Zhou Han holds the bowl up and makes a finger of the incomplete soul soldier touch the liquid in the bowl.

After a while, the shadow of the little girl floating on the bowl disappeared immediately. There was only cyan liquid left in the bowl, and the colorful light was gone.

Zhou Han knows that this tear will has entered the mind of the disabled soul soldier along the fingers of the disabled soul soldier. Zhou Han puts down his bowl and watches the movement of the incomplete soul soldier.

Since Zhou Han didn't do any tricks on the disabled soul soldiers, he did not use his mental strength to sense the internal reaction of the disabled soul soldiers. He waited quietly.

Before long, the incomplete soul soldier moved. Due to the lack of a leg and an arm, the balance was very poor. The incomplete soul soldier moved once and fell to the ground.

"There seems to be something missing." The incomplete soul soldier made a confused voice, but this was obviously the result of the tear will. She just replaced the spiritual trace left in the mind of the disabled soul soldier by jiuyoupo. She was eager to control the incomplete soul soldier, but because the incomplete soul soldier had no arms and legs and could not balance, she fell down.

It is also possible that the tear will is still unfamiliar to control the incomplete soul soldiers.

Then, the disabled soul soldier slowly got up on the ground, shaking to stand up, but soon fell down again. The incomplete soul soldier tried several times, and finally stood like a clock, just like before, and did not move. It is estimated that the tears will gradually become skilled in the control, and the palm control has reached the balance.

"Well, it seems that there are two things missing from this thing. The balance is not easy to control." Tears will to Zhou Han said.

"I can't mend this for the time being. When I find the material, I'll fix it for you." Zhou Han said that although there is still no breath in front of the incomplete soul soldier, it has the control of the tear will, which can be regarded as a living creature. But the soul soldier speaking, cough, sounds so creepy!

After all, soul soldiers are made by the souls of the dead. They are awe inspiring without any vitality. If they speak again, especially at night, they can be regarded as fierce ghosts.

"Well, I'm going to eat now." Tears will control the soul soldier to Zhou Han, it seems to understand that it is very difficult to have a place to live. If it is complete or incomplete, it will not matter for the time being. Let's eat something first.

"So soon?" Zhou Han a Leng, casually grabbed a large number of miraculous medicine handed in the past, "you slowly eat it, finish eating, I will give you."

"Well!" Tears will control soul soldiers to grasp the elixir, very happy.

There is no facial features on the face of the incomplete soul soldier, but the tears will control the hand of the disabled soul soldier and put the elixir on his face. Just listen to click, one of the miraculous medicines is missing, and it seems to be extraordinarily penetrating.

"My name is Zhou Han. How can I address you in the future?" Zhou Han frowned bitterly. The way the soul soldier ate food, NIMA was really terrible.

"Call it what you want." Tears will control the soul soldier is another, click, another small piece of elixir is gone.

"I'll call you after that..." Zhou Han was stunned. He was not good at it.

"Sacrifice, do you have any good name to suggest?" Zhou Han asked.

"Since it's the tears from Qinglong, and now it lives on the soul soldiers, it's called tear soul." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"The soul of tears?" Zhou Han a Leng, "how does this name sound so awkward?"

"If you're not satisfied, make it yourself." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Tear soul, tear soul." Zhou Han immediately said to the incomplete soul soldier who was eating: "after that, I will call you the soul of tears."

"Well!" The soul of tears, eh, continued to gnaw the elixir.

When Zhou Hanzheng was about to turn his attention to the bowl, he suddenly saw that the soul of tears had eaten a third of a miraculous medicine, which had not stopped.

Isn't it said that a common elixir can make the soul of tears eat for a week? And this miraculous medicine is of high grade. It is worth hundreds of ordinary miracles. The soul of tears has eaten a third of it. Isn't it full yet?

"Sacrifice to the spirit, what's going on?" Zhou Han quickly questioned in his mind.

"You can see the fragmentary parts of the incomplete soul soldier." Sacrifice to the spirit.

Zhou Han immediately lifted up the black robe on the incomplete soul soldier's body, and his expression immediately froze.

The broken place of the soul soldier has a slow protuberance. Although the protrusion is very subtle, what does it mean.

It means that the soul of tears can take a miraculous medicine to repair the incomplete body independently. Voneyma, this is too much.

Zhou Han Gang still said to the tears soul that he would mend his body after he found the material. Now, he could repair himself by taking a miraculous medicine.

Tears soul this snack goods did not pay attention to the details of the body, still happily gnawing the elixir.

"Haha, good, if the tear soul can repair the body, we will have a helper whose strength is equivalent to the sixth section of true Qi state." Zhou Han was in a good mood.

"Don't be happy too early. If you let the soul of tears gnaw down like this, your elixir is far from enough." Sacrifice to the spirit."It's OK. As long as you can repair the incomplete soul soldiers, no matter how many miraculous drugs you have." Zhou Han didn't care.

"Sacrifice to the spirit, now that the tears in this bowl have no will, will there be no rejection reaction?" Zhou Han picked up the bowl again and was ready to drink it.

"No rejection, how do you test it?" Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Do you mean that this bowl of diluted tears is no longer useful?"

"I didn't say that." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"What do you mean..."

"In this bowl of diluted tears, the will of the green dragon in it is gone, but the exclusion produced by the tears itself is still there." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, you see, as soon as I was happy, I forgot this stubble." Zhou Han wakes up after a reminder of the sacrifice and a pat on the forehead.

Will is the biggest rejection reaction. Since this will exclusion is gone, then Wait, there seems to be another thing wrong.

"Sacrifice to the spirit, this single tear will become essence, then the remaining tears in this bottle, their will has become essence?" Zhou Han quickly asked, if all this is the case, then even if Zhou Han tests out the exclusive characteristics of tears, but when he wants to coagulate the demon body, if there is still the will of Chengjing to resist, what should be done then?

"So many tears, you gather together, this has gathered a strong stream of will, must become fine together. You separate a tear out of it, and only a little will out of this stream of will. " Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Then when I coagulate the demon body, will these wills also resist?" Zhou Han asked.

"It's very simple. Then you can put all these wills on the incomplete soul soldier." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Won't they clash?"

"Originally, they come from a strong will. If you separate them and combine them, there will be no impact at all. Unless they are mixed with the will of other monsters, there will be conflicts." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Well, I see." Zhou Han nodded his head, and he solved the biggest risk from exclusion. When the demon body was coagulated in the future, he would drain the will from the remaining tears to the spirit of tears.

Zhou Han no longer has any hesitation, the bowl of blue liquid to his mouth, a drink clean.

As soon as the liquid goes into the stomach, it has no strange feeling like drinking a bowl of ordinary cold boiled water. Zhou Han waited for a long time, but he didn't have any reaction. He just felt a little sleepy.

Maybe it's because I practiced making the apprentice talisman first, and then I spent too much energy exploring the seal of the array map inside the animal skin, which consumed too much energy, so I was a little sleepy.

Zhou Han waited for a while, but there was no response. He felt sleepy again.

Zhou Han yawned several times in succession, and his eyelids began to fight, but his body still didn't have any reaction. Could it be that the tears didn't have any rejection reaction for Zhou Han's body?

"Sacrifice, why don't I feel any exclusiveness?" Zhou Han yawned and fell asleep.

"Don't you already feel it?" Sacrifice to the spirit.

"I feel it already?" Zhou Han a Leng, immediately is surprised way, "is my sleepiness, is the rejection reaction?"

"Everyone's constitution is different, so the rejection reaction is different. If you fall asleep, who knows when you will wake up. " Sacrifice spirit way, "you can't sleep, once you fall asleep, maybe you're finished."

"But I'm really sleepy." Zhou Han yawned for days, but he didn't expect that he would suffer from all kinds of pain, such as being gnawed by ten thousand ants all over his body, or being cut like a knife, or the sharp pain of frying his body in an oil pan. However, Zhou Han did not think that his rejection reaction was actually sleepy.

If this kind of pain, perhaps still can gnaw teeth to insist. This sleepy how to insist on ah, eyelids heavy like pouring lead, the body paralyzed to the extreme, really want to close the eyes, pain happy sleep on ah.

"If you are sleepy, you can sleep. As long as you are asleep, you can not revenge Princess Jianning's revenge. Zhou Liang, the villain, can continue to be free and carefree. There is also the old national master. He continues to wander alone. You don't need to take care of Teng Xiang. You can give it to others if you don't want it." The sacrifice of spirits began to stimulate Zhou Han.

"Crouch NIMA, sacrifice, can't you say something to encourage me?" Zhou Han immediately scolded, although exhausted to the extreme, he really did not want to insist on for a moment, but in the face of the spirit of "bastard words", Zhou Han's heart ran up with anger.

Zhou Han's life is not his own. He wants to save his life to avenge Princess Jianning and seek justice for his dead father. He can't die at all. He can't let go of all this.

"Can't you hold on? This is just the beginning. " Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Who says I can't hold on, I can, you see." Zhou Han takes out the meteorite tip gun, the gun point stabs into the thigh skin, the thigh pain spreads, Zhou Han uses the pain to resist the fatigue from the body and mind.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!