"This is called Qingling Fruit. Seeing Lin Zhihui looking at himself, he explained while pinching the fruit: "It only grows in the deepest mire of the underworld, and has a special smell, which is usually used to wake up the ghost clan who have been hit by the poisonous miasma and fallen into a dormant state. ”

The dark red peel looked extremely rough, but it was unexpectedly fragile, and with a slight force on his fingers, it shattered with a thud, and a slightly spicy taste suddenly poured into his nose.

Lin Zhihui couldn't help but perk up, and the room in front of him seemed to be a little brighter.

The skin peeled off, and pale cyan mucus gurgled out and fell onto Candlelight's body, almost as soon as it touched the fine scales, it was all submerged in it.

The sleeping candle suddenly moved, Lin Zhihui's eyes immediately widened, no matter what method Bi Jie and Qianqi used before, Candle Ying had no reaction, if it wasn't for the wisp of soul energy in the ghost order, he would have to guess if Candle Ying had hung up.

Lin Zhihui still remembers that when he raised the question in his heart, Bi Jie immediately pursed his mouth and knocked on Zhu Ying's hard back armor as if venting his anger: "With his bloodline, even if his head is cut off, he can survive, and his vitality is comparable to Xiaoqiang, this guy is just too greedy and wants to eat fat in one go, so he can't wake up until now." ”

Then he explained to him the strangeness of the Ten Thousand Worlds space, what it meant to the demon clan with the bloodline of ancient divine beasts, Lin Zhihui then knew why after coming back, Bi Jie and Qianqi would show expressions full of envy and jealousy when they saw Candle Ying.

"At a time like Candle Ying's age, she should wake up in a day or two. He was obviously also worried that he had missed this great opportunity: "Looking at it like this, it is estimated that it used some secret method to take in a large amount of energy, so it will enter a deep sleep, and this cultivation will be at least two levels straight up." ”

Needless to say, Lin Zhihui can also understand what kind of concept it is to cultivate to two levels.

All demon clans with the bloodline of divine beasts have an extremely long juvenile period in the eyes of human beings, usually between three hundred and five hundred years, and a few are of a higher level like the four holy beasts, and the juvenile period is even as long as a thousand years, which is because of this, if their cultivation wants to grow, they need extremely large amounts of energy, and it may take a hundred years to upgrade to a level, of course, their strength is also proportional to growth.

According to Bi Jie, Candle Ying's original strength was equivalent to half a Star Monarch, so if he hadn't taken measures in time and waited for Candle Ying to really make a fortune, they would not be the enemy at all.

The opponent signed by them this time is the famous Li Li, if Candle Ying can wake up in time, it is equivalent to a double insurance, no matter what unexpected situation occurs, it can be guaranteed to be foolproof.

So since they decided to start acting, in addition to arranging the formation, Qianqi and Bijie are trying to find a way to let Candle Ying end the evolution as soon as possible, but unfortunately there has been no deal until now, and this time it is obviously the case.

Both of them stared at Candle Ying hopefully, but except for the first few movements, Candle Ying quickly returned to normal, still lying on the cushion and not waking up.

Lin Zhihui looked up at the caribbean, as if asking about the result.

Holding her chin with one hand, she poked the middle of Candle Ying's forehead with the other hand, but there was still no response, so after thinking about it, she simply reached out and broke Candle Ying's mouth, and stuffed the remaining peel into it.

Candle Ying's body twitched again, her facial features were almost squeezed together, and Lin Zhihui's eyelids jumped when she saw it.

"That's not right. Qianqi frowned slightly, looking at Candle Ying, who was slowly regaining her calm: "Bi Jie clearly said that just by smelling this smell, Candle Ying will really hang up, and it will blow up the corpse, so it is impossible not to react at all." ”

In the past few days, witnessing the two of them using various strange methods to toss the unknown Candle Ying, Lin Zhihui has a sense of guilt for aiding and abetting, and seeing what the Candle seems to want to do, he can't help but stop it: "Forget it, doesn't it mean that if you forcibly wake up, Candle Ying may temporarily lose her mind, and now Li Li may kill the door at any time, in case you rush together, isn't it asking for trouble?"

He just wanted to try again, and when he heard that it made sense, he shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his hand: "Then forget it, anyway, we have prepared very carefully, and one more or less should not have much impact." ”

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, Lin Zhihui and Qianqi glanced at each other, did not speak, and looked out of the door together.

"Knock knock!"

Again and again, the voice was dull, as if someone was slamming the door, naturally it couldn't be Bijie, he and Qianqi both knew how to get in and out, and they usually flew in directly through the window.

"What should I do?" Lin Zhihui glanced at the defensive array next to the door, turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

No matter who is outside, they should have been tricked and fallen into hallucinations by now, but this is a special period, so naturally it is impossible to be too careful, if there are other ambushes outside, you may be attacked if you open the door rashly.

As soon as his figure flashed, he reached the vicinity of the door, raised his hand and drew in mid-air, and a gray-white light that seemed to be absent quickly converged, attached to the gate like a mist, and then turned into several small gray-white lines, twisted a few times and disappeared.

The sound outside stopped suddenly, and before Lin Zhihui could speak, he reached out and grabbed it in the air again, and suddenly a faint scream sounded, and a large black object passed through the door panel and appeared in front of the two of them.

A series of finger-thick gray and white lines, forming a net bag with a diameter of about half a meter, inside is a writhing black mist, at first glance it looks like an unknown creature full of hair, but in fact it is a black soul body like a tadpole, struggling wildly in the net, if you look closely, you can also find that each tadpole has a face that resembles a human face, with various expressions of joy, anger and sorrow, and people can't help but be creepy.

"What is this?" Lin Zhihui only glanced at it, and then quickly turned his gaze away, not that he was timid and afraid, but that the ghost faces seemed to be able to confuse his senses, and his gaze stayed for a while, and he felt that his soul was shaken, as if he was about to be pulled out.

The opponent did not answer Lin Zhihui's question, the opponent danced quickly, played a few tricks, and the gray and white net pocket began to slowly shrink until it became the size of a football, and then it was suspended in mid-air and stagnated.

As if he was still not at ease, he took out a few manuals from the bedroom and made a simple formation by the wall, trapping the gray and white net pocket in it.

"I can't handle that. After doing all this, he stretched out his hands helplessly to Lin Zhihui: "It seems that Li Li is really angry this time, and he dares to ingest the soul of human beings, this is a big taboo, there is no death penalty in the underworld, at most it is suppressed or hard labor, if he is caught, with this article alone, there will be no chance." ”