It can be said that Qi Heng's every attempt has been extremely successful.

And a few women who injected the power of their souls into their hair and gave them to Qi Heng as a token of love, accidentally lost their lives due to the loss of their souls in this soul draw carefully planned by Qi Heng.

The soul of life is the foundation of the three souls and the six spirits, and without the soul of life, it is like having no foundation of life.

Those women who integrated the power of their lives and souls into their cut hair, and presented them with both hands as a token of love, to please Qi Heng, I am afraid that they never dreamed that they wanted to exchange this for a better life here, but in the end, they would harm themselves to live in the world.

For women who lost their lives and died, they were usually deliberately covered up by Qi Heng, and they were treated perfunctorily in Qin Ming Garden. They will only regard the woman who died unexpectedly as unwilling to stay here, and commit suicide by killing their own souls to escape the trouble of being confined here.

Therefore, after being condemned as suicide, the deaths of these women did not cause much turmoil in Qin Mingyuan at all.

Even if there is an old mother who has a good relationship with the dead woman, she will not have any intention of going to the bottom of the dead woman, and will only sigh a few times, treating it as a thin life.

After all, Lingkun only sends clay once every few decades or even hundreds of years, and the number of times Qi Heng asks for clay to shape objects is even more once every few decades.

In the process of Qi Heng's soul extraction, not all of them are life souls. Therefore, it is not so strange to have a person die in Qin Mingyuan for decades or even more than a hundred years.

Although the power of clay charm affects Qi Heng from time to time, Qi Heng does not understand the way Shen Moli returns the pottery to the clay, even if he wants to shape the clay in his heart, he has to wait until Lingkun sends the clay.

And all the clay sent by Lingkun was all absorbed by Qi Heng's method.

It's just that for some reason, none of these pottery utensils that have attracted soul power have been able to give birth to pottery spirits after they have been fully formed.

Even in normal times, these pottery tools are like ordinary objects, and there is no sign of any spiritual power flowing.

For such strange phenomena, Qi Heng has also searched for the reason many times, but he has always been unable to solve it.

The vase that was given to Shen Moli earlier is the most handy one in Qi Heng's hands, or because it is shaped by the soul power of Qi Heng's favorite girl.

Between shaping, Qi Heng couldn't bear it, and he also used more snacks.

It's just that the heartless person has no heart in the end.

Even if Qi Heng felt how much he loved that woman in his heart, and even gave her the title of wife, in the end, he loved only himself the most.

When all the truth was peeled back layer by layer in front of the woman, letting the woman know the true face of the person she loved, and hesitating to hide it for Qi Heng, Qi Heng was afraid that the matter would be exposed, and chose to strike first.

Finally, the moment the woman met the evil overflow tribesman in his courtyard, he ruthlessly took the woman's life.

To this day, he didn't realize that that encounter with the Evil Yi tribe was actually not the first time that the woman had met the evil Yi tribe in his courtyard.

It was only because of the love in her heart that the woman never mentioned it to anyone.

In this life, for Qi Heng, the only one who loves him is himself. Even if he is really moved by one person, in the face of many major rights and wrongs, it is still difficult for him to think about the people he loves.

Qin Ming Garden is separated from the outside world because of the relationship between Qin Mountain. There is no place in the mountains for a living person except him.

Naturally, Qi Heng, who is the lord of this place, regards this place as his own world.

And in this small piece of world, all the treasures and treasures naturally belong to Qi Heng.

No one has ever dared to say a word "no" in front of Qi Heng, and no one has ever told Qi Heng what not to do.

In front of him, looking at the green and transparent bracelet, the shock and greed in Qi Heng's eyes, although he tried his best to hide it, still poured out unintentionally.

He never imagined that the clay that had always been content with soul power would one day only need a spirit to generate a pottery spirit.

Greed flowed from Qi Heng's gaze, looking at the incomparably delicate bracelet, Qi Heng really wanted to keep it for himself.

It's just that since the pottery bracelet is shaped by Shen Moli's spirit, it is natural to recognize Shen Moli.

If you want to seize the pottery bracelet, you can only force Shen Moli to cut off the connection with the pottery bracelet.

But Qi Heng made it extremely clear that this was not the time for him to tear his face with Shen Moli.

Compared with the pottery bracelet, Shen Moli has a higher value for him.

Looking at Shen Moli looking at the pottery bracelet with a solemn expression, Qi Heng said thoughtfully: "Miss Shen has not touched this pottery bracelet, so I don't know that in the process of shaping the clay in Peifeng Valley, she must capture a soul before she can stop." Although I have a rich grasp of clay, I can't get out of the whole body in the shaping process, so I have to shape the clay hastily to prevent being sucked by the clay. ”

His words were both true and false, and he didn't want to be too clear with Shen Moli. It was only because of the heaviness in Shen Moli's expression that Qi Heng wanted to say a few more words of comfort: "Miss Shen, although my words are not good, it is true that you can create such a pottery bracelet divine weapon with only one loss, and it can be regarded as earning." ”

In Qi Heng's world, even his own three souls and six souls have only interests. In his world, the idea of respecting me is extremely deep-rooted, and under the influence of such thoughts, he can be extremely ruthless towards people, things, and even his own soul.

Naturally, he weighed the value of Shen Moli's loss of spirit, and he stayed at the power of the six spirits that were inferior to the three souls.

If it is said that one soul is needed to obtain Tao Ling, at present, Shen Moli has obtained Tao Ling with a spirit that is much less important to the master than the three souls, which is really a cost-effective thing for Qi Heng.

But what Qi Heng didn't know was that the coldness revealed in his words had inadvertently attracted some suspicion from Shen Moli.

Shen Moli frowned, looking at the pottery bracelet that was automatically inserted into his white arm, the complexity in his heart was indescribable.

After accidentally encountering the worm and allowing the worm to integrate into his spiritual position, Shen Moli was very concerned about the friendship between him and the worm.

If it weren't for the worm voluntarily fusing with the clay, Shen Moli would never let the worm leave even if he exhausted all the strength of his body.

At this time, the crystal clear light on the pottery bracelet was telling Shen Moli all the time that the Tao spirit in this bracelet had swallowed all the power of the worm.

Such a heavy fact, how could it not make Shen Moli anxious.

The cold surface of the bracelet touched Shen Moli's arm, making Shen Moli tremble suddenly.

It was the breath of the worm, although it had changed after fusing with the clay, but after Shen Moli had been with the worm for a while, he could feel that breath with great certainty.

The breath belonging to the worm and the skin on her wrist touched each other, which made Shen Moli's heart feel a little more mixed.

She didn't know if the consciousness of the worm was wiped out by the aura of the clay in the fusion with the clay, and whether the power of the worm's spirit was directly transformed into the power of the pottery spirit by the clay.

At this moment, from the pottery bracelet, a familiar voice suddenly came.