Chapter 1170

"Mm-hmm, I see..." Lu jiukui nodded quickly, smiling smartly, "so you're going now? Bon voyage, ha... "

A tailwind?!

Why does this sound so harsh to the ear?!

You qianqu always felt that Lu jiukuo's smile was insincere, but he could not tell what was wrong. He could only nod his head slightly, looked at the emperor's ten directions, and suddenly raised his hand and hit him on the top of his head.

"Poo Hoo..."

A mouthful of blood vomited from you qianqu's mouth. His body was soft enough to go down and gradually lost his breath.

Lu jiuque was staring. Could his soul return to the underworld?

Is there any mistake?!

Isn't this a suicide?

Lu jiuque immediately went over and patted Yue Lingyue's body. He exclaimed, "Hello, how are you doing? Hello... "

He put his fingertip under Yue Lingyue's nose, and he didn't feel breathing.

This is, really dead?!

This guy is not afraid to die like this. His soul will be sucked away by this soul soil.

The emperor looked at Yue Lingyue lying in the same place, motionless, and suddenly remembered the picture when Lu jiuque's soul came to her body

If If Lu jiuque at that time did not grasp this opportunity and moment, would he not meet her?

Inexplicable fear shrouded the heart of emperor Shifang, which made him feel sluggish for a moment.

And this side is sure that you qianqu really left, Lu jiuque immediately stood up, sure enough, a hand to hold the soul soil!

Such a good thing that can cure the wounds of the emperor's ten sides can only be called ghost if Lu jiuque can let it go!

So when the emperor returned to his senses, Lu jiuque had already grasped the soul soil in his palm.

Lu jiuque's action called emperor Shifang's face turned white in an instant. He held Lu jiuque's hand tightly.

"Jiu'er!"

This voice, with a thrill, the strength of the hands, so big that almost let Lu jiuque grin.

Damn, this is the soul of the underworld!

"Damn it! Let go of it

Lu jiukui heard the emperor's ten sides so nervous voice, also scared, did not care about the pain, staring at him: "what's the matter?"

Seeing Lu jiuque as if nothing had happened, the emperor was confused.

He has seen people who steal soul soil and want to use it. Even if their strength is strong, as long as they touch Hunran, they will still be devoured by it in an instant.

Why Jiuer has nothing to do with it?

"You Do you feel uncomfortable with wood? "

Lu jiuque blinked and shook his head: "I'm ok. I'm fine..."

Emperor ten square looks at her innocent expression, Zheng Leng after, some can't laugh and cry.

"Is it really OK?"

"Well."

"This soul soil..."

Lu jiuque immediately hid the soul soil, a pair of protective calf's appearance, solemnly said: "this is mine, I will make good use of it, will not let it eat back, you can rest assured." As long as the emperor Shifang's injury is cured, she will let the soul soil "leave".

As for the soul army and other things, although it sounds very tempting, she does not dare to be interested in those things.

She just wants him to be good

As long as he is good, she will do anything.

Therefore, even if you qianqu said that it was very dangerous to cultivate soul soil, she also wanted to have common sense.

As long as she can keep her heart and keep it from being devoured by desire and greed, she can certainly fulfill her wish!

She believes it!

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