The two of them were angry, and they wanted to scatter her soul, but Mo said that she was just a little girl, and said that there was such a wisp of remnant soul left in this huge Golden Spirit Sect now, and the two of them couldn't do it.

"Why do you want to do this?" Han Qingge's voice could make the air freeze into ice in an instant, Guo Chen didn't even have the courage to look at her, lying on the ground panting, and from time to time he looked at Ju Yiran, but Ju Yiran's expression was even more terrifying, and she didn't dare to look at it anymore.

Han Qingge walked closer to her, and said condescendingly: "I'll ask you again, otherwise, I will let you suffer what Yi Xiao has suffered." ”

She was tempted to say that she was just a wisp of soul and that she would not suffer that kind of pain, but the experience had just taught her that this woman could not only say what she could do, but that she did have a way to fix her.

"I, I, I, woo woo, I just want to become a real immortal, so that my brother won't dislike me, woo woo woo..." she said as she peeked at the two of them.

Han Qingge's face turned pale, and she turned around to leave, Ju Yiran grabbed her and said to Guo Chen: "Don't say whether the reason just now was made up or not, even if it is true, then I will tell you again, she is my wife." If you dare to do anything to hurt her or my friend, I don't care whose sister you are, I'll wipe you out. ”

Guo Chen was stunned, tears fell down in large pieces, Ju Yiran casually put a spell into her body, Guo Chen screamed, covered the place where the spell entered, and only heard Ju Yiran say: "As long as you dare to act again, I will detonate this spell." ”

Subdued Guo Chen, he sang to Han Qing again: "Yi Xiao is fine, what about the jar?"

Han Qingge's anger also disappeared a little, and he handed it to him, "Here." ”

Ju Yiran lifted the lid and looked at it, then looked at Guo Chen, who had eaten a lot, and said, "This is brought by Uncle Yihuang, and it is the same as the mud that is obscure." But look at her, the spirit is still there, and the body is not abnormal. ”

"This is not the same as Yi Xiao stealing it back by herself, the spiritual power on this white mud is very strong. ”

"Well, the fallen immortals in our courtyard have not been completely replaced by obscurity, and it is difficult for us to distinguish by ourselves, so Uncle Yi Huang gave this jar of mud to Yi Xiao, and originally planned to sprinkle this mud with the rain, so as to distinguish whether the other party is obscure. ”

Han Qingge smiled bitterly: "But I don't need it now." ”

"Who said that you can't use it, the old man's ability, how can you get one percent of those wastes?"

When the two of them turned around, they didn't see the person who spoke, and the voice sounded quite old.

"Where are you two little guys looking? The old man is in front of you, are you stupid?" The two looked again, and it was Guo Chen who spoke.

How did her voice come to this?

Not only that, but her previous delicate appearance was swept away, and now she was standing up straight, looking at the two of them proudly, while still forcing out the spell that Ju Yiran had just punched into her body.

The two were shocked, this is not Guo Chen, who is she?

"Huh, that's stunning? Two useless things. After Guo Chen sucked out the spell, he threw it with his backhand, and the spell actually hit Ju Yiran at a faster speed.

Ju Yiran turned sideways to dodge, only to see that the spell actually flew far away, and the "squeak" sound that pierced the air was long, and finally ended with a "bang" nailed to the stone wall in the distance.

"Little one, give me that jar of mud. "Guo Chen" didn't know when she flashed in front of the two, although she gave it up, she had already grabbed it.

Han Qingge turned sideways to avoid it, but unexpectedly, with a light hand, the other party had already taken the jar and retreated into the distance.

"Guo Chen" held the jar and hedged over Ju Yiran and said, "Stop, big fool." ”

Ju Yiran really stopped, not because she was called a big fool, but because there was an inexplicable power in her words, which made people have to follow along.

Ju Yiran and Han Qingge were vigilant, those who could do this should at least have the power of the Divine Monarch, who is this person? How did she get on Guo Chen's body? What is she going to do?

"You two, a big fool and a big fool, can't you see that the old man is no longer this little ghost?"

Of course, the two of them saw it, but it was because they saw it that they had so many questions.

She touched her hand under her chin, touched a few handfuls but didn't touch it, looked down and sighed, and said, "This little ghost doesn't even have hair, it's really not good." ”

"Who the hell are you?"

"Heh, big fool, are you willing to talk to the old man?" Guo Chen seemed to be very happy, raised the jar, and said, "I am this white mud, no, I am the person buried in this mud." After so many years, a handful of old bones have long since fallen apart, and they can't be distinguished from this mud. ”

Ju Yiran and Han Qingge's eyes widened in shock, and "Guo Chen" reached out and touched his chin again, as if there was a thick beard growing there.

"By the way, who is the Emperor of Heaven now?

After she finished speaking, she looked around, her brows furrowed slightly, and when she saw the row of houses that had been shattered by Han Qingge, her eyes stayed for a moment, her eyes thoughtful.

"Ask you, are you dumb?"

Ju Yiran said: "You mean, this mud is you, you are this mud?"

"Yes, that's not wrong if you understand it that way. ”

Han Qingge also slowly recovered from the shock, and her anger towards Hao gradually prevailed, and she said, "It's just right, do you know how many monsters are born from this mud out there now?"

"I know. "Guo Chen" said unabashedly, his chin raised towards the well, and said: "When the little dragon inside came to Xianji Mountain to dig the mud, it was playing with the mud behind the old man, how could the old man not know?"

"Nacheng, since your ability is so great, then hurry up and go out with your disciples and grandchildren. ”

"Yo yo yo, I said why aren't you stupid little stupid? You're not stupid when I'm stupid? I finally came out, so I didn't hurry to leave. It's been so many years, I want to die but I can't die, I want to dissipate and I don't have a god to send me to see me, this day is bitter. ”

Saying that, he began to stroke the non-existent beard again, Han Qingge closed his eyes, and said in disgust: "You still change back to your own appearance, you always touch your beard like a little girl, aren't you disgusting?"

"Hey, I said you girl..."

"It's really disgusting. Ju Yiran added next to him.

"Guo Chen" was deflated, and could only say: "Okay, good, I change, I change." ”

He turned around on the spot, and in the green smoke, he turned into a middle-aged Confucian student, wearing a square scarf, if it weren't for the scar on his face that slashed from the left eye through the bridge of his nose to the right cheek, he would have looked pretty good.

"How's it going? Isn't that disgusting?"

"Name, sect. Han Qingge said coldly.

The middle-aged Confucian was slightly stunned and asked rhetorically, "You're not afraid of me?"

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