The Emperor of Heaven was suffocated and a little embarrassed, and he blew: "What is the Lord Wuxiang saying? Our Heavenly Court and the Dragon and Phoenix Clan have always been in the same spirit, and they all prosper and lose, and they all suffer from loss. It is an alliance.
Then, the Holy Lord Wuxiang was also dispersed, but he relied on his own efforts to repair his soul and return again. I don’t know this time…”
Hua Wuxiang said lightly: "Didn't I stand in front of His Majesty this time?"
He smiled, as if he was deliberately misinterpreting the meaning of Emperor Tian.
He looked as gentle as a jade tree, but he had a calm, overwhelming demeanor, which made everyone who saw him feel awe.
However, Di Shiyin stared at him with his eyes, took a breath, and suppressed his tumbling mood: "Condition?"
Hua Wuxiang raised her eyebrows: "What?"
"The conditions for the Holy Lord Wuxiang to weave the soul again-" Indra said briefly: "As long as she can be saved, I will agree no matter what the conditions are!"
"That's it--"
Hua Wuxiang touched her nose again, as if thinking: "It's really not easy to get the Emperor! Well, what are the conditions I would like to mention?"
Ye Xuanji rubbed his eyebrows. After his husband was reborn, he was very good at taking advantage of the situation.
"Wuxiang-" She called him and looked at him with a smile.
Hua Wuxiang immediately raised her hand to surrender: "Okay, my little Xuanji is also pleading for you. For the sake of your infatuation, I won't mention the conditions for now. Just think that you owe me a favor first, wait
I remember to say it again. I can teach you the soul weaving technique, but this soul weaving technique will make the woven soul very painful, just like a thousand knives, and that soul needs a strong desire to survive—”
At that time, his desire to survive was extremely strong, and his mind was about to come back-
Indra's body shook hard, these two conditions-
His feathers had already suffered enough pain, how could he bear to let her taste the pain like being cut into pieces?!
What's more, Luo Qingyu was rescued in a complete despair, and she had no desire to survive at all.
His face turned pale, and the continuous blows made him almost unable to support it. What's more, he was seriously injured and supported it all with one breath. At this moment, hearing Hua Wuxiang's words, a little hope that had just risen was announced again
Damn!
He stood there and his face was pale and shaking. Ye Xuanji couldn't bear to see it. When he saw Di Shiyin now, he remembered himself back then—
She coughed: "Emperor, in fact, even if you don't weave your soul, there may be other ways. Wuxiang was so angry that I met a Qingqiu Medical Fairy Hua Hu Yue in modern times. He said that he could gather at that time.
The soul of a mortal is resurrected... Maybe he can have a way? No matter what, things may not be irreversible. You must survive to have hope-"
Her words were like giving Indra’s heart-enhancing agent: “Hua Baoyue? Who is he? Where is now?”
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will do his best to strive for it!
However, his mother tribe is the Qingqiu Fox tribe, why haven’t I heard of this flower holding the moon?