Die Wuyan continued: "Ye Daoyou is humble, the martial artist's once-in-a-lifetime genius Wu Yaokong has been resurrected by you, this is still a little bit of a thing? To tell the truth, as long as Ye Daoyou can help me resurrect someone, the conditions are up to you!"

Ye Ning was not enthusiastic about the study of the Supreme Blood Soul Dao. Perhaps because he came from another world, he valued cause and effect more seriously than the native monks who were 6 years older than Qingluo. Resurrecting people who have been dead for many years like this will definitely be tainted with a lot of cause and effect, and it can still be avoided.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Daoyou, Ye can resurrect Wu Yaokong, and the element of luck is too great." If you let Ye come again, I'm afraid there will be many failures. ”

When Die Wuyan heard this, her face turned pale, her body shook, and she looked depressed. It seems that the people he will resurrect are extremely important to him. After a while, he actually "pounced", knelt down in front of Ye Ning, hugged his legs, and begged: "Ye Daoyou, please help." ”

With that, he buried his head deep in his lap.

Only the shoulder blades, which were extremely thin, twitched slightly.

He, crying!

For a moment, Ye Ning was at a loss. Xue Yilan is a woman after all, although she is ruthless on her lips, she is soft in her heart. She hurriedly grabbed Die Wuyan and said, "You get up first, Brother Ye is not a ruthless person, everything is easy to say." ”

Die Wuyan was extremely excited, and said repeatedly in her mouth: "Please Ye Daoyou, please Ye Daoyou!"

At this moment, his face was full of tears. Maybe it was too much rouge gouache that was washed away, but it made him reveal a delicate face, with picturesque eyebrows, no demonic atmosphere, pure as a green lotus.

Inexplicably, Ye Ning saw a trace of weakness on Die Wuyan's face, which reminded him of Han Wan, who he had befriended in Lianyun Mountain, and felt a trace of melancholy in his heart. After a while, Ye Ning said: "Although the Supreme Blood Soul Dao ranks seventh among the thirty-six Supreme Dao, it is not a 100% resurrection technique, even if Ye Mou agrees to help, he will not guarantee anything. ”

Die Wuyan heard this and smiled. It seems that the spring flowers are blooming, and the entire Sunset Valley has a little more spring.

He wiped away his tears and said excitedly: "Great! Thank you Ye Daoyou." ”

Ye Ning knew that Die Wuyan must also be a person who wrote stories, after removing the hypocritical mask of the demon, he was so simple, like a child who was not in harmony with the world. Without thinking too much, Ye Ning said: "Who is the person you want to resurrect? The Supreme Blood Soul Dao is powerful, but it can't be resurrected out of thin air, at least a drop of this person's essence blood is required!"

"Yes!" Die Wuyan said happily: "I still have a drop of essence blood left by my master!"

"It turns out that it is your master who you want to resurrect?" Xue Yilan said: "Could it be that you have met such a person who respects your teacher, Brother Ye, you have to help no matter what." ”

Die Wuyan said: "Ye Daoyou, please! As long as you can resurrect the master, I am also willing to follow Chu Daoyou and worship the Disillusionment Sect!"

"Okay," Ye Ning said: "When it comes to this, Ye will definitely do his best." However, Ye does not take a fancy to you, a mid-stage sage monk, but values your pure filial piety. If Ye missed, he would naturally have nothing to say, but even if Ye was lucky enough to resurrect the Venerable Master, he would not force Daoist friends to join the Disillusionment Sect. ”

"No!" Butterfly Wuyan said: "The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, although Ye Daoyou lets it go, no matter what the outcome is, Die will join the Disillusionment Sect and will never break his word!"

(End of chapter)