Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Beauty

Ye Ziyu's expression moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Senior, can only some of them re-enter reincarnation?" ”

Chen Mo nodded helplessly and replied: "It's not easy to resolve the unjust soul, let alone a powerful ghost. Now there are no Buddhist monks here, and after three days, the divine ring will no longer be able to protect the ghosts. ”

Xiao Ning said anxiously: "Since this is the case, please ask the seniors to act as soon as possible." ”

Ye Ziyu grabbed Xiao Ning at this time, and he looked at Chen Mo on the side.

Chen Mo pondered for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice: "Your sword contains extremely pure Haoran Qi, if your cultivation is still there, you only need to infuse it with Haoran Righteous Qi, and then put this sword into my Ming Ghost Ring." ”

"The powerful ghosts in the ring are baptized by Haoran righteousness, and those who have never done evil in their lives can be turned away from anger by Haoqi, and then re-enter reincarnation."

After Ye Ziyu heard this, his expression couldn't help but darken.

After these days of recuperation and self-repair of the body, his flesh shell injury has healed.

However, the injuries in the meridians in the body did not improve in the slightest.

In the meantime, he also tried to hook the wisp of Qiantian Qi in the sword, but he could only release it to kill the enemy, but could not draw the qi into the body, let alone spread it around the body.

Xiao Ning's face was full of apologies, Ye Ziyu fell into the field now, all because of her.

Seeing the two of them like this, Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh and continued: "It's too late for you to resume your cultivation, and now I have another way, but it's very risky, I don't know if you're willing?" ”

Ye Ziyu hugged his fists without thinking and said: "If I can save these thousands of unjust souls from detachment, it is a big risk, and I am willing to give it a try." ”

Xiao Ning suddenly stood up at this time and stood in front of Ye Ziyu.

After saluting Chen Mo Yingying, he said: "Ye Gongzi's serious injury has not healed, if the seniors have any sends, I will do it." ”

But seeing Chen Mo, he waved his hand and said, "It's not for you to take risks, but to take risks with this sword." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the long sword in Ye Ziyu's hand, the moonlight shone on the sword body, and the half of the strange sword body seemed to absorb the moonlight at this time, shrouded in a faint layer of moonlight.

Ye Ziyu glanced down at the long sword, and handed it to Chen Mo without hesitation.

Chen Mo was slightly surprised, and asked, "Don't you ask, what am I going to use it for?" I remember telling you earlier that this sword has an extraordinary origin and is incredibly powerful. ”

"When fighting with Yu Song, you must also know how rare this sword is, with this sword alone, you can restrain the world's ghosts and cultivators, don't you understand his value?"

Ye Ziyu had to smile bitterly in his heart at this time, he naturally understood the value of this sword.

What's more, now this sword is still his only hope for resuming his cultivation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has something to do with him.

However, after feeling distressed, his eyes gradually hardened.

Ye Ziyu opened his mouth and said to Chen Mo: "The younger generation naturally knows that this sword is precious, and it has an inseparable role for me. ”

He paused, and said in a deep voice: "If you can use this sword to save tens of thousands of innocent souls, it will destroy it, so what's the matter? ”

Xiao Ning's eyes were already red at this time, and that day in Cloud Mist Village, he had a dispute with the villagers because of this sword.

The importance of this sword to Ye Ziyu is self-evident.

It's the same as then, for the sake of irrelevant people, risking his own net worth and life, what is this for?

Xiao Ning didn't know what the Heavenly Dao was, he only knew that this sword was very important to Ye Ziyu, and he couldn't just give it up.

Then she fell to her knees with a thud and choked up, "Childe, you can't live without this sword." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Chen Mo and pleaded: "Senior Chen, is there any other way to replace it?" I can sacrifice my demon pill to save these souls. ”

The moonlight was hazy, a black cloud quietly obscured the hazy moonlight, the night wind blew through the ruins, and the autumn was getting cooler.

Ye Ziyu shouted in a deep voice: "Xiao Ning, hurry up." What are you doing here? ”

Xiao Ning had two lines of tears on her pretty face, but this time she didn't listen to Ye Ziyu's words, she just knelt down.

Chen Mo's complexion is uncertain, some are stunned, some are lonely, and more are a complex color that cannot be explained.

Ye Ziyu looked calm, and saw that Xiao Ning was reluctant to get up, so he went to help her up, but Xiao Ning couldn't resist him, so he had to stand up.

But it is still a pear blossom with rain, and I look pitiful.

Ye Ziyu only felt a warmth in his heart, held the sword in one hand, and freed up one hand to wipe away the tears on his face for Xiao Ning.

Then he patted her little head and said softly: "It's a big deal that I will practice martial arts and practice in the future, and I can continue to practice after all, why are you crying, silly girl?" ”

Xiao Ning grabbed Ye Ziyu's hand and said stubbornly: "But even if Gongzi practices martial arts and refines his body, this long sword is also your thing, how can he give it away easily?" ”

Ye Ziyu and Xiao Ning's eyes met, and they saw that the tears on her pretty face had not dried, and her eyebrows were picturesque.

Under the bright moon, there was a beautiful woman standing slim, the two of them stood in a ruined wall, and the evening breeze gently blew Ye Ziyu's sleeves and brushed Xiao Ning's face.

Suddenly, a light cough broke the silence of the moment.

Chen Mo's face was a little strange, and after glancing at the two of them, he tilted his head to the side.

Two red clouds rose on Xiao Ning's face, and she hurriedly let go of Ye Ziyu's hand, at this time she felt that her face was as hot as fire, as if she had been ignited by fire.

Ye Ziyu also coughed twice in embarrassment, and looked away at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was secretly amused in his heart, this kid is really an elm pimple, what do you think I do in this situation?

However, thinking of the important matter at hand, Chen Mo still put away his smile, turned his head and took the long sword in Ye Ziyu's hand.

When the long sword was started, his expression changed slightly, how could it be so heavy, a three-foot sword weighed tens of thousands of catties.

He quietly put his true qi on his arm, which made it much easier, and when he looked at Ye Ziyu again, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that it is very easy to pick up this sword, but he no longer has true qi on his body, what is the reason for this?

Xiao Ning saw that Chen Mo finally took the sword, his expression was gloomy, and he wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Ye Ziyu on the side with his eyes.

Chen Mo laughed at this time: "There is no need to be so nervous, this sword is far stronger than I imagined, even if I try my best, it will not be damaged in the slightest." ”

After Chen Mo finished speaking, his face gradually became solemn.

Then he said: "It's just that now, it depends on whether I have the ability to force it to show its might. ”

Ye Ziyu and Xiao Ning both looked relieved when they heard this, and Xiao Ning swept away their sad faces.

Childe's sword can be regarded as preserved