"I wonder what Senior Mingshu wants?" Ye Xiyue asked.
Ming Shu's lips moved, and he subconsciously wanted to look in the direction of Xue Chen. He just turned his neck, and then he forced himself to endure it.
He swallowed his saliva and asked with some uncertainty: "Goddess Baili, does the iron lock you mentioned... really have such an effect?"
Ye Xiyue's lips curved slightly: "Whether you have it or not, you will know once you try it. It depends on whether Senior Mingshu can trust me."
Mingshu said quickly: "Of course I can trust the Baili Goddess. After all, it was Shenfengya who first extended a helping hand to us. We are deeply grateful. If you have any instructions, I will not hesitate to say anything.
I'm just, I'm just a little worried, wondering if the soul body of the sect master is still there."
This is the most critical issue.
If a person is completely dead, nothing can be found.
Since those people's target is the alien spirit root, after taking the leader of the Mingjian Sect away, there seems to be no reason to keep him.
Yao Songbai stroked his beard and advised: "Although the hope is slim, it is always necessary to give it a try. Otherwise, do you have any other better ways?"
He asked while scanning the crowd.
No one answered, they all looked at Ming Shu in tacit understanding.
Mingshu's throat felt dry as he noticed the countless pairs of eyes falling on him.
He knew he had no second option.
"good."
Ming Shu suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, raised his feet and stepped forward,
"Then... I'll trouble Baili Goddess."
Ye Xiyue raised her eyes and gave him a polite and reassuring smile: "It's not troublesome. As long as we can find someone, everything else doesn't matter."
Under the gaze of everyone, Ming Shu felt as if there was an invisible heavy pressure on his body, making his chest feel tight.
Ye Xiyue raised her hand, and the iron lock lay quietly in her palm.
At first glance, it looks like an ordinary iron lock.
"Senior Mingshu, just drop some blood on it." Ye Xiyue said.
Ming Shu pursed his lips, took out a dagger, and slashed it towards his fingertips.
However, just when the sharp blade was about to cut his finger, Ye Xiyue suddenly said: "Chief of the Blood Dust Clan."
Mingshu's heart skipped a beat, he immediately stopped and raised his head suddenly!
However, Ye Xiyue was not looking at him, and this sentence was not directed at him.
She turned her head slightly and looked at Xue Chen.
"I forgot to ask, do you agree with this solution and the final result?"
Xuechen's jaw tightened, and there seemed to be waves in his silver eyes, before quickly returning to normal.
He said quietly: "Naturally."
Only then did Ye Xiyue raise the corners of her lips: "That would be perfect."
In this way, it will save you the trouble of having someone stand up and object again.
After she finished speaking, she looked away, only to realize that Ming Shu was stunned on the spot, motionless.
Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows: "Senior Mingshu? You can start."
Ming Shu suddenly came back to his senses. When he raised his eyes, he met those calm and dark eyes like obsidian.
At the moment when they looked at each other, Ming Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he actually had an illusion - these eyes seemed to be able to see through everything!
He quickly looked away, and after calming down his somewhat panicked heartbeat, he finally gritted his teeth and slashed with a dagger!
Bright red and rich blood drops quickly emerged, and then dripped on the iron lock.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.
The three drops of blood merged, and after a short period of silence, an unparalleled pressure suddenly erupted!