Just after An Xiaoyi finished reciting the soul charm, the color of the entire blue space turned into green as soon as his eyes were visible, and the back gradually became clear.

"Hahahaha! Lao Tzu is finally free, Lao Tzu has finally waited for this day. “

"It's been thousands of years, Lao Tzu has finally succeeded, hahahaha!"

The back laughed wildly, no longer the static appearance before, his hands waved in the air, his whole body trembled, and he seemed to be extremely excited.

"Oh no, it's a conspiracy. “

Seeing the other party's performance, An Xiaoyi was shocked.

"Oh no, I fell for that old bastard's trick, it wasn't a soul charm at all, it clearly helped him lift the ban. “

An Xiaoyi's heart trembled, not knowing what would happen next.

"You're right, you're not too stupid. “

The figure turned around, looked at An Xiaoyi, and said with a smile.

I saw the old man, his whole body was snow-white, he was dressed in white, his white hair was knee-high, and his eyebrows and beard were several feet long.

"Huh, you know what I'm thinking?"

An Xiaoyi opened her mouth wide in surprise and asked casually.

"Yes, with Lao Tzu's cultivation, it's too easy to know what you want, haha!"

The white-haired old man said.

"Senior, you're amazing!"

An Xiaoyi said.

"Don't pat yourself on the back, you think Lao Tzu doesn't know what you think, you're thinking about how to deal with this old immortal, how to escape, right?"

"Don't think about it, you can't go. “

The white-haired old man glanced at An Xiaoyi and said.

"Senior, after all, I saved you, you can't take revenge, right?"

When An Xiaoyi heard that she couldn't leave, she was depressed and put on an innocent appearance.

"Boy, you can't blame others, you can only blame yourself for being too curious, I tried eighty-five times, eighty-five times! I really admire your persistence......

"Lao Tzu waited for thousands of years before you came to die, how could I give up, would I still have to wait for a few thousand more years? No, no, absolutely not. “

The white-haired old man shook his head, looking helpless.

"Boy, don't feel wronged, I'm just borrowing your body to use it! Lao Tzu has been trapped in this broken mirror for thousands of years, I really can't stand it, your body follows Lao Tzu, it's not humiliating, you have an immortal body, what's wrong, as for your soul, you can only stay in this mirror, as for how long you can live, it depends on your own creation. “

After the white-haired old man looked at An Xiaoyi, he said with some emotion, it seemed that taking An Xiaoyi's body away was not his intention, it was just a helpless move.

"Senior, you can't do this!"

"How can you be so ungrateful?"

"You old bastard!"

"What about the immortal body, no matter how long you live, you are also an old mallet, old and immortal!"

An Xiaoyi was angered by the other party, thinking that she had lost her life like this, she was very unwilling in her heart, and she inevitably wanted to vent.

If Lao Tzu was afraid of being scolded, he would have died 10,000 times. “

"Stinky boy, if you have any wishes, say it, maybe Lao Tzu will be soft-hearted and promise you. “

The white-haired old man felt that he was a little at a loss and wanted to make up for it a little.

"What can I do if I need your old bastard's help? “

"Look at you like that, you're covered in hair, and I don't know where you came from, I'm disgusted to see it, you old monster!"

An Xiaoyi was puzzled, let go, and scolded, although he knew that it was useless, but he couldn't make a fuss, so he accepted his fate, he always had to struggle, and he still looked a little bloody.

"Stinky boy, you've scolded enough, believe it or not, a slap in the face can make your soul fly!"

The white-haired old man also seemed to be enraged, and said viciously.

"Come on, come on! I can't live anyway, what's the use of the soul in the mirror, you kill me, I just don't want this soul anymore, do it, don't do it, you are my grandson!"

An Xiaoyi was angry and shouted.

"You little madman, forget it, Lao Tzu has lived for such an old age, how could he fall for your scheme, I killed you and added cause and effect to myself, it doesn't make any sense. “

"Time is running out, this spell can also support a stick of incense time, I'm leaving, you kid are sure you don't want me to help you fulfill your wish!"

The white-haired old man walked past An Xiaoyi and turned around and said.

An Xiaoyi's soul seemed to be frozen, unable to move the slightest.

"You old bastard, old bastard, old monster, old immortal ......"

An Xiaoyi couldn't move, so she could only curse the other party loudly.

"Lao Tzu's name is Huo Ding, borrowing your body, it is also your luck. “

"You old candle, old turtle, old brute, old bastard......"

An Xiaoyi continued to scold.

Huo Ding held back his anger, covered his ears, and as soon as his body floated, he planned to follow the green light, rush out of the soul mirror, and enter An Xiaoyi's body.

Just as Huo Ding rushed out of the dementor mirror, following the green light, the moment the soul touched An Xiaoyi's face, a red and orange circular mark flashed, yes, it was An Xiaoyi's natal mark.

"Boom!"

The dazzling glare stopped Huo Ding's soul, and Huo Ding's soul made a loud noise after hitting An Xiaoyi's natal mark.

I saw that Hodding's soul was bounced back into the dementor mirror by a huge force.

At the moment when Hotin was bounced back into the Soul Mirror, the green space in the Soul Mirror returned to its previous blue, and Hotin returned to his previous position, standing there motionless.

"Huh, what's going on?"

An Xiaoyi saw that Huo Ding returned to his original position, and the blue color in the space was restored, and he stretched his body and found that he was fine.

"Hahahaha! I'm fine! I'm fine!"

An Xiaoyi was excited, he found that everything was back to its original state, and Hotin was unsuccessful in his seizure.

"Huo Ye, what's wrong, why did you come back?"

An Xiaoyi came to Hodin's side, looked at the motionless Hodin, and suddenly felt extremely happy in his heart, An Xiaoyi pulled Hodin's eyebrows and pulled hard.

"Little brother, don't don't, don't!

"Yo, aren't you a god? Haven't you lived for thousands of years? It still hurts? Why don't you say that you have lived for tens of thousands of years? Bullying me for being young, right?"

An Xiaoyi saw that the other party was crying out in pain, and she was even more proud, stretched out her hands, and pulled each other's eyebrows vigorously to both sides.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, little brother, don't don't, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding, why don't I believe it so much? Where is your pride just now? Old boy, if you have any last wishes, say it, maybe the little master will be soft-hearted and will agree to you. “

"Really?"

"Bah, do you still have the face to say?"

"Little brother, there is something to discuss, let go of my eyebrows first, the old man has a baby, there is a pill, there are a lot of things, as long as you help me a little favor, everything is easy to discuss!"

"You still want to trick me and bully me young, right?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's true, you see, there's a baby behind you......"