At night, Xiaozhi's bedroom was crowded with people, all of them looked nervous, and even the peerless flowers and willows looked quite solemn.

Xiaozhi sat on the couch, beckoned to Xiao Peng, who was standing on the side, and said with a smile: "When I come out of the bell, I want to see Xiao Peng's original appearance, is it okay?"

Xiao Peng's eyes were full of tears, her face was flushed, she nodded, and choked up: "What my sister likes, I am what I am." ”

"Okay, don't be bitter, everyone, it's a good thing that the soul of the little branch girl has returned to her body, although it is uncertain when she will be able to come out of the jade bell on the other side, but at least her life is safe, and it is also a matter of joy. "The ghost doctor said.

Lu Qi walked to the front of the couch, rubbed Xiaozhi's hair, and said softly, "Xiaozhi, are you ready?"

Xiaozhi nodded, her eyes were full of reluctance, she didn't know when she would see Lu Qi again, and when she came out of the jade bell on the other side, would Lu Qi no longer be in this world?

"Let's get started. ”

In the room, there were Hua Xiuliu, Du Ruo, Xiao Peng, and Jing Zhao Demon Monarch Protector, Ye Zhenzhen, Bai Fennel, and Xiao Hai retreated to the bottom of the porch, and the Demon Lion was careful and had already fallen asleep.

The ghost doctor pulled the remnant soul of Xiaozhi out of the green silk, and in order to prevent the remnant soul from being damaged in the process of returning to the body, Xiao Peng cut his finger and protected it with dragon blood.

The ghost doctor looked at the blood dripping from Xiao Peng's finger, pondered for a moment, and when she was about to withdraw her hand, she said, "Trouble little brother to drop two more drops." ”

Du Ruo looked distressed and asked, "Why?"

"If the old man guesses correctly, the little brother should be a member of the Dragon Clan, your blood is extraordinary. ”

"She is indeed a dragon, but not a little brother, but a little girl. Du Ruo said with a narrow smile.

Xiao Peng glared at Du Ruo and asked the ghost doctor, "My blood, can I help my sister come out of the bell as soon as possible?"

"Not necessarily, but it doesn't hurt to try. The ghost doctor had another thing in mind, but this matter was just a guess on his part, so he didn't mention it for now.

The remnant soul was poured into Lu Qi's spiritual vein, and Lu Qi did not cultivate now, relying on Jingzhao Demon Monarch to protect his spiritual veins with spiritual power.

Although Lu Qi is no different from a mortal at this time, his spirit yuan has not dissipated, as long as the spirit yuan is still there, the ghost doctor can find out where his demon breath is through his divine sense, and he can also find the location of the small branch in the jade bell on the other side.

What he has to do now is to let Xiaozhi's remnant soul return from Lu Qi's Lingyuan, after all, what is it like in the jade bell on the other side, no one knows, if he directly throws the remnant soul into it, not to mention whether Xiaozhi can find it, in case there is a lot of danger inside, not only will it not help Xiaozhi, but it will also harm her.

In order to save Lu Qiyi's life, the ghost doctor summoned the spirit yuan covered in the palm of Xiaozhi's hand after pouring his magic breath through the spirit yuan and pouring all the spiritual veins into the small branch.

Although Lu Qi never thought of recalling Lingyuan, in his heart, there was no reason to bring back the things he sent out, but in order to be able to survive until the day when the little branch came out of the jade bell on the other side, Lu Qi had no choice but to obey the arrangement of the ghost doctor.

The mountains and forests are lonely, and the night is as cool as water.

Ye Zhenzhen and Bai Fennel lay on the wooden slump under the porch.

A blank sheet of paper was laid out in front of the two, and Ye Zhenzhen supported her with one hand and held a pen with the other, sometimes contemplative, sometimes frowning.

"Aunt Zhen, it's not right here, I remember that the immortal was a slumped-nosed. Bai Fenn put her hands on her cheeks, stared at the figure on the paper, and corrected.

"It seems to be. Ye Zhenzhen changed the nose of the person in the painting twice, and the white anise cast a spell to erase the wrong place.

After a while, a painting is finally completed.

Lu Qi asked Ye Zhenzhen during the day if she could draw the immortal monarch who gave her the spirit pearl at the beginning, Ye Zhenzhen's attainment in calligraphy and painting was not much stronger than that of white fennel, and pondered for an afternoon, waiting outside the house at this time, instead of being anxious, it was better to try it, maybe she could draw the appearance of that immortal monarch.

Although Bai Zhenzhen had only seen that immortal monarch once, and it was only a side face, when Ye Zhenzhen was painting, she could still give some suggestions, especially the collapsed nose, which impressed her the most.

Bai Fennel blew the ink on the painting and sighed, "Looking at it this way, it looks okay." ”

Ye Zhenzhen threw away the brush, pinched her shoulders and sat up, this painting is really a torturous thing, fortunately, she didn't paint ten images, but also seven points.

"What do you think this Immortal Monarch wants to do? Why did he give you the Spirit Protector Bead?" Bai Wei said puzzled.

Xianjun said that there is only one spirit protection bead in the world, such a treasure, why should it be given to a ghost who has never known him?

Xianjun also said: Once the spirit protection bead is taken, it cannot be taken out unless the soul is scattered. Moreover, the spirit protection bead is nourished by flesh and blood, and after a thousand years, it will become a rare treasure from all over the world.

What's the use of this baby? Who will snatch it? Who knows she's hiding such a treasure?

Ye Zhenzhen remembered the mysterious smile when Xianjun left, and couldn't help but shudder, could it be that he was borrowing her flesh and blood to raise this spirit protection bead, and when the time came, he would come back again?

It's no wonder that Jing Zhao Demon Lord has been eager to tie her to the waistband of his trousers since she had an accident ten years ago, thinking that he has already guessed this, and he will not dare to let her leave his protective circle.

Xianjun didn't get the treasure back, and he definitely refused to give up.

Ye Zhenzhen has been sad because of Lu Qi's soul scattering these days, but she didn't expect that she herself would be in danger of being scattered at any time.

Their hard-working mother and son, alas!

Ye Zhenzhen was sad and angry in her heart, and slapped the face of the person in the painting.

Bai Fenn hurriedly said: "Ah, the ink hasn't dried yet, what are you doing, Aunt Zhen?"

"Quick, quick, you cast a spell to change it. Ye Zhenzhen looked at the black face of the fairy monarch on the paper, and the ink-stained hand hurriedly patted Bai Anise on the shoulder, she finally drew it, she didn't want to draw it again.

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Lu Qiru was drenched in a heavy rain, soaking wet, where the dragon's blood passed, the blood was boiling, and the spiritual veins seemed to be washed by hot magma, and he was about to be burned in an instant.

"He couldn't hold it anymore, and there was another person. The ghost doctor said urgently, he never expected this dragon blood to be so domineering.

Hua Quliu was already ready on the side, and when he heard this, he immediately put his palm on Lu Qi's back, and was about to sacrifice his spiritual power, when he heard the ghost doctor shouting: "Baihui acupoint, Baihui acupoint, his divine sense has fallen into chaos, quickly find a way to wake him up." ”

Hua Quliu frowned and glanced at the ghost doctor, is this old man good or not? His subordinates didn't stop, and his big palm slapped on Lu Qi's Heavenly Spirit Gai in a blink of an eye.

The ghost doctor's back was cold, and his white beard trembled.

Lu Qi was tossed alive for most of the night, and the violent dragon blood in the spiritual veins finally calmed down, and the dragon blood seemed to have disappeared from him, and it seemed to have merged into his limbs.

Not to mention how he is, Xiaozhi's remnant soul has all entered the jade bell on the other side and returned to herself.

When the day is about to break, the dust has settled, and they have done everything they can do, and now, they can only look at the creation of the twigs.

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