At night, because of the cold of this chaotic atmosphere, the young man with the head of the chicken nest carried the child back to the room early.

Sang Luo looked at Yuheng Daozun, who was sitting on the roof without moving, and said,

"Master, aren't you going back to the room?"

"I am a soul body, not afraid of the aura of chaos."

Yuheng Daozun raised his eyes to look at the dark blue sky, watching the changes of the stars,

"You go back to the house first and breathe well."

The injuries in her body are not complete, and only by healing the injuries first can she further broaden her knowledge.

Sang Luo looked at the thousands of stars in the sky that changed in the star tracks, but he didn't see anything, so he let out a sigh and turned back to the room.

In the humble room, Sang Luo raised his hand to embed the key in the door frame, and then sat on the stone bed mountain, his back against the wall, his eyes drooping slightly, and he raised his hand to touch the jade lotus pendant hanging on his wrist.

Lack of divine consciousness to open the space of the medicine field.

Can... This thing is shared by her and Chu Yanshu, can she still get in touch through this?

Thinking about it, Sang Luo took off the lotus pendant from his hand, raised his hand to seal it, and transferred all the soul power that Chu Yanshu had crossed into his body before into the lotus pendant.

The dark blue soul power crossed into the jade-colored lotus pendant, emitting a faint light.

Sweat beaded from Sang Luo's forehead, but the movements of his hands never stopped.

She seemed to faintly feel the fluctuation of spiritual breath on the other end.

“………”

In the darkness of purgatory, the young man turned into a soul knife in his hand, and as soon as he learned about the last resentful ghost, he felt a burst of heat at the wrist of his right hand.

When he felt that burst of spiritual breath, the cruel blood under the young man's eyes gradually faded, and his body trembled slightly.

"Sangluo... Is that you? ”

On the Chaos Islands, Sang Luo's spiritual breath in her body had almost reached its limit, and just when she was about to lose her hold, she heard a voice from the lotus pendant-

"Sangluo... Is that you? ”

The boy's voice was a little hoarse, faintly tinged with a hint of unbelievable surprise.

At that moment, Sang Luo felt that his nose was a little sore, and tears fell out of his eyes somehow, and his throat was choked, but there was a smile on his face.

"Chu Yanshu, it's me."

"I'm fine now, and I have met a trace of the remnant soul of my ancestor, with him on the Chaos Islands, I will soon find the way to heaven and go to the fairy realm to find you."

"How are you now, has that old man embarrassed you?"

The girl's voice was eager, as if she was worried that the connection would be severed.

Chu Yanshu raised his head and looked at the blood red in his eyes, the wind swept the smell of blood, and the front was in darkness, with no end in sight.

He touched his slightly hot wrist, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly,

"I'm fine, don't worry, he didn't embarrass me."

When the old man checked that he had no demonic breath on him, he let him go, but he seemed to have some enmity with Mao Qing.

So, he threw him into this side of purgatory.

This purgatory seems to be an ancient battlefield, full of bloody souls.

But Chu Yanshu actually didn't care much about this, at least, when he came here, he still had a chance to live.

He used to hate the darkness, the feeling of not being able to see the way forward, not seeing the sun.

Walking in the dark, with killing, blood, and all the days of dry bones and blood, he has had enough.

But at the moment, I don't think it's anything.

In this life, he still has hope.

In the bottom of his heart, there is still that glimmer of light.

And his light will come to him and take him out of this purgatory, so that he will live in the sun from now on.

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