Ye Qingluo squatted down halfway, narrowed her charming eyes, and looked at You Yin.
The figure covered by the black robe is already transparent from nothingness.
Ye Qingluo couldn't see clearly what the person under the black robe looked like.
"You Yin... You Ji..." Ye Qingluo whispered their names, "Do you know You Han, You Nu and You Ming?"
Mention the names of those three persons.
The figure under the black robe moved.
A transparent, completely invisible face was exposed from under the black robe.
But Ye Qingluo could clearly feel it.
From You Yin's face, there was a look of shock.
She seemed to be amazed, how could she say the names of You Han and others so clearly.
"It seems that we know each other." Ye Qingluo hooked his lips, "I'm curious, what is the relationship between your so-called venerable and Wushen Island?"
Youyin's body trembled more and more.
Ye Qingluo smiled even more intensely: "If you can answer my question well and tell me everything you know, I have a way to let you survive."
After a pause, she smiled and bent her eyes: "Survive in human form."
The last sentence made You Yin raise her head abruptly.
As if exhausting all the strength in his body, he stared at Ye Qingluo firmly, and paused every word: "Really?"
Ye Qingluo tilted his head, and said in a relaxed tone, "Aren't you very curious, why do I perform teleportation?"
The five fingers under the Youyin black robe curled up.
Then, listening to Ye Qingluo, she continued with a chuckle, "So, I can transform you from a spirit body into a real human being, and... retain all your current strength."
She seemed to think of something, and added: "Of course, after becoming a real human being, you must be used by me."
When You Yin was agitated, the spirit body became more and more transparent.
You Yin herself can clearly feel that all the power in him is constantly diminishing.
once…
The power is completely exhausted.
He didn't even have the strength to return to his spirit body.
Once more than twelve hours, you can't return to your own spirit body.
He will die completely.
Even the soul will not stay in this world.
have to admit.
At this dying juncture.
Ye Qingluo's words were a huge temptation to him.
At this moment, Ye Qingluo strikes while the iron is hot again, continuing to seduce: "You Yin, you should be very clear... you can only choose to trust me, only I... can let you live."
She smiled jokingly, her slender fingers, bit by bit, across the cherry blossom patterns on her arms.
She laughed softly: "As long as you nod your head, I will let you... to witness whether I have the strength to help you."
This sentence made You Yin's tense heart completely relax.
He who is afraid of death.
Wanting everything, a way to keep him alive.
He nodded vigorously.
You Yin, who was in agitation, didn't notice it either.
The moment he nodded.
A wisp of white breath overflowed bit by bit from the cherry blossom pattern where Ye Qingluo's fingers brushed.
Slowly, it floated into his body.
At the same time, Ye Qingluo pressed Youyin's shoulder, and closed his eyes pretending to be mysterious: "Now, let me restore your spiritual power for the time being as a 'deposit'. The rest, wait for your answer." After finishing the questions I raised, I will help you and fulfill your wish."
This word, it sounds, no matter how you hear it, how can it be unbelievable.
Can be partial to life, the shadow of survival.
At this time, I can't care so much anymore.