Shen Jiuli was still lying there quietly, his face pale, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Although he had been prepared for a long time, seeing him like this, Xue Yimo's body still shook, and his face turned pale.

She grabbed his hand, the ice was scary.

took out the ginseng fruit from the storage space, and was about to put it in his heart, when he suddenly heard a movement outside the door, Xue Yimo was startled, and put the fruit back in the storage space, twisted and stood by the wall.

Two people came in from outside the door, one was personable and magnificent, and the other was gray-haired and energetic.

It's Long Chuan and an old man he doesn't know.

The two of them first checked Shen Jiuli's injuries, and Long Chuan looked at the old man with bated breath, as if looking at a savior: "How"

The old man slowly circled around Shen Jiuli twice, looked here and there, and after a while, sighed and shook his head: "It's not helped, my grass can't save him, he hurts the heart of God, the heart of man is easy to make up, but the heart of God is difficult to make up."

The light in Long Chuan's eyes dimmed, and it was obvious that such disappointment had happened more than once.

Xue Yimo stood not far from them, she was now the most powerful existence in the world.

So Long Chuan and the old man didn't notice that there was another person in the house at all.

She stood there silently, listening to all their conversations.

The two men talked for a moment and then left.

Xue Yimo listened quietly, and the more she listened, the paler her face became.

"I heard that the ginseng fruit can replace the divine heart, maybe I can find that one to bring the master back."

"Playing the qin and samming the ginseng fruit only has the effect of prolonging life, and it also has a healing effect, if the god is alive, eating that thing may greatly increase his strength, but it has no resurrection effect." The old man shook his head resolutely.

"If you don't try it, how do you know that it might really work," Long Chuan was unwilling.

The old man shook his head: "You don't have to try, thousands of years ago, there was an immortal who was dug out by the people in the demon world, and his wife was desperately looking for a good way to resurrect him, and she also heard about this ginseng fruit, and she fought for nine deaths, and it was not easy to get that thing at the cost of a leg and an arm, and it was used on the immortal when she came back, but it had no effect at all." In desperation, his wife committed suicide."

Long Chuan was speechless, and Xue Yimo, who was standing there incognito, was as pale as paper.

She stood against the wall, and if it weren't for the wall's support, she might have fallen.

Long Chuan has obviously been desperately looking for a way to resurrect God Jiuli recently, so he has said several ways one after another.

There are those that Xue Yimo has heard of, and there are those she has not heard of. But they were all vetoed by the old man.

Every veto is a bomb that blows people's hearts into the abyss.

"What about the moonlight flute?"

"Moonlight Xiao can only resurrect mortals, but the emperor is a god."

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Long Chuan and the old man finally left.

Xue Yimo showed her figure, her lips were pursed to death, and she was not half bloody.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the ginseng fruit in her arms, and then looked at Shen Jiuli who was lying there silently.

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it

She's going to try, she's going to try anyway

Xueyi Mo staggered to his feet, and carefully put the ginseng fruit into Shen Jiuli's heart

The process of placement is very complicated, but Xue Yimo does not do a good job at all, she does not dare to make any more mistakes, and she cannot tolerate any more mistakes

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