Di Shifang looked down at the weak soul body, narrowed his eyes, took out a dark crystal and threw it in front of the young man.
The majestic power radiated from the soul stone, causing the young man to stiffen. Instead of going to get the soul stone, he asked: "Why?"
With the tyranny of Emperor Shifang, no one should be allowed to say such words in front of him.
Because in Di Shifang's eyes, Lu Jiuque was his, and it was his responsibility to protect Lu Jiuque. He would never allow others to get involved.
And what does this "tacit consent" mean
Di Shifang saw the other party's doubts and closed his eyes. His long silver hair turned slightly gray. There seemed to be a layer of mist around him. He said hoarsely: "Ling Han..."
Ling Han.
The young man's eyelashes couldn't help but tremble, and his heart felt tight and painful.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself. After his "death", how long had it been since anyone called his name
This name that once made him proud and once made him suffer...
That's right, this soul that was warmed up by the Prajna Scriptures and who stepped in to save Lu Jiuque's "soul" at the critical moment was the soul of Ling Han, the young master of the Lingtian Alliance!
He was born a ghost and was a "waste" who could not cultivate.
After his death, Lu Jiuque nourished the souls for Emperor Shifang for the first time, absorbing a total of six souls, but in the end, only five souls were swallowed by the silver dragon. The last soul that survived was Ling Han’s soul.
Because Ling Han was born a ghost, his soul was selected and absorbed by the Prajna Scripture and slowly cultivated.
The souls that the Prajna Scripture and the Silver Dragon fought over were used as nutrients and supplied to Ling Han.
But this time, in order to save Lu Jiuque, his soul, which had just solidified a little, was also affected.
"This emperor has an agreement with your father. This will help you recover from your injuries."
When Ling Hanfu heard this, his whole body tensed up, and his eyes were full of complexity.
Finally, Ling Han reached out his hand, held the soul stone tightly, and closed his eyes tightly, fearing that Di Shifang would notice the embarrassment in his eyes.
Di Shifang looked at Ling Han like this and said calmly: "Ling Han, remember what you said today. If one day you betray her, I will crush your soul with my own hands, and even that broken book can't protect you. you."
Ling Han gritted his teeth, and his body sank into the spring water little by little, turning into an ink-colored lotus, wrapping Lu Jiuque, and disappeared slowly.
The man of life, the soul of death.
Whether he wanted it or not, Lu Jiuque and his soul felt like one body.
Di Shifang's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity. He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands, slowly clenching them, as if he had made a decision in his heart.
"Tsk tsk, Di Shifang, why are you going too far? I finally found a holy spring for you. You soaked it for the little girl first, and found a powerful soul soul stone. You gave it to this brat. You really wasted my time in vain."
A casual voice sounded, and Luan Feng, who was as red as a demon, leaned against the rugged rocks, his narrow eyes full of teasing.
Di Shifang glanced at Lu Jiuque, who was huddled in the spring with a peaceful expression. He dried his clothes in a hurry, then raised his eyes and said, "Luan Feng, put my matters aside for now and go check it out." Yi Li’s identity.”
"Yi Li?" Luan Feng was stunned, "Are you talking about the boy that Zixia Sect invited back?"