The Emperor of Heaven was suffocated, somewhat sarcastic, and laughed: "What did Holy Lord Wu Xiang say? We in Heaven and the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan have always been in the same spirit, both prospering and losing. It's - it's an alliance. Yes.

Yes, Holy Lord Wuxiang once lost his soul, but he relied on his own efforts to repair his soul and came back again. I don’t know that this time..."

Hua Wuxiang said calmly: "Didn't I stand in front of His Majesty properly this time?"

He smiled, as if he was deliberately misinterpreting the Emperor's meaning.

He looks as gentle and elegant as a jade tree, but he has a calm and overwhelming demeanor that makes everyone who sees him feel awe-inspiring.

Di Shiyin's eyes were fixed on him. He took a breath and suppressed his turbulent emotions: "Conditions?"

Hua Wuxiang raised an eyebrow: "What?"

"The conditions for Holy Lord Wuxiang to be willing to weave souls again -" Di Shiyin said briefly: "I will agree to any conditions as long as I can save her!"

"That's it-"

Hua Wuxiang touched her nose again, as if thinking: "It's not easy to win the emperor's words! Well, what conditions can I put forward?"

Ye Xuanji rubbed her eyebrows. After her husband was reborn, she was very good at taking advantage of others -

"Wuxiang——" she called him and looked at him with a half-smile.

Hua Wuxiang immediately raised his hands and surrendered: "Okay, my little Xuanji is also begging for you. Seeing that you are also infatuated, let's not mention the conditions for now. Just think that you owe me a favor first, and wait.

I'll talk about it when I think about it. I can teach you the art of weaving souls, but this art of weaving souls will make the soul being weaved very painful, like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. It also requires that soul to have a strong desire to survive - "

At that time, his desire to survive was unusually strong, and he was obsessed with wanting to come back——

Di Shiyin's body shook violently. These two conditions——

His feathers have already suffered enough pain, how could he bear to let her taste the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives again?!

What's more, Luo Qingyu was defeated in a situation of complete despair. She had no desire to survive at all——

His face turned pale, and these successive blows made him almost unable to hold on, not to mention that he was seriously injured in the first place, and he relied on his breath to support himself. At this moment, hearing what Hua Wuxiang said, the little hope that had just surged up was declared again

Destroyed!

He stood there with a pale face and was about to collapse. Ye Xuanji couldn't bear to see it. Seeing the current Emperor Shiyin, she remembered herself back then——

She coughed: "Emperor, actually, even if you don't weave souls, there may be other ways. When Wuxiang's soul was gone, I met a Qingqiu medical fairy Hua Baoyue in modern times. He said at that time that he could gather

Mortal souls come back to life...maybe he can find a way? No matter what, things may not be irreversible. You must live to have hope-"

Her words were like a shot in the arm for Di Shiyin: "Hua Baoyue? Who is he? Where is he now?"

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will try his best to fight for it!

However, his mother's clan is the Qingqiu Fox clan, so why haven't we heard of this Hua Baoyue?

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