My practice narration is weird

Xing Dao raised a small golden bell on his fingertips.

There was no wind at this time, but the small bell swayed gently, making a pleasant sound.

The bell was exquisite, and it stored some energy, which was often used by various sects, factions and forces to locate people.

At that time, the Lord asked Xing Dao to find someone and gave him a breath of Feng Xinling.

Finding people in the world is not easy, like looking for a needle in a haystack, otherwise Xing Dao would not have given priority to finding the more troublesome sacred tree.

"The person I am looking for is Feng Xinling."

"If I am not mistaken, that person should only have his soul left, and now he is with you."

The sound of the bell was clearly transmitted to Ye Wuyou's ears along with the voice.

Ye Wuyou, who was a hundred feet away, suddenly stopped and then walked forward calmly again.

Previously in Daxuan Baiyun Mountain City, Feng Xinling had sealed himself and fell into a deep sleep.

Now, is Feng Xinling discovered because he woke up?

There was a voice in his heart, with an indescribable smile.

"It seems that this leader woke up early."

Ye Wuyou's expression did not change, but he said silently in his heart.

"Then why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Tsk, you kid still have time to joke? To this leader, this matter is your fault."

Feng Xinling's voice was accompanied by a chuckle, and then the voice became heavy, and he spoke slowly.

"If it weren't for you coming here to speed up the recovery of my soul, otherwise this leader would not be able to wake up for another three months."

Xing Dao stood quietly in the same place, looking at everything in the field calmly.

The girl holding the sword still stood aside, her eyes were like swords, still firmly locked on herself.

Luo Qinghan frowned all the time, but the look he gave him was not friendly.

Tsk...

Xing Dao sighed softly and added.

"Luo Qinghan, this leader is doing things for the Lord, do you still want to stop me?"

When mentioning the word Lord, Xing Dao slightly emphasized his tone.

He knew that the three people in front of him were traveling together.

But Xing Dao didn't want to waste his energy to get entangled with Luo Qinghan.

On the one hand, this place is Qingqiu, and on the other hand, they are both Daxuan people, and there is no hatred between the two.

He said this just to avoid unnecessary disputes.

Luo Qinghan's face gradually became solemn, and there was even more doubt in his eyes.

Luo Qinghan didn't know who the Lord was.

But at least in Daxuan, she also knew that the status of the "Lord" was far higher than the Five Elements Sect, Lingxue Pavilion and Baiyun Temple.

After all, it was the Lord who brought the words of "supporting Dayan".

Just such a light word can make his master who disagreed with this move stop talking.

Now it seems that the so-called gathering is really a bit ridiculous.

But no matter what, the Lord who can make his master give in and several Seven Realms listen to his words is not an existence that he can provoke.

Of course, the premise is not to violate Luo Qinghan's own interests.

But who is Feng Xinling?

But when she felt the aura emanating from the bell, a hint of enlightenment and sudden realization appeared in her eyes.

That was the breath of the person who suddenly appeared on Lu's Linlang Island.

At that time, she thought that person was dead, but she never thought that he fell into Ye Wuyou's hands?

Even though Luo Qinghan knew that Ye Wuyou practiced the art of devouring human souls, what was the point of keeping such a scourge?

She slightly side-glanced and looked at Ye Wuyou, but spoke in a clear voice.

"Ye Wuyou, give him the Wind Soul."

Her footsteps suddenly stopped.

The distance between the two was less than fifty steps.

But Ye Wuyou did not move forward.

He just looked at Luo Qinghan like this, and then shook his head.

Luo Qinghan frowned, with confusion in his eyes.

"Why not?" she asked.

The response came crisply.

"I can't give it."

Luo Qinghan was stunned at first, and then his voice was slightly annoyed.

"Why?"

Luo Qinghan did not lose his mind.

Therefore, she didn't understand.

It was just a soul.

If Ye Wuyou had devoured it earlier, it would be fine, but it was still on his body.

In Luo Qinghan's perspective, the only purpose of Ye Wuyou's soul was to devour and absorb it for the magic he practiced.

The current perspective was the same.

In front of him was the ill-intentioned Lingxue Pavilion Master of the Seventh Realm, and behind him was the mysterious Lord, who wanted only a useless soul.

Luo Qinghan was conceited, but there was no need to be an enemy.

Luo Qinghan knew clearly what was important.

She looked further.

Now that they had arrived in Qingqiu, they could hand over Feng Xinling's soul to him, and they would have another ally in the Seventh Realm on this trip.

In this way, the pressure on their group would be reduced, and the predicament of Dayan might be resolved at once.

This should be the most rational and cost-effective approach.

Ye Wuyou was silent, and Luo Qinghan spoke again to comfort him.

"Ye Wuyou, it's just a broken soul, what's the pity? At most, I can find a few souls for you in the future."

Luo Qinghan said, not noticing the slight change in someone's expression beside him.

A broken soul...

Lu Caiwei knew that she was not good at speaking, and she had no way to interrupt the conversation between the two. She just listened silently without saying a word.

But now, her eyes were slightly lowered, hiding the complex expression in them.

She knew that Luo Qinghan had no ill intentions, but many words in the world were always said by the listener without intention.

There seemed to be a sneer in her heart, filled with disdain and self-deprecation.

"Tsk, a broken soul..."

Why is Ye Wuyou unwilling?

Feng Xin felt the scene around him, but he didn't feel nervous at all. Instead, he smiled softly.

"Boy, that little girl is actually right. Why don't you hand me over?"

Ye Wuyou didn't reply.

Feng Xinxin paused for a moment, then spoke in a profound tone.

"Damn it, I didn't expect you to be so loyal. Don't I, the leader of the alliance, not want to see you having a conflict with that beauty? How about I sacrifice myself?"

Ye Wuyou looked calm and responded calmly in his heart.

"Feng Xinxin, why do you need to test like this?"

After being exposed, Feng Xinxin's eyes narrowed, and then he just chuckled.

"I just want to see if your kid will really be stupid and hand me over. Otherwise, this alliance leader can only prepare for the worst. Looking at it now... maybe it's okay."

"I'm very sad when you say that. How could I, Ye Wuyou, betray my friends?" Ye Wuyou responded calmly.

"Am I?" Feng Xinxin asked in surprise.

"Isn't it?" Ye Wuyou asked.

hehe.

The two understood each other tacitly, but did not speak to each other.

Of course Ye Wuyou would not hand over Feng Xinxin.

Not because of loyalty or anything else.

This guy knows too many secrets about him.

This is indeed the case.

Feng Xinxin had already made plans. If Ye Wuyou was really that stupid to hand him over to the other party, then he would directly expose the news that Ye Wuyou had a sacred tree in his body.

Sacred tree...

If this alliance leader doesn't end well, then you, Ye Wuyou, can't even hope to survive.

But right now, I don’t have so many worries.

"Boy, have you figured out how to run away? This alliance leader can..."

Feng Xinxin asked in his heart, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by himself.

The former Seven Realm Soul smiled and sighed slightly in his heart.

I am confused.

How did he end up in this situation?

Ye Wuyou's cultivation was worse back then than it is now, but he still never retreated even a step.

With him in front, how could this kid run away?

Ye Wuyou said nothing, Luo Qinghan had confusion in his eyes, and Lu Caiwei lowered her eyes slightly, but she never relaxed her sword in her hand.

Xingdao looked calmly in front of him. He didn't care at all about the conversation between Luo Qinghan and Ye Wuyou.

He just looked indifferently at Ye Wuyou in front of him and gently raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand, a ray of energy condensed.

"Have you thought about it clearly?" He said in an indifferent tone.

Ye Wuyou nodded and said.

"You tried to kill me earlier."

oh?

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared in Xingdao's eyes.

He had no words, but the meaning in his eyes was as if he wanted to say more.

so what?

Ye Wuyou raised the knife in his hand, grinned and smiled.

"That's why I want to chop you to death."