"That's a good idea." Ji Weiliang was quite satisfied, although this kind of Divine Soul Pill that inherits memories is relatively rarely used in the cultivator world, but in the final analysis, it is because it is rare, and there is no danger.

Nangong Zhihui happily pulled Ji Weiliang to her secret room, her biggest hobby is to copy people's souls, and then refine them by herself, so she refined a lot of strange things, put those small things into the bodies of small animals, and then observe the behavior of those small animals.

Ji Weiliang followed the delicate beauty and stepped into another cave, which was full of a lot of petri dishes, which was still Ji Weiliang's idea for Nangong Zhihui.

For female scientists who have pursuits, Ji Weiliang is still more supportive, and of course she will keep an eye on her and not let her cross the line too much.

Beyond the petri dish area, there is the breeding area, and after a noisy and noisy animal noise, Ji Weiliang was brought into the most mysterious place of this cave.

Countless dense jars, lined up on the cabinets, a group of translucent spirits flying everywhere, those spirits are all from Nangong Zhihui.

"No matter how I look at it, there seem to be more substitutes here." Ji Weiliang was a little worried, and squeezed Nangong Zhihui's hand tightly, "Although stripping off the divine soul a few times does not have much impact on the body, but as a jade simple master, you not only have to strip off the substitute spirit, but also purify those divine thoughts again and again, your divine soul consumption is too serious." ”

"Because, I'm going to make a new jade slip again." Nangong Zhihui smiled at Ji Weiliang, her voice was also good, like gurgling water, quiet and peaceful.

"It's still the same sentence, if you want to go, I can take you away at any time!" Ji Weiliang is serious.

Nangong Zhihui leaned towards Ji Weiliang, put her forehead on her shoulder, and said softly, "You said before that you wanted to eat honey-pickled fish tart, I deliberately studied bees and found a way to keep bees. ”

"Sure enough, you're still amazing." Ji Weiliang took out a box, "This is the gift I want to give you, you can wait for me to leave before opening it." ”

"Hmm." Nangong Zhihui nodded obediently, hugged Ji Weiliang and smiled.

"Hahaha, it's so itchy." Ji Weiliang was afraid of itching, and immediately burst into laughter.

"By the way, thank you before, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to cheat to death." Ji Weiliang picked up Nangong Zhihui's beautiful little face and thanked her seriously.

Although Ji Weiliang has only been in this world for more than half a year, she and Nangong Zhihui have been together for a long time.

As the master of the demon sword, Ji Weiliang was unstable, in order to study why she became the master of the demon sword, the Ji family would send her over regularly, strip off the substitute spirit, and find the reason.

Half a year ago, not long after Ji Weiliang came in, he was sent here and met this empty valley beauty.

Although it was only a hurry, the two have been in secret contact.

If it weren't for Nangong Zhihui using Ji Weiliang's substitute spirit to make that fake soul power ball, Ji Weiliang would be instantly exposed even if he wanted to cheat to death.

Jin Dan blew himself up, there will definitely be divine soul fragments, there are no divine soul fragments, only spiritual power, no one will believe that Ji Weiliang is dead.

But Ji Weiliang had the help of Nangong Zhihui, and with the explosion of the soul power ball, her shattered divine soul was the best evidence.

It was because it was confirmed that the soul was shattered, that Yu Cheng would hold a funeral for Ji Weiliang so quickly - Yu Cheng wanted to complete the funeral before her soul completely dissipated, so that she would at least know that she had a funeral.

This is the world of cultivators, for a cultivator who is quite passable, the last thing that can be given is the grief that can be given.

"If only I could help you." Nangong Zhihui smiled indifferently, she had been alone since she was able to make jade slips alone. \./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./hair\./more\./new~~

I don't want to contact outsiders, I don't want to contact outsiders, others think she is weird and unreasonable, and she also thinks others hate her.

Only Ji Weiliang can patiently listen to her say anything, although she only responds occasionally, but for Nangong Zhihui, it is enough.

There is a cold pool in the cave sky, and there is a dragon in the cold pool, Ji Weiliang likes the dragon very much, so Nangong Zhihui also unlocked the lock dragon on the dragon.

Looking at the dragon swimming in the cold pool, Ji Weiliang was very happy, kept talking to the dragon, and even jumped into the cold pool and played in the water with the dragon.

The small valley, the splashing cold spring, Ji Weiliang hugged the dragon, flew up and sank into the cold pool several times, and laughter overflowed the entire valley.

Nangong Zhihui watched the film. (More exciting on the next page!) )

Immediately, he returned to the pharmacy for alchemy.

When the alchemy was over, Nangong Zhihui returned to the valley with a plate of honey fish tart, and Ji Weiliang had already fallen asleep with the dragon in his arms.

Jiaolong's long tail wrapped around Ji Weiliang's calf, and Ji Weiliang's hands wrapped around Jiaolong's body.

For Ji Weiliang, this Jiaolong is simply the best pillow, coupled with Jiaolong's instinct to resist water, Ji Weiliang sleeps very comfortably in the cold pool.

Nangong Zhihui's face was expressionless, and her light blue pupils looked at Jiaolong.

Jiaolong, who also had light blue vertical pupils, snorted, and tilted his head to completely envelop Ji Weiliang.

Nangong Zhihui tilted her head slightly, innocent and pure, an invisible white flame instantly ignited on the gray dragon's body.

The dragon screamed and struggled to hide at the bottom of the pool.

Ji Weiliang was startled, choked on two mouthfuls of water, before she could struggle, Nangong Zhihui had already dropped the tray and flew into the cold pool, a small pool, all the pool water swirled and retreated.

In the sound of clattering freezing, the water around Ji Weiliang was constantly drained and frozen.

Just when a drop of water condensed into a frost flower on Ji Weiliang's fingertips, Nangong Zhihui dragged Ji Weiliang. No \./Wrong \./More\./New '.w'.a'.p'.'.'.c'.o'.m

How sad, she is a female cultivator, if she is a male cultivator, she doesn't need to make jade slips, she has the strength to hold tens of thousands of catties of things.

But Nangong Zhihui is a woman, and with the same exercises, she peels off her soul again and again, and she even feels that a piece of paper has weight.

How deep is the cold pool?

Ji Weiliang kept falling, and Nangong Zhihui, who wanted to hug her, also kept falling.

Finally, after stepping on the frozen dragon, Nangong Zhihui hugged Ji Weiliang.

The clicking sound is still spreading.

This cold pool originated from a cold spring.

But the cold pool is now completely frozen, and there is not half a drop of cold spring in the hundred-meter-deep pool, only pure blue ice cubes hanging around.

Looking down at the frozen Jiaolong, Nangong Zhihui borrowed her strength and dragged Ji Weiliang to fly up.

Ji Weiliang, who was half-asleep and half-awake, opened his eyes vaguely and saw a thick layer of ice with a slight green.

Ji Weiliang stretched out his hand, and the hard ice instantly smashed through the weak white fingertips.

"Slightly cool!" Nangong Zhihui spoke eagerly, grabbed Ji Weiliang's hand back, and rushed out of the ice cave with her.

"Wow, that's high." Ji Weiliang raised his head in a daze, looking at the cold pool before sleeping, and turned into an ice tower after a sleep.

"Hungry? Fish tart, you try. Nangong Zhihui put her left hand behind her waist.

"Mmmm, I'm so hungry." Ji Weiliang naturally complained to Nangong Zhihui, "You don't know, I, I actually like to eat very much." ”

"Don't talk about it." Nangong Zhihui's right hand gently blocked Ji Weiliang's lips, "We are cultivators, and we can't mention the desire to eat and drink." ”。