Ye Shaohao said leisurely: "If I can deal with Chu Jingtian, then with my cultivation level, I will naturally not take you seriously. What does it matter whether you are a mere soul or not?"
"What if it can't be solved?" He Jianhua thought of the possibility.
Ye Shaohao smiled half-heartedly: "I'm sorry, you can only die with me."
He Jianhua was completely exhausted, with a pleading look on his face: "Senior Brother Ye, is there no other way?"
"This is the only one I feel most at ease with."
He Jianhua's whole body trembled, and he was about to cry without tears. He thought that he was really unlucky, and he was just a greedy person. He followed him to take a look, but he ended up in a situation where his life and soul were not saved.
God, how cruel you are!
Looking up at the sky, the sky was speechless. He Jianhua then gradually turned his gaze to Ye Shaohao, and found the trace of cruelty in Ye Shaohao's eyes. He couldn't help but shudder, and he didn't dare to neglect, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I'll give it, I'll do it."
Give!"
Ye Shaohao smiled: "I like straightforward people."
He Jianhua almost cursed him. He had hundreds of Linggang needles in his body. His leg was even more seriously injured and he couldn't run. And under the threat of the opponent's magical needles, he would die if he didn't do it. Could he not be more decisive?
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It was said that it was straightforward, but He Jianhua was procrastinating. He had been brewing for a long time, but he just couldn't bring out his original soul.
Ye Shaohao became impatient and shouted: "He Jianhua, don't challenge my patience!"
He Jianhua did not dare to neglect, and used all his spiritual power to gradually force the natal soul in the soul out of his body.
He saw a purple light floating out from his heavenly spirit, swaying in the wind.
It was a flame-like thing, but there was no open flame. It was wrapped into the size of a little finger, but only three inches long.
"Here you go!" He Jianhua flipped his hand and slapped Ye Shaohao with his natal soul. After completing this action, he became weak and his face became paler. Sweat soaked his whole body and even his clothes were wet.
Ye Shaohao moved his hand and grabbed the purple light in his hand. A warm feeling came from his palm, but nothing else was special.
Nodding with satisfaction, Ye Shaohao moved slowly in his hands, grabbed the purple light and patted it on his head, then patted it into his body, blending it with his soul.
His whole body was shaken, the entire procedure was completed, and Ye Shaohao's eyes regained clarity.
From then on, he was He Jianhua's master. With this trace of his natal soul in hand, He Jianhua would definitely not dare to disobey his words, unless the other party was willing to die with him.
But no matter how you look at it, He Jianhua is not that kind of person.
Looking at He Jianhua lying on the ground, Ye Shaohao said nothing, picked up the barrel of the magic needle, and took back all the magic needles that had been shot out, including the hundreds of needles on He Jianhua's body.
As soon as the magic needle left the body, the spiritual power in He Jianhua's body moved freely. He got up from the ground and looked at Ye Shaohao with a complicated expression, feeling very uncomfortable.
Ye Shaohao, who was regarded as trash in the past and allowed to be bullied by him, suddenly became his master. You can imagine the huge emotional gap!
Standing there, with the forest wind blowing, He Jianhua's body trembled, and he didn't know what to say.
Ye Shaohao looked at his embarrassed appearance, frowned, and said: "Recuperate for a day or two, and when your body gets better, go see Chu Jingtian. With your intelligence, I think you know how to deal with that guy without me teaching you.
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He Jianhua nodded silently and looked at Li Tao's body on the ground.
Ye Shaohao understood and said, "You should come up with some excuses to deal with Li Tao's matter. As for the tracking charm, I will bury his body later and the charm will naturally dissolve."
He Jianhua nodded again, and finally said smugly: "Do you have any other instructions?"
Ye Shaohao thought for a moment and said: "No, you can go."
He Jianhua held on to his weak body and walked step by step towards the inside and outside of the forest. He was high-spirited when he came, but when he left he felt so lonely and sad!
After He Jianhua left, Ye Shaohao opened a big hole in the ground and buried He Jianhua.
Walking on the flat ground, except for the fact that the soil is moist and fresh, no one would know that another martial artist was buried underneath after a few days.
This is the case in the Phantom Continent. The way of martial arts has many fates. No one knows where he will die tomorrow. Even those mortals, no one knows whether a ferocious beast will break into the peaceful world one day and trample on it.
Human lives; or martial arts forces fighting in the mortal world, causing disaster to innocent people!
Life, in front of the way of heaven, is so insignificant!
Ye Shaohao looked at the place where Li Tao's body was buried under his feet and sighed: "The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs! Li Tao, don't blame me. In fact, your fate and mine are not in your hands, right?"
The forest was silent, the breeze blew by, blowing up the rustling leaves, and a few withered yellow leaves fell to the renovated land, gradually covering the burial place.
Suddenly, a clear and clear voice sounded nearby: "What a 'Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs'!
Ye Shaohao was shocked and jumped up. There was someone else here?!