Zhou Xuanlan's Nascent Soul fell back to the ground, looked around, and walked to a pile of dead leaves.

He put the figure in his arms on the leaves, sat cross-legged to the ground, then held his little head up and leaned against his shoulder, hugged it with one hand, and held his jaw with the other hand, without closing his eyes to rest. From time to time, he looked at the two people hiding in the dark, with alert faces on his face.

Chen Liuxiang and Zhou Xuanlan looked at each other, and their ideas coincided with each other, and they both planned to take back the Nascent Soul.

They had never let the Nascent Soul go out of the past, and the Nascent Soul was still in their bodies, so they did not find any abnormalities. After observing for a whole day, both of them had many doubts in their hearts, so they decided to take the Nascent Souls apart and take them back for cross-examination.

Zhou Xuanlan took the lead and took the Nascent Soul back into his body.

His Nascent Soul was always on guard against the two of them. For some reason, he was to prevent them from getting close to Shen Liuxiang's Nascent Soul. If he didn't take it back first, he would definitely try his best to stop Shen Liuxiang from taking away his Nascent Soul.

Without his shoulders, the little Yuanying who was sleeping soundly tilted his head and his body fell into the pile of leaves.

Shen Liuji walked over, reached out and pinched her white and tender face. Her finger belly felt very good. Her skin was a little cold at night, which was delicate and smooth and elastic.

The sound of the sinking sound woke him up: "Hey, get up."

The Nascent Soul's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the shadows falling under the moonlight, and found that it was a sinking sound, and turned over without fear.

His rosy little mouth opened and muttered, "I still want to sleep."

Chen Liuyun's mouth twitched slightly, so he had to pick him up, put it in his palm and continue to sleep. He looked up at the night sky and walked towards the room under the rich moonlight.

Zhou Xuanlan returned to the bedroom and released the Nascent Soul.

Without Master Yuanying in front of him, his Yuanying became much more honest. After coming out, he sat cross-legged on the tea table and meditated on his own.

Zhou Xuanlan sat beside him and stared at him for a while.

The Yuanying is transformed by the primordial spirit. The primordial spirit is the foundation of those who practice Taoism. The soul can change, but the primordial spirit is eternal and true, but it will never change and never die.

The Yuanying in front of him is transformed by his soul, but it is difficult to communicate with him, which is really strange.

Zhou Xuanlan stretched out his hand and pointed his slender fingers at the forehead of the Nascent Soul. The other party did not move at all, and there was no intention of resisting on his face, and it did not seem to reject him.

But when he tried to control, the Nascent Soul opened his eyes and showed a rebellious look.

Zhou Xuanlan thought for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to save the spirit for Master Yuanying?"

The Nascent Soul frowned and looked puzzled: "Who is Master?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "The real body of the Nascent Soul you held before."

The Yuanying frowned, pondered for a while, accepted the title, and then said, "I have not passed the spirit,"

He raised his left hand, gathered the surrounding spiritual energy, put it in his body for several weeks, and a faint white light came from his right hand, "This is the vitality. Master's soul has no vitality. I am raising it, otherwise it will be gone."

Zhou Xuanlan's heart was shaking: "Why is this happening?"

The Nascent Soul shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhou Xuanlan frowned and said for a while: "What is your identity when you call yourself a seat?"

The Nascent Soul expression was inexplicably: "I don't know."

Zhou Xuanlan could sense the truth he was telling, so he changed his question: "What do you know?"

"Healing the Yuan Soul," Yuanying paused and repeated: "I only know that I want to nourish the Xiao Yuan Soul."

This is the consciousness of his soul.

On the other side, the swelling Nascent Soul was woken up from his sleep, pouted unhappily, lowered his head and refused to speak.

Chen Liuxiang thought for a while, took out fresh fruit from the storage bag, one hand with an apple and the other hand with an orange, and shook it in front of his little face, "I'm so angry when I get up, come on?"

The Nascent Soul raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up, and then he was willing to pay attention to him.

When I raised my hand, I naturally chose oranges.

He smiled and took back the apple, took out a fresh orange from the storage bag. As soon as he opened his mouth and took a bite, he saw the Nascent Soul perform the same actions as him.

Oranges are a bit big for the little Yuanying.

He barely hugged the orange with his tender white hands, lowered his head, and did not even peel the skin. He stretched out his small tongue and licked the yellow orange peel tentatively, then opened his mouth to bite.

The Shenliuji looked strange: "I'll help you peel it."

Yuanying shook her head, bit it with the orange peel, leaving a little light small tooth mark. After tasting some taste, she smiled and said, "Just eat it like this."

The sunken expression was thoughtful, and opened his mouth and bit the orange.

He never peels the oranges. Does the original Nascent Soul have this habit?

After thinking about it, he asked, "Do you know the Nascent Soul just now?"

The little Nascent Soul was trying hard to bite the orange peel. He paused and blinked, "I only recognize him."

Chen Liuxiang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then tell me, who is he?"

"I don't know," said Nascent Soul: "I only know that he is very good."

He put down the orange with difficulty and gestured in the air with his hands, "I started like this, little by little, and then he rubbed it together, slowly becoming what he is now."

After watching the sound of the sound of the sound for a while, he could barely understand the meaning.

His soul was once broken into pieces, probably because Zhou Xuanlan picked it up and pieced it together again. He used his soul to raise it for a long time, so that he could barely restore it to this appearance.

Shen Liuxiang frowned and pondered. At this time, Yuanying pulled down his sleeve and said, "I'll ask you a question too."

Chen Liuying nodded, and then saw the little Yuanying tilting her head, with her hands on her left and right, pinched the baby's fat face, and said angrily: "Why am I round?"

The sinking sound: "...maybe because you are fat."

As if the Nascent Soul was hit hard, he froze in place for a while, lowered his head and rubbed his cheeks in a suffocating manner.

Chen Liuxiang laughed when he saw this, and remembered the serious matter for a moment. He used spiritual power in his palm and was about to touch the Nascent Soul. When he saw the Nascent Soul suddenly retreating, his face pale and his whole body trembled.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The sound of the sound of the water frowned and he barely stopped.

At the same time, the jade slip in the storage bag moved, and the input spiritual power was heard immediately, "Master, don't use spiritual power to test the Nascent Soul. Your soul is damaged and cannot withstand any spiritual power impact."

Chen Liuxiang rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Okay."

All are gone now.

I couldn't find Zi Gu where I could find it, and I also found that the soul had been damaged.

He looked at the depressed Nascent Soul, and took the pinch technique back into his body. Nascent Soul should not be left outside for a long time. Dantian is the most comfortable place.

Chen Liuxiang asked to the jade slip: "Where is your Nascent Soul, what can you ask?"

Zhou Xuanlan: "I only know that the master's soul was injured."

The sound of the sound of holding the forehead was mysterious, and the matter of the soul was originally mixed with Zhou Xuanlan. His thoughts were a little confused for a moment and he had no clue.

After a while, he sighed.

Forget it, the most urgent task is to solve the love flower pot.

Chen Liuxiang was thinking, and heard Zhou Xuanlan whisper: "At midnight tonight, I will let Wen Renqin go, but his cultivation level is greatly damaged, coupled with the backlash of the formation, if you are lucky, you can live for more than ten years, but if you are not lucky, you won't live for a few years."

The sinking sound of the eyelashes drooped slightly, responding.

Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a moment, as if he was hesitating, and after a while, he said: "He wants to see his master, and for the last time, he has something to say to you."

Shen Liujiu was stunned for a moment and touched the back of his neck.

However, before he could make a decision, he heard a low laugh from the jade slip, and Zhou Xuanlan's tone was inexplicably meaningful.
Chapter completed!