Chapter 2985

The temperament is totally different.

Sometimes a face is not the most important, but temperament is absolutely important.

Temperament is unique, just like label.

Ning Shu looked at little Luobu head kindly. "I really look good."

Little Luobu choked for a while and didn't know how to answer.

Ning Shu waved to him, "take the cake, I won't eat it."

Take up the black bone umbrella, Ning Shu is going to leave the broken temple.

"It's so dark now. Do you want to go? Don't go until after dawn." Little Luobu hurriedly stopped Ning Shu. It was so dark that he was sure to encounter some danger.

Ning Shu opened his umbrella and turned around and said, "no one can leave without me."

Ning Shu walked out of the temple, did not walk a few steps, stopped, said lightly: "sneak up to now, still do not come out."

A dark shadow appeared. Wearing a coir raincoat, he raised a bright sword and cut it towards Ning Shu.

Ningshu stands still and attacks his sea of consciousness directly with his mental power.

The shadow suddenly made a sound. The sword was on the ground, covering his head. It was very painful.

"What did you do to me?" He was terrified.

Rather than walk on the ground in suspension, I don't want to avoid splashing mud and water on myself.

Walking in front of him, "it's you who tell me why to kill those people inside, or I'll search for souls directly. Soul searching is very painful."

"Well, even if you kill me, I won't say anything."

Ning Shu attacks his mental ball again. The people in coir raincoat roll on the ground in pain, rolling all over the mud.

Ning Shu felt the power of complex soul from this man. If this happens, it means that this man is drinking soul liquid.

So Ning Shu fought with him.

"I will never tell you." This person is estimated to be in great pain, and he doesn't want to expose the secret. He actually killed himself, patted his head, and cut off his life.

Ning Shu:

Is it stupid?

"Did you hear anything?"

"I heard it, too. It's like there's a ghost. Someone will call again."

Some people in the temple woke up, heard the movement in the forest, hugged and shivered together.

I'm worried about the little Luobu head of cake. The fairy went out just now. It's not an accident.

Little luobutou wanted to go out and have a look, but she was pulled by others, so she gave up.

Since it's a fairy, its strength should not be weak. It should be OK.

Before he became a fairy, he could not defeat the demons and ghosts at all. Ning Shu watched the soul of this man float out of his body. His soul was smoking black smoke, which was obviously a polluted soul.

Now, not everyone is willing to be tempered. It's also a reasonable attitude not to accept it.

When you are refining soul liquid, you will certainly be unwilling to hate and curse.

This will increase the negative things of the soul, but the physical purification method can't really completely purify the soul at all.

That is to say, getting soul liquid now is a business at a loss, and it will make you easily fall into a state of being possessed by fire.

It's the same as Li Er's absorption of soul stone.

This person's soul floats out of the soul, and wants to escape with the soul. At that time, he will not take away the individual again, even if he is in the state of soul, he can live.

He even smiled at Ning Shu with pride. He bullied Ning Shu and couldn't see his soul. But then he couldn't laugh. He found that his soul couldn't move.

And the woman in front of him stares straight at him, "say, where is your base camp."

Ning Shu said that he was very excited because there was soul liquid. Although the soul liquid was seriously polluted, don't waste it.

It's her fault to scold the thief before. Now she's going to send something to her.

This man is supposed to kill people, then arrest the soul and refine the soul liquid.

"I don't know." Men are still tough.

Ning Shu raises eyebrows. She doesn't think she is in a state of soul. She has no way to deal with him?

Sometimes the state of soul will be more painful. Feel the pain of self soul tearing.

Ningshu directly opens the state of soul searching. When soul searching, what the whole person has experienced and what secrets are completely displayed in front of Ningshu.

The only thing that's a little unclear is that even this person doesn't know where his base camp is.

Every time I go in and out, there is a black fog around me. I can't see it clearly.

It's a little hard to find.

Ning Shu starts to be excited. It's so secret. It must have a large scale and a lot of soul liquid.

So excited!

Ning Shurang, the soul, takes himself to this place. He is going to destroy the soul liquid device.

Now this kind of activity has turned into underground activity, and the soul has to go to reincarnate the world, and rarely can get the soul.If you want to get the soul, you have to kill.

Even a soul collector has drunk so much soul liquid. That organization must have more soul liquid.

This soul has been tortured to death by Ning Shu. According to Ning Shu, take Ning Shu to the base camp.

This is a black fog shrouded ground, surrounded by poisonous grass, trees are leafless, bare.

When the black fog is thick, I can't see my fingers, and it's poisonous. No ordinary people dare to come here at all.

Even if the cultivators come here, they can't get well.

Ning Shu is invisible directly. Let the soul take him in.

And promise that if you take her in, you can give him a chance to die.

Men sneer at this. Who do you think you are and the chance to die? I don't want to die at all.

Imagine it for yourself.

She was brought here and handed over to competent people. There are many powerful people in the village.

Wipe, people, how can people disappear? Are they swallowed by the poisonous fog? That's kind of me.

"Go on, what are you doing?" Ning Shu was shocked by this soul and couldn't help saying.

The man was scared. Why can't he see her.

Through a thick black fog, the soul is guided by the token on the body, and Ning Shu is right behind him.

After walking for a long time, I was suddenly enlightened. On the side of the black fog, there was a beautiful scenery. There was a huge palace in the Grand Canyon. It seemed that there was a village around the palace.

Some people are still farming, which looks like an ordinary village.

"Zhao Jia, how did you become a soul? Were you killed?" Zhao Jia, a villager in a state of soul, couldn't help being surprised.

Zhao Jia pulled the corners of his mouth, not knowing that the man was still not around him.

"Someone broke in. Go to inform the elder. Hurry up..." Out of his love for his hometown and organization, Zhao Jia shouted out that he planned to sacrifice himself to inform everyone.

As soon as the villagers heard this, their mental outlook suddenly changed. They became extremely fierce. They took out their weapons and looked around on guard.