on himself.

"You ...... with him"

He looked at Fang Chi and then at Wu Ming, and the second half of the sentence in his mouth was warned by Wu Ming's waving fist, but he still didn't say it in the end.

Fang Chi found a place to lie down behind Wu Ming, and after closing his eyes, Wu Ming waved his hand and dropped a protective cover for him.

Big monsters like Wuming and Jade-faced Fox rarely need to sleep.

They restrained their breath in case they were spotted by the Qingqing in the cave.

And at this moment, Qingqing in the cave is concentrating on doing an important thing.

There is a fire burning in the cave, which illuminates the innermost part of the cave.

Qing Qing held a soul stone fragment in his hand, and his scarlet eyes showed excitement.

Because he was so excited, a small bag suddenly formed on his face, and the small bag seemed to break through his skin, and he struggled fiercely under his face a few times.

Qing Qing reached out and pressed the bag, holding it down, and after a while, the bag was gone, and his face returned to its normal appearance.

He stooped down, his eyes greedy; "Mulberry leaves, you have avoided me Qingqing for so long, and now, you can finally only be me alone! Hahaha! ”

Qing Qing laughed arrogantly, and in an instant, because of his excitement, he puffed out a lot of bags.

These bags roamed wildly on him, making his facial features instantly hideous.

It took him a lot of effort to suppress the bag that was wandering around his body.

Beneath every bulging bag lies an evil spirit that occupies his body and at the same time seeks to take over his mind.

Over the years, Qingqing has spent almost half of his time fighting against the resentful spirits in his body, but how can a person who has been standing in the dark for a long time have sunshine in his heart.

But fortunately, there are mulberry leaves to support him, so that he has always maintained that trace of consciousness, until now.

Qing Qing steadied herself and stood next to the stone platform, looking down at the woman lying on it.

Using the clay from Lingpo, the body made looks younger than the mulberry leaf used to be.

Because of the addition of his blood, the clay has an aura and has human flesh and blood.

Although her eyes were closed, her lips were still red and her teeth were white, and her eyelashes like butterfly wings covered her smooth skin, and it seemed that she could open her eyes in the next second.

Qing Qing was obsessed with it, trembling, and stretched out her hand, wanting to caress this white face.

But then, he suddenly took a few steps back, staring at the mulberry leaves on the stone platform and shaking his head desperately.

"No, no! I can't! ”

Qing Qing reached out and hugged his head, slamming it against the wall.

What a sacred mulberry leaf it is, even if you don't have a soul yet, it's sacred.

How dirty and ugly he is, how can he stain the mulberry leaves with his own hands! But at the same time, a voice also came out of his heart.

"This woman has abandoned you, she doesn't care about your life or death, she doesn't have you in her heart."

"Didn't you survive to this day just to get this woman, to resurrect her quickly, to make her your slave, and to make her prostrate at your feet."

"Do it, isn't that what you want most?"

The voice was like a ghost, and it strongly stimulated Qingqing.

Qing Qing shook his head desperately and roared bitterly: "No, no! I can't insult her, I can't! ”

The voice laughed evilly: "Qingqing, are you so afraid to face your own heart?" ”

Qing Qing fell to his knees on the ground, his hands clasped into the soil: "You are not me, you are not me!" ”

The voice suddenly became fierce: "Accept your fate!" I am you! I am you! You'll never get rid of me! ”

"Get out of here, get out of my body!"

Qingqing shouted.

No matter how desperately he writhed his body, the voice never wavered: "You have lived so long, you have dedicated yourself to those dirty and ugly resentments, for what?" Isn't it for that woman? Don't hesitate any longer, she's right in front of you, and as long as you resurrect her, she'll be yours! Whatever you want her to do, she'll be obedient! ”

"Didn't you always want to possess her?"

"Resurrect her, and you'll be able to fulfill your long-held wish!"

The ghostly voice kept tempting him in Qingqing's mind, and after a long time, Qingqing finally raised his head.

The corners of his mouth twitched coldly, and he reached out to press a small bag bulging in his chest, his eyes fierce and vicious.

The fragment of the soul stone fell to the ground because of the fierce action just now, Qing Qing walked over, bent down to pick it up, and strode to the edge of the stone platform.

He first took out a black jar from under the stone platform, and two black snakes were wrapped around it, still spitting letters.

The jar was covered with a black stone lid, and when Qing Qing opened the jar, a dazzling white light immediately burst out from it.

In this jar is the soul of mulberry leaves.

Mulberry Leaf sacrificed herself and turned into a tree, and her soul rested on this tree.

Qingqing's eyes were pierced by the white light, and he closed his eyes fiercely, and only opened them after a while.

He reached into the jar and quickly grabbed a cloud of white mist.

The golden light in the mist is the soul of the mulberry leaf.

But it's not all the soul of mulberry leaves.

He quietly went to the tree at night to absorb the soul of the mulberry leaves, but he didn't want to be discovered by the soul of the mulberry leaves, and finally entrusted the villagers with a dream to cut down the tree and burn it with fire.

The rest of the souls were scattered along with the fire, and in the end, no one knew where they had gone.

Qingqing has searched for many places, but she has never found the remaining soul, so for so many years, although she has always had the clay body of mulberry leaves, she has not been resurrected for a long time.

But now, he has found a way to resurrect the mulberry leaves.

This soul stone fragment really helped him a lot, as long as he pressed this soul stone fragment on the clay flesh of Mulberry Leaf, he would definitely be able to resurrect her.

Qing Qing held the white mist and slowly pressed the white mist into the clay body.

After the soul entered the clay body, the clay body looked more vivid.

Now, it's just the last step.

Qing Qing took out the soul stone fragment, carefully sent the soul stone fragment into the mouth of the clay body with demonic power, and guided the soul stone fragment all the way, slowly falling to the position of the body and body mouth.

After a while, Qing Qing carefully reached out to cover the chest of the clay body, and sure enough, he felt a slight beat.

"It's done! It's done! Mulberry leaves, my mulberry leaves! ”

Qing Qing shouted excitedly, excited for a while, before staring at Sang Ye's body and slowly speaking: "Open your eyes, Sang Ye!" ”

When the words fell, the clay body on the stone platform instantly opened its eyes.

The eyes that opened were exactly the same as the eyes that Mulberry Ye had used to have, except for the clear and kind gaze.

Although the eyes of this clay body are also smart, they are still a little less alive than the mulberry leaves once looked.

Qingqing made her open her eyes, and she just lay on the stone platform with her eyes open, completely devoid of her next movements.

Qing Qing stared at her face for a long time, and after being excited, she realized that something was wrong with this resurrected mulberry leaf.

"Mulberry leaves! Mulberry leaf! ”

Qingqing shouted her name.

The clay body didn't react at all, and it didn't even know how to turn its gaze to look at Qingqing.

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Qingqing reached out uncontrollably and slammed into the wall.

He has already done everything he should have done, why is the mulberry leaf still like this, completely, it is just a soulless clay.

But he obviously felt his heartbeat on Mulberry Ye's body! Qing Qing took a moment to stabilize her emotions, walked over again, and reached out to cover Mulberry's chest.

But then came a dead silence, and nothing else.

The throbbing of life just now seemed to have never appeared, and there was no trace of beating in the chest of mulberry leaves, and it was quiet.

Qing Qing was furious, how could this be, how could this be! No! He can't stand a puppet without a mulberry leaf soul, he wants a real mulberry leaf! Qing Qing stared at the chest where the mulberry leaf faintly emitted a red light, and after a moment, his eyes suddenly tightened.

It must be that the power of this soul stone is not enough! Yes, it must be! There was only a small fragment of this soul stone, so Mulberry Ye's body only had a brief heartbeat.

Qing Qing was excited, and his eyes lit up with scarlet light again.

As long as he finds other fragments and makes the soul stone more complete, his mulberry leaves will definitely come back to life again and have a complete heartbeat! Yes, that's it! But where are the remaining fragments of soul stones?