Mo Yueying's soul...
Maybe the only way to get the answer is to go to Wushen Island.
Ye Qingluo always has an intuition.
For Mo Yueying to become like this, she definitely has something to do with Wushen Island!
There is definitely something wrong with the so-called godless island owner!
"Tsk... the way to find the soul..."
Lao Lie, who had been leaning on the chair, playing with teacups in every possible way, suddenly spoke.
He put down his teacup and looked at Ye Qingluo with a smile: "I have it."
He smiled.
The terrifying scar on his face was even more shocking.
The flying meat is still surging.
Ye Qingluo's expression didn't change a bit: "Say."
Lao Lie leaned over, with an expression of offering a treasure: "There is nothing we can do in the Hell! I can tell you how to find the soul, but... this news, it is considered that the Hell has repaid its kindness to you."
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands: "How is it?"
"Then we have to see whether the method you mentioned is reliable or not." Ye Qingluo rubbed his chin.
Lao Lie proudly raised his chin: "How could the method I said be unreliable? Would people from my hell mansion be unreliable?!"
As he spoke, he lowered his voice again: "Finding the soul is actually not that difficult. Have you heard of... the magic weapon of deep water?"
Cangshui artifact
Ye Qingluo's eyebrows moved.
Before he could open his mouth, Qiao Yinyan asked eagerly: "You mean... the set of water artifacts that were sealed before the death of the emperor of the gods? It is rumored that there are five pieces of artifacts in total?"
Lao Lie nodded: "It's the water artifact! As long as you gather all five artifacts, you can call wind and rain, summon gods and ghosts! Not to mention looking for three souls and seven souls."
"But...according to the rumors from my Qiao family ancestors...collect the five water artifacts, and then use the blood of the descendants of the emperor of the gods to sacrifice to the sky, and then the seal to the tomb of the emperor of the gods can be opened..." Qiao Yinyan was a little suspicious.
"Yeah, so... even the seal of the Emperor's tomb can be broken! Isn't it trivial to help that girl find her soul?" Lao Lie looked very reasonable.
Qiao Yinyan's brows furrowed even tighter.
Mo Yueying raised her head, her expressionless face showed no emotion.
Those empty and lifeless eyes blinked and blinked, and then said: "It is too dangerous to gather the five artifacts of the Cangshui. If someone really opens the tomb of the God Emperor, the consequences will be disastrous."
She paused, and held Ye Qingluo's hand instead: "It doesn't matter to me, I'm used to it, I don't remember the people from before, but now I can remember you and everyone in the Demon Class, that's enough. "
Ye Qingluo met Mo Yueying's empty eyes, and when she heard everything about her, and said that she was thinking of them, she couldn't help but hugged her in her arms.
She was just about to speak.
The voice was cut off again.
Qiao Yinyan's voice was impatient, restless, and terrified: "This can't be done, that can't be done! What can I do? She used to be so lively and beautiful, but now... is it really fair to her?"
"Calm down." Miao Zhi comforted, "The Cangshui artifact is an artifact used by the Emperor of the God Emperor, even if we want to find the artifact, it is not so easy.
What's more, even if the artifact is found, none of us except Emperor Zun can use the power of the artifact. "
Qiao Yinyan's trembling body slowly stabilized.
He stared at Mo Yueying intently with his eyes full of pain.
"Cough...well, can you listen to me?" Ye Qingluo, who wanted to speak but was repeatedly interrupted, cleared his throat and raised his voice.