She saw Qingluo's soul in the box, and she was shocked!

Qingluo is clearly alive, how could her soul be in the purple box?

For a long time after that, Bingwu didn't dare to think about this problem. Usually, the queen looked exactly like a normal person. Except for her cold disease, the others were really good.

Even if she used the "soul-drawing and soul-sucking" to take away the queen's soul, she did not show any inappropriateness.

She always thought that it was just a mysterious thing about Huang Junye.

But when Qingluo's second soul really appeared in front of her and talked to her face to face, she felt that things were inappropriate.

What the second soul said was Bingwu was shocked.

"Why did you suck my soul and let my three souls disperse?"

Bingwu kept telling the second soul, "What the hell are you? A fake? I have seen the real queen's soul. It's not you at all, you are fake!"

She really didn't think so much at that time. The purple box suddenly appeared and questioned her. She thought that the soul that emerged from somewhere was to scare her.

Furthermore, no matter what she said, Huang Junye would not know, so she was naturally confident.

The second soul quietly asked: "The three souls and seven spirits have dispersed. Some souls can fly away. Don't you know? And I am the one that flew away."

Bingwu only found it very funny, "So you said that the soul of the queen I hold in my hand is incomplete?"

"right."

Bingwu's eyes suddenly became ruthless, "Since you said you are true, then are you obediently surrendering to me or letting me take action?"

"Um?"

Bingwu's hand flashed with blue light, and the Soul-killing Blade appeared. She smiled gloomyly, "Since I can take away the Queen's soul, I can naturally leave you, a lonely ghost. Oh, no, you are just a soul now, not even a ghost."

When the soul-killing blade came, the second soul was ready to drill into the purple box. The lid was covered with a "bang" and ran outward, leaving a shadow in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, Bing Wu stepped forward and didn't catch up.

Just as she went out to chase the purple box, black clothes sneaked into her boudoir and took away the memory crystal that had been hidden before.

Huang Junye looked at the scene in the memory crystal stone, and he curled up the corners of his lips coldly, "Bingwu..."

Huang Junye has been standing on the Tianya for three days and three nights, and has never left...

*

‘Tick’

‘Tick’

The sound of water dripping through the stone sounded in the quiet air. Ye Xiyue woke up from the muddy state, and the sound of water dripping through the stone sounded in her ears. She opened her misty eyes. She was lying on the stone bed, looking at the familiar environment, and she knew exactly where she was.

Looking into the cave halfway up the mountain.

"Blood bones, blood bones..." Ye Xiyue opened her dry lips and called out several times without any echo.

She frowned, "Aunt Lan?"

She sat on the bed with her body on her back, feeling that her whole body was about to fall apart, but the stone room was still empty.

Perhaps she had been sleeping for several days, and her blood and bones could not resist Wang Tianya's spiritual energy and fell into a coma. Where is Aunt Lan? Where has she been?

Ye Xiyue's face as big as a palm was as pale as flour, and her stunning face added a bit of morbid beauty, making her look so beautiful that she was pity-provoking.
Chapter completed!