The corner of Hua Baoyue's mouth curled up, and she looked at him with a half-smile: "Little brat, are you sure you can defeat that guy just by relying on your ability?" He Shouwu lowered his head guiltily, but curled his lips.
"However, if I had come earlier, that guy Bai Zimo wouldn't have to die..." As soon as he said this, his body suddenly flew into the air. It turned out that he had been caught by Yi Zichen, and he said in a trembling voice: "Doctor He, Xiao,
You...can you save him?" He Shouwu yelled: "Hey, stinky girl, you...ahem, put me down first, ahem, I'm going to be strangled to death by you..." Yi Zichen then
He realized that he had grabbed him by the collar. He quickly let go and let him go: "You have a way, right? Right?" He Shouwu sighed: "His body has been blown to pieces. Resurrection is
It's impossible, but I can gather his soul and let you see him. His soul was also blown apart by the explosion just now. If he doesn't cast a spell to gather them together, he will really be gone.
"It is impossible to reincarnate again." Yi Zichen was startled. Although she was very disappointed when He Shouwu said that he could not be resurrected, she really wanted to see him, and even seeing his soul would be good...
...hurriedly said: "Then you cast the spell quickly." He Shouwu nodded and said: "Fortunately you set up this barrier to prevent his soul from escaping. Otherwise, the real immortal will come, so that's it."
There's nothing we can do." His little body jumped up and down, making some strange gestures from time to time, turning around in a large circle in the barrier, then clasping his hands, mumbling something in his mouth, and following his chanting, countless dots
The fragments of white light gathered together, as if they could not withstand the pull of the wind, and kept drifting and gathering, gradually forming a human shape... He Shouwu's face turned red, and he obviously tried his best. Finally, those white lights condensed together, and the white shadows
Gradually settling down, his figure gradually became clearer. Looking at his plain white figure, Yi Zichen finally couldn't help but shed tears. He threw himself over and shouted: "Zimo!" That figure was exactly that.
Bai Zimo, the expression on his face was both sad and happy.