He opened his hand and looked at the fragments of the soul, and then at the broken plate on the ground not far away, and his eyes trembled.

Her intuition told her that this was not a coincidence, how could any spirit shatter into the shape of porcelain pieces. However, in this life-and-death scene, how could he still have time to care about such a trivial matter.

After thinking about it for a while, she still looked directly at Li Ye: "What is this hand?"

"The spirit of the blade. Li Ye replied angrily, "It's him who smashed my plate." ”

Erl: "......"

I really have time to worry about such trivial things.

Angry and funny, she squatted down beside him, and while helping him clean the wounds on his hands, she whispered: "The plate is still broken." ”

That's different, it's the dishes he washed, and she said she wanted to see it when she came back.

He frowned unhappily, and just as he wanted to refute, the face of the person before meeting him suddenly sank.

"How did you get it? She looked at the wound on his finger, the tip of her nose wrinkled.

Li Ye thought she was bloody, so she was about to cut off the meridians stuck to the ground and take them back, but as soon as she raised her hand, this person flew over and hugged him, and said urgently: "I'll get it, what are you panicking about!"

"It's gold poison. He hooked his lips, "Hidden in the glass bottle containing the soul of the heavens, I didn't notice it, and I was hit." ”

The gold poison can spread rapidly in the bloodline, devouring the spiritual power, and when he perceives it, the meridians of the entire arm are already covered with this toxin, and there is still a battle to meet, all he can do is to abandon this part of the meridians.

Although there is no one to get in the way at the moment, the meridians are messy and messy, instead of spending a lot of energy to put them back together, it is better for him to directly cut off and re-cultivate, anyway, he is not a mortal body, not so fragile.

Li Ye thought so, but the little thing in front of him obviously wouldn't agree.

After she stubbornly held him down, she began to use her spiritual power to groom him.

To first grasp the toxin a little bit to clean up, and then put the veins in order, this process is long and complicated, if he does not lose a stick of incense, he will conjure up a phoenix killing knife.

But her movements were very careful, as if she was afraid of hurting him, and her fingertips rubbed the meridians a little bit, soft and light.

Inexplicably felt itchy, and Li Ye didn't start very comfortably: "It's too slow." ”

"If you don't slow down, it will hurt. Er'er didn't raise his head, "Don't worry, I know the severity." ”

Only she will be afraid of pain, how can a person who has cultivated to become a god be so weak.

Li Ye wanted to laugh at her very much, but when he looked down and saw her slightly trembling eyelashes, he couldn't say anything.

An hour later.

The black toxin was washed out, winding into strange shapes on the ground, Er'er glanced at it, picked up his wide red robe with his free hand, and pushed the toxin away with disgust.

Then the sorted veins were sent back to him little by little.

"They had planned it early in the morning. She was slightly annoyed, "Poison first, and then surround the Shangbing Palace to do it - they always want to sue, let's sue this time, I'll be a witness." ”

There was a feeling of numbness in her fingers, and even her heart was very warm, Li Ye snorted, and reached out to flick her head: "The Heavenly Dao Hexagram will not pay attention to you." ”

"Then try it too. Erle frowned.

"Ignore you, and then. Turning around and walking into the upper Bing Palace, he flicked his sleeves from Ye, "They attempted to kill, and I killed their three divine souls." ”

It's not certain who will be locked up in prison.

"......" seems to be the same.

Weakly following him to the threshold, Erer muttered, "So I'll rush back in time to save you or them." ”

The answer is obviously the latter, and he will not die.

Li Ye disdainfully, sat on the throne, took out the phoenix killing knife, and put it on the armrest.

Erer glanced at it, quite confused.

Qiantian's spirit is still here, they are all murderous, if you want the big guy to use spiritual power to support him, it is a little unreasonable. But just using his soul to sacrifice the phoenix killing knife, it is inevitable that he will fall into the hands of people.

"Or ......," she said hesitantly, "you lend me the knife, and I'll return him to Zhen Huan." ”

His eyes were a little gloomy, and he pursed his lips: "Why." ”

"Qiantian is a cultivator of the Golden Dao Immortal Technique, and the Gold Erosion Poison is definitely not released by him. Er'er folded his hands and analyzed, "You have killed three divine souls today, and you have returned them a dry soul, it seems that it is not a loss." ”

But he didn't like it.

Li Ye thought with a calm face, Lao Tzu is not a great good person, everyone has beaten me in the palace, and I will send my soul back?

However, before he could continue to slander secretly, the man in front of him took his hand.

"Be angry. Her fingers pinched him and shook softly, "If people offend you first, you can cut off their souls, which is reasonable, but if you continue to be angry, it will be excessive, excessive evil, and evil is not conducive to cultivating immortal arts." ”

"I don't need to practice my immortal arts anymore. He squinted.

At the top, this is also the reason why he is willing to accept the anger of resentment.

The man in front of him frowned highly.

"No, I can't. She said stubbornly, "You don't need to cultivate, and you can't be evil." ”

Liye: "......"

He has gone too much for the evil, and it is her turn to take care of it? There is no right or wrong in this world, it just depends on whether he is happy or not, what he is happy to do is right, and what he is unhappy to do is wrong, for tens of thousands of years, he has been like this, she has really never seen the world.

But.

Glancing at her serious and angry look, he found that he couldn't say anything to refuse.

She was too weak, and if she was a little louder, he was afraid to scare her into tears.

Rubbing his brow impatiently, he mumbled.

"Uh-huh. She stomped her foot and grabbed his hand harder, "Do you understand?"

Squinting his eyes unhappily, Li Ye wondered: "You weren't so bold before. ”

"That's nature. Erer raised his chin and said very proudly, "You were so fierce to me before, you said you would kill you." It's different now, as soon as you're kind to me, I'm bold, and what I'm best at is kicking my nose in the face. ”

Do you have that to say about yourself?

He shook his head, trying to shake her off, but she grabbed her arm together.

The feeling of heaviness is warm and soft.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up, Li Ye hummed softly, and let her hold her for a while before he asked slowly: "Do you want to use the phoenix killing knife?"

"It's a joke, it's just a knife. ”

Knowing that he had agreed, Er'er jumped up happily, snorted twice quickly into his palm, and then grasped the handle of the phoenix killing knife.

The phoenix slayer buzzed as if frightened, trying to break free of her, but was silently suppressed by his master's strength.

It moved twice mournfully, as if begging for mercy, and Li Ye looked down with an expressionless face.

Row horn.

Giving up the struggle, the phoenix killing knife was obediently picked up by a newly ascended immortal.

This is the first time since it was born that it has been held by someone other than Liye, aggrieved but not daring to move, and it has to listen to the immortal shouting at him without a hint.

"Look, I can move it!"