Shen Muxu helped Ye Lige back to the room, then gently put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then left the room.
Ye Lige was lying on the bed, feeling an indescribable melancholy in her heart. Her mood was a bit complicated now and she didn't know what to do. However, one thing was certain, Zhang Cheng would get the punishment he deserved.
Ye Lige lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
In the end, Ye Lige decided to do it. Zhang Chengke was much more dangerous than Chen Qing. She couldn't just sit back and ignore him, but what kind of excuse should she find to deal with him?
Suddenly she thought of the magic weapon that her master had left for her. She had learned a few tricks from her master. Although she had not used it, it should be useful. Ye Lige got out of bed after thinking about it.
Ye Lige walked into the study room and picked up the magical instrument placed on the table. The material of the magical instrument was a piece of black jade, covered with runes.
Ye Lige took the magic weapon in his hand, then closed his eyes, and poured his soul power into the magic weapon. Suddenly the magic weapon glowed, wrapping Ye Lige's whole body, and a powerful soul wave moved toward him. Spread around.
Soon, Ye Lige felt a familiar breath. This was a very special breath. This breath was a unique power.
This kind of power is very pure, like a clear spring flowing in the heart, making people feel very comfortable.
"This is this?" Ye Lige exclaimed, and then she carefully observed the jade. The more she observed, the more she felt that the jade was strange, as if something resonated with her soul.
"It's a soul. This jade actually has a soul." Ye Lige murmured.
She studied the jade carefully and found that jade actually had spirituality. It seemed that after being fused with it, it would have a soul. This was amazing.
Ye Lige secretly thought that it would be great if he could fuse with this piece of jade.
Thinking like this, Ye Lige put the jade away.
"Hey! What's going on?" Suddenly, Ye Lige felt a tremor coming from the jade, and then a soul power poured into her mind.
The power of the soul, this was the last impression in Ye Lige's memory. When she opened her eyes, she had already returned to the room.
Ye Lige saw her soul appearing in a strange space. Looking at the surrounding scene, she felt a little confused.
"Where is this? Is this my past memory?" Ye Lige murmured.
Ye Lige's memory was blank, and everything was inferred based on her previous experiences.
She looked around, and an ancient palace stood in front of her. This palace was different from ordinary buildings. This palace was made of metal and looked very solid. It was also carved with many complicated patterns, giving people a A mysterious, primitive feeling that seems to contain infinite mysteries.
"Where is this?" Ye Lige looked at the simple building in front of him, his heart full of doubts.
"Disciple." An old and majestic man's voice sounded, and Ye Lige's soul floated in the empty hall, seeming a little ethereal.
"Master."
"You're finally here." The man sighed, as if with a trace of regret and a trace of expectation, he was waiting for her.
Hearing this, Ye Lige had a question in his heart: "Master, didn't you pass away? How could it be..."
"This is just a trace of my regret for my master. I just hope that someone can wake me up." The man's voice continued to sound.
Ye Lige was a little shocked when she heard what the other party said. She never expected that the other party would say this, and now she was the only one who could awaken the other party's residual thoughts, which meant that she was the only one.
"Disciple pays homage to the master!" Ye Lige knelt down respectfully and saluted him.
"Get up quickly, you don't have to be so formal." The man said quickly, and then a gentle force helped Ye Lige stand up.
"Disciple, did you encounter any problem when you woke up the magic weapon I left for you?"
After Ye Lige heard this, she felt bitter in her heart. She didn't know how she should tell the other party about this.
"Master, it's like this. I have encountered some troubles and I don't know how to deal with Zhang Cheng." Ye Lige lowered his head and said slowly.
"Oh, so that's what happened!" The man said with sudden realization after hearing Ye Lige's words.
Ye Lige didn't dare to look up because she was afraid of seeing the disappointed look in his eyes.
"You are my disciple. Why don't you tell me directly when you encounter difficulties? You are my direct disciple. When something happens, I will naturally help you, instead of asking others to help you." The man's voice became a little louder.
angry.
"I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong." Ye Lige apologized quickly.
Seeing Ye Lige's sincere attitude, the man couldn't reprimand her any more. He could only sigh: "You, I really have nothing to do with you. Don't worry, leave this matter to me to solve. I will never let you suffer."
Wronged."
Hearing the man say this, Ye Lige felt warm in his heart.
She knew that although the master was very powerful, he was dead after all and had no body, so he could not have a soul like a living person. Moreover, although his strength was great, he had no body and could not cast any spells or control his body.
, so his strength is far less powerful than Ye Lige, so it is impossible for him to help Ye Lige.
But the master was willing to help him, which made Ye Lige very touched and felt very warm in his heart.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Why are you thanking me? Since you called me Master, I will do my duty to help you." The man said calmly.
Ye Lige nodded, feeling filled with emotion.
"By the way, I wrote that I noticed the aura of Chaos on your body. Did you fight with Chaos?" the man suddenly asked.
"Yes." Ye Lige responded, not sure whether he should say yes, but since the other party could feel the aura of chaos, he must also know how to deal with it.
"Master, that Chaos is with you..."
"Chaos absorbed my evil thoughts," the man said.
"What? You mean... you were swallowed by chaos?!" Ye Lige shouted in surprise.
The man's voice was as calm as water: "Well, my master has indeed been swallowed by chaos."
Ye Lige's face turned pale: "Master, you...why don't you kill him?"
The man smiled and said, "I can't kill him as a teacher."
"Then is he very strong?" Ye Lige asked eagerly. She was very worried about her master, and she was very afraid that her master would fall.
"I was confused and can't beat you, but I think he didn't get much benefit from you." The man's voice was full of sarcasm.
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