Fang Ju'an only felt that his eyes were dazzling, and he began to faint, and the whole person was in a drunken state, as if his brain was full of fog.

"Are you Fang Ju'an?" A voice came from the sky.

Fang Ju'an nodded in a trance.

"Are you a human or a ghost now?"

Is he a human or a ghost? Fang Ju'an tried to think about it. It seems that he has been hovering on the edge for thousands of years, but he has not stepped into the ranks of the dead.

His body, still alive.

Then, the moment the Night Pearl left his body, he absorbed the power of the seal, his soul reconnected with his body, and his life restarted.

He's human. He's pretty sure. It is in order to return to the surface and continue to be a man that he will endure the loneliness of being buried in the ground for so many years.

"I'm human......" Fang Ju'an said in a slow tone, but he was very sure.

"I am a human being, I want to be a human ......" Fang Ju'an seemed to have some obsession with this question, and repeatedly said this sentence, flustered with some confusion.

"Yes, you're human. But what is the man standing in front of you? The voice from Skyrim asked again.

"What is he? Hehe...... Who knows what he is! He might just be one of his dogs! See, where has he been now? He doesn't even know who he is, hahahaha......"

“……”

The heavenly voice was silent for two seconds, as if pondering the meaning of the two "hes" in his words.

"Who is he?"

Fang Ju'an was taken aback by this question, and his face was full of panic.

"I can't say his name......" He held his heart in a worried grip, as if he was very concerned about the other party's matter. I can't say. He saved me when I woke up. But I don't want to. I don't like him, he's always in his place, looking at me from above, thinking he's a god too, it's ridiculous......"

Also God? The prison painting captures this crucial message from Fang Ju'an's words. The man standing behind Fang Ju'an is God?

The prison painting observed the realm of Fang Ju'an. Merge Realm. Although it is much higher than the realm of those guys I met in the human world before the prison painting, if that person is a god, how could he just let Fang Ju'an reach the merger realm and die?

Is it not enough?

Or is it deliberate?

So Fang Ju'an's worship of that person is not so pure. Judging from his hatred of the green soul, it should be quite complicated.

And what kind of role does the green soul play by that person's side?

But no matter what the truth is, if Fang Ju'an doesn't do it at this time, the green soul may really collapse.

He had completely lost his mind, holding his head and his eyes glazed.

"That guy told you to wake up and save him. You are indifferent now, is this to disobey his will? ”

Draw this sentence in a prison, and pour a basin of cold water on Fang Ju'an, who was gritting his teeth at the green soul and preparing to take advantage of the danger of others.

"I'll save it!" Fang Ju'an gritted his teeth, even if he had the ** talisman in his body, he didn't forget his disgust for the green soul.

He sat down, his arms raised in the air, pressed together and apart, his armor singing "jingle bells" as he moved, adding a touch of beauty to the mysterious ritual.

But in the eyes of the prison painting, what I saw was a different scene.

She saw a soul-like object wandering around Fang Ju'an's body. But that soul is not complete. No, not so much incomplete, but just a fragment.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, this fragment turned out to be a rich cyan!

The prison painting has seen the dungeon illustrated. In many bizarre pictures, the cyan soul is not hideous.

But he is the most dangerous green ghost among the ghosts in the underworld!

It was a kind of ghost that was heavier than the red-clothed ghost in the legend of the world. According to the description of the illustrated book, the ghost itself has gone beyond the scope of ghosts, and has a level of supernatural powers, which can absorb people's aura and make people live a short life, and can also transform into a human body, pass through walls and walls, and can appear during the day and move objects to achieve their goals.

Although the green ghost is a ghost body, it has embarked on the path of cultivation. This is different from the ghost who gets an errand in the underworld. The onicha is to practice in the direction of the earth immortals, in short, it is the right path. But the green ghost is developing in the direction of demons. Although 10,000 green ghosts may not be able to cultivate a single demon, once the demon refining is successful, it will be on a par with the gods, and it will be difficult to restrain it.

In the past few hundred years, the underworld has been very strict in controlling the ghosts. As soon as it appears, it will be surrounded and suppressed, and then annihilated on the spot.

Cruelly and effectively strangle hidden dangers in the cradle.

Cyan soul fragments roamed around Fang Ju'an's body, slamming around. Fang Ju'an was like a patient with sheep epilepsy, convulsing, rolling his eyes, and almost foaming at the mouth.

The appearance of a burly man wearing the armor of a great general is really a scenery that can make people blind.

Soul fragments scurried around Fang Ju'an's body like headless flies for a long time, and finally found a way out from his raised hands and flew out with lightning speed.

When exposed to air, the fragment resembles a cyan-colored gas.

It's the same as when the green soul first appeared.

He hovered in front of the green soul's eyes, staring at it.

The air seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

"Who are you?" I don't know if the pain of the green soul disappeared suddenly, or if it was attracted by the soul fragment. Anyway, he stopped holding his head and moaning, staring intently at the thing in front of him.

The thing was staring at him, too.

"I'm you......" the thing said.

"You're me?" The green soul looked confused, but it didn't seem to resist this answer. He pondered the question seriously.

But there was no answer.

"I am you, you are me!" The Soul Fragment repeated the words and began to circle around the Green Soul.

"You are me, I am you?" The green soul's eyes began to turn black, like an invisible ancient well, and then turned into a huge whirlpool, constantly spinning, not knowing what to suck.

"We're all in this together, aren't we?" The sound of soul fragments echoed through the chamber, but he was nowhere to be found.

"yes, we're in this together! We've been together! The empty echo became a real voice, with a rebellious steadfastness.

Even the smile on his face.

Green Soul, changed.

Prison painting felt an unprecedented crisis.

"Green Soul?"

She called tentatively.

The smile on Qing Soul's face froze the moment he saw the prison painting. Then it turned into an anger.

It was a kind of resentful anger, and the fire that danced in his eyes showed that the dissatisfaction in his heart had been around for a long time.

In other words, Lao Tzu has been unhappy with you for a long time.

This kind of eye painting was seen in Fang Ju'an's eyes not long ago.

But now the green soul is like this.

What's wrong with the world?

"Green Soul?" He asked rhetorically, in exactly the same tone as when Fang Ju'an asked her before, as if the name was really funny, and it made the two of them have the same reaction.

He tilted his head to look at her, and the complicated smile on his face combined with Xiao Zhengtai's appearance looked very weird.

"What's wrong with you?" The prison painting has never seen the appearance of the green soul.

"The soul comes to Fenglinqing, and the soul returns to the sea. Jun is now in the net, how can he have wings. Green Soul, Green Soul...... Oh, good name! From the back of my Tsing Yi, I will be called the Green Soul! ”

Prison Painting: "......"

The green soul did not bother with the question of his name anymore, and moved his body, and walked to Fang Ju'an, who had just recovered from the state of epilepsy.

Fang Ju'an seemed to be very afraid of the green soul, and as soon as he looked up and saw the swirling eyes of the green soul, he collapsed directly to the ground, and then stepped back vigorously.

"Your mission is accomplished." Qing Soul said.

This was obviously a congratulatory word, but in Fang Ju'an's ears, a few words were as hot as a talisman.

"You can't kill me, how dare you kill me without his permission?!"

Qing Soul looked at Fang Ju'an like a fool.

"It's just an abandoned chess piece, why don't you think I dare!"

The roar of the green soul still echoed inside the tomb, the ground had broken open, and the rubble mixed with the dirt to form a cage that surrounded Fang Ju'an.

It's like what I did before I painted it.

The means are still so familiar. It's just that his eyes have changed.

"Green Soul, who are you?"

"Who am I? That's a bad question. ”

"You should ask, who are you?"

The prison painting was stunned by the words of the green soul. Big brother, it's you who get back your life experience and memory, what's the matter with me?

"Who is she?" Fang Ju'an was also confused.

"She? Hehe...... She's the reason why you've been asleep for so long and still wake up. If it weren't for her, what do you think it would be? Will God of War give you a chance to be reborn? ”

Fang Ju'an was stunned, and the prison painting was also stunned. The expressions of the two of them seemed very consistent during this short meeting.

"If it weren't for her, where would I need to take out a soul to hide my body for thousands of years? For the sake of this uncompetitive girl, you and I have only returned to the starting point now. It's sad! Amusing! ”

Fang Ju'an was confused by the green soul.

"Elder Tsing Yi, what do you mean? Didn't the god of war extract one of your souls to protect you from encirclement? In order to protect this soul of yours, I have guarded it with the Night Pearl and my body for thousands of years! Could it be that I have paid so much that I don't have the right to know the truth?! ”

Fang Ju'an's expression was distorted with anger. This expression appeared on the face of a battle-hardened general, with a sense of desolate and pathetic great compassion.

Qing Soul stared at Fang Ju'an with the eyes of an idiot.

"The contract between you and the God of War is a reciprocal deal. You're now describing it as a one-sided effort. Fang Ju'an, have you slept for too long and your brain is not clear? Don't you think he owes you the god of war? ”

Fang Ju'an trembled because of Qing Soul's words, and the indignation and pathos on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of horror and uneasiness.

Qing Soul's words reminded him. His house was so humble before that man. Now that the contract has been completed, I actually feel that I have worked hard and have begun to lose my position. If that person was present at this time, he was afraid that his life, which was so hard to be resurrected, he could easily take it back.