After Ling Xiaozi was hit by the soul thorn, he fell on his back, his eyes tightly closed, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Yang Wei opened his eyes in an instant, his soul core was too powerful, more powerful than the average adult soul clan, and his soul power was not comparable to this kind of pseudo-god, you know, he had absorbed the souls and soul cores of more than 300,000 people, even if these people were not all soul people, but there were definitely 200,000 soul people.

The absorption of these soul powers can not be divided into soul people or not, everyone's souls have been transformed into their own soul power by him, and the soul cores of those soul people, although fragile, after Yang Wei's compression and refinement, there is not much left, but the number is too large, Yang Wei's current soul core can definitely be described as terrifying in the eyes of the pseudo-gods.

How could a soul thorn like Wan Shun, who had not yet cultivated at home, cause the slightest damage to a powerful soul core like Yang Wei? Yang Wei just felt that his soul core was hit by something that was too fragile to be mentioned, and he didn't feel any discomfort, so he opened his eyes suspiciously, just in time to see Wan Shun's soul being pulled into his own dust, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Driven by curiosity, he walked over and pulled out the dust from Wan Shun's corpse's hand, looked at it, didn't see anything special, shook his head, and stuffed the dust into his sleeve pocket. Turning his head to look at Ji Rui, Xi Rui never expected that the outcome of the matter would be like this, and now his face was blue and his lips were white, and his two eyes looked at Yang Wei in horror, for fear that he would tear himself down on a whim.

Seeing Yang Wei walking towards him step by step, he suddenly had the urge to flee from here, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he turned around and ran, faster than a rabbit.

Yang Wei was just about to chase after him, but suddenly saw Ling Xiaozi lying on the ground without moving, he couldn't help but be shocked, and secretly scolded himself for being inferior to a beast, at this time, he still cares about what dust, what to chase, what to chase, first probing the master's injuries is the most important, if he goes to chase him, the master does not get timely treatment, and he has to regret his death.

Ji Rui ran to the corner in front of him, looked back, and saw that Yang Wei was not chasing, he couldn't help but feel relieved, but he didn't dare to pause at his feet, and continued to run away as fast as he could, he was really scared.

Yang Wei came to Ling Xiaozi's approach, his true qi was special, and he couldn't enter other people's bodies, if he entered other people's bodies, it was estimated that good people would also be killed by him. He can only use his soul power to probe, and the soul power is more useful than the true qi, without touching the other party's body, the soul power directly entered Ling Xiaozi's body, and after running for a week, he found that Ling Xiaozi's body was very good, and the true qi was abundant, and there was no problem at all.

He suddenly thought that his soul core seemed to have been hit, and he secretly said in his heart, could it be because of that thing. He hurriedly probed his soul power into Ling Xiaozi's sea of consciousness, which was very dangerous, and it was not Yang Wei who was dangerous, it was Ling Xiaozi.

After Yang Wei's soul power invaded Ling Xiaozi's sea of consciousness, he would suffer from Ling Xiaozi's soul's backlash, Yang Wei only lost a trace of soul power, but Ling Xiaozi's soul was injured at the lightest, and the soul collapsed at the worst, so Yang Wei had to be careful and careful, and he couldn't stand being disturbed a little. Yes, Yang Wei first carried his true qi all over his body and hid it under his skin, and now as long as he is not a pseudo-god, he can't hurt a single hair of Yang Wei at all.

And Yang Wei released a faint trace of soul power, and after Ling Xiaozi wandered around the world, he didn't see Ling Xiaozi's soul existing, and suddenly "chuckled" in his heart, as a pseudo-god, the death of the soul is the real death. Yang Wei was in a hurry, and hurriedly probed this weak soul power into Ling Xiaozi's sea of knowledge.

When Yang Wei saw the situation in Ling Xiaozi's sea of knowledge, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to see Ling Xiaozi's soul core hanging quietly in the center of the sea of knowledge, slowly rotating, and Ling Xiaozi's soul had all shrunk into the soul core, and he was trying his best to control the soul power to repair a trace of cracks on the soul core, which was the real reason why Ling Xiaozi fell into a coma.

Yang Wei can't help much now, everyone's soul power is exclusive, and other people's soul power enters, if the soul core and soul are intact, it can be stimulated weakly. If you want to help others repair the soul core, you can only do it a disservice, and the more you help, the more you help. Yang Wei had no choice but to take back his soul power and open his eyes.

Yang Wei is completely relieved now, Ling Xiaozi has nothing to do, but how to place him has become a problem, so he can only personally send him to the residence of Tong Yuan or several other important Taoist figures. Those places should not have been looted, on the surface, there are no valuable things at all, on the one hand, the courtyard is full of organs, whoever enters will die, those Xiliang soldiers only go to that kind of place to find death when they are full, and the safe place in the city is enough for them to rob.

Just as he was about to help Ling Xiaozi up, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps, and saw a group of officials hurrying towards Yang Wei under the leadership of a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Before walking closer, the middle-aged man bowed down to Yang Wei and said, "Humble Luoyang order Sima Fang, meet Captain Yang!" Yang Wei was stunned, this is Sima Yi's father, because this person is too old-fashioned, Yang Wei has been in Luoyang for so long, and he has no intention of making friends.

To talk about it, this is the first time Yang Wei has seen Sima Fang, and at first sight, he feels that this person's behavior is decent, and Luoyang Ling's rank is not high, but in the face of such a strong person as Yang Wei, there is no grovelling flattery. Yang Wei hurriedly stepped forward to support him, preventing him from bowing.

Yang Wei said: "It turned out to be Uncle Sima, when Wei left Luoyang last time, he was on the same road with Brother Boda, and the two of us have a good relationship, and my uncle must not be like this, that is really killing this junior." "Treating people who can cultivate talents like Sima Bada, Yang Wei doesn't dare to be too lazy, or deliberately make friends.

How do you know that Sima Fang insisted on saluting, and said: "Now it is an official position to respect and be humble, and it is reasonable to bow to the adults in a humble position." In the future, when Captain Yang goes to the lowly mansion as a guest, he will give a salute again. Only then did Yang Wei understand Sima Fang's stubbornness and old-fashionedness.

The two were arguing, when they saw several officials escorting one of them around the corner, and the man kept scolding: "You rebellious ministers and thieves, I have treated you badly, why do you treat me like this!" He scolded, and the two officials who held him slapped him on the back of the head, and both of them were so annoyed by him, they both warned him so many times, and they also opened their mouths and closed their mouths, which was enough to destroy his nine clans.

Yang Wei didn't care about the dispute, a pair of eyes widened the boss, this time he didn't need to look for it again, Xi Rui was actually caught by Sima Fang, this Sima family would really pick up the cheap! If it weren't for the pseudo-gods around Xi Rui who were all killed by them, how could they be brought by Sima Fang like a prisoner. In history, it was the Sima family who picked up the Cao family's big bargain, and Yang Wei was a little speechless.