I’m afraid that the four Zhentian sects will come to recruit you in the future and help you ascend."

"But I advise you not to ascend to the Western Heaven Immortal Realm. You are an ancient demon and an evil obstacle that many Buddhist sects in the Western Heaven are willing to kill. If you ascend to the Western Heaven, given the hatred between the two of us, I will definitely tell others about you.

You are an ancient demon. By then, you will be hunted down by countless true immortal-level Buddhist cultivators, and you will die without a burial place!"

Si Wuxie's tone seemed to be threatening Ning Fan, but Ning Fan could hear a hint of concern.

Is Si Wuxie telling him not to fly to the west...

Does this woman actually care about him in her heart...

Ning Fan also knew that the Western Heaven Buddhist Sect had an undying feud with the Ancient Demon, and even if he ascended, he would definitely not ascend to the Western Heaven.

"Thanks..."

"Why are you thanking me? I don't care about your life or death at all." Si Wuxie said firmly and turned away.

"You were waiting for me in Nanhai today just to tell me this? Speaking of which, how did you find me..." Ning Fan asked.

"The entire Yue Kingdom knows that Marquis Suyi has gone to Nanzhanhai to cross the tribulation. Is it difficult for me to know your whereabouts? As for looking for you this time, there is something I want to discuss with you... First of all, I am very grateful to you for asking.

I returned to my three souls..." Si Wuxie said thank you, obviously a little reluctant.

"I not only found three souls, but also seven souls..." Ning Fan looked at Si Wuxie quietly and smiled.

"Seven souls will never belong to you!" Si Wuxie raised his eyebrows slightly and glared at Ning Fan with a cold look on his pretty face. Then he said, "No matter what grudges we had in the past and this life, it doesn't matter now...

We no longer owe each other..."

"Really..." Ning Fan sighed. It seemed that getting Si Wuxie to accept him again did not happen overnight.

"I came to you to tell you. I sensed that Mu Weiliang's body will wake up in more than twenty years. Before that, you must 'return' the three souls and seven souls to her... so that the soul

Return..." Si Wuxie lowered his eyelids, hiding his reluctance.

She has seven souls, while Zhihe and other girls have three souls.

If her soul returns to its original place, she, Zhihe and other women will be wiped out from the world...

If the soul does not return, even if Mu Weiliang is resurrected, it will only be a body without a soul...

She was reluctant to die, and no one was willing to die. It was her mission as the seventh soul to return Mu Weiliang's soul.

"So you sensed that Wei Liang was about to wake up... You came to me, presumably because you wanted to talk about returning Wei Liang's soul. Unfortunately, I have no idea of ​​returning her soul."

"What! You're not going to let her soul return! Do you know how long her soul has been floating away! Do you know how much she wants to open her eyes. Look at that damn butterfly! She misses you so much, but you don't want her to come back!

"Si Wuxie's pretty face was cold and angry.

"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that I don't want to give up... To me, whether it's Zhihe, Mu Xiaoliang or Mu Xiaohuan, they are all slightly cool. And you, Si Wuxie, are also slightly cool... You are all her

, if she comes back to life, your existence will be erased... This must not be Wei Liang's wish."

"Twenty years later, she will use the power of the Seven Treasures Relics to create a fake soul, wake up, and resurrect. She does not have a real soul, so she may not be considered a real living person, but one day, I will find a way.

On the premise of hurting you, Zhihe, Xiaoliang, and Xiaohuan, I will truly resurrect Weiliang!"

"I said I promised her a life free of disputes, and I will definitely allow her a peaceful life in this life!"

After listening to Ning Fan's words, Si Wuxie's anger gradually disappeared, and a complex emotion gradually rose in her heart.

It turns out that Ning Fan not only cares about Mu Weiliang, but also cares about them as three souls and seven souls...

She recalled the scene when Ning Fan gave her the Infant Transformation Pill and let her go... her cold heart gradually melted.

"Okay! You are the butterfly she is waiting for. If you don't resurrect your soul for her, then you won't do it. Anyway, I don't want to be wiped out of existence. But remember what you said, one day I must condense a true soul for her.

, Otherwise, I will never let you go!"

"You have found all three souls. There is no point in my clone staying in the lower world. Now you will return to the West Heaven Immortal Realm. In another fifty years, the sealed door of the ancient heaven will be reopened. At that time, I will send a broken body.

The true soul clone in the virtual realm comes to find you."

Si Wuxie's words made Ning Fan slightly startled, "Fifty years later, why are you looking for me?"

"There is an immortal tree in the ancient heaven, which can help the monks who have lost their souls to reunite their souls... Fifty years later, I will take you to find the immortal tree to condense the soul of Mu Weiliang..."

After thinking about Wuxie's words, he kneaded the secrets with his bare hands and cast a spell called the Body Shattering Technique, which can cause the clone to break apart and return to the original body with the clone's memory.

She wants to return to the West...

"We will meet again in fifty years, right, Sisi?" Ning Fan raised the corner of his mouth, suddenly took a step forward, took Si Wuxie into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Let go! Don't touch me! Shameless! Shameless!" Si Wuxie's face was as cold as frost. She didn't want to be hugged by Ning Fan, but she couldn't bear to break away from Ning Fan's arms. She just cursed in a low voice.

"I won't let go, and you can't even think of escaping. I'm your disaster, and you can't escape in this life..."

In Ning Fan's smile, Si Wuxie's figure gradually faded, and his clones shattered into wisps of starlight, floating towards the four heavens.

On the bank of the holy pool of Kunlun Yaochi in the West, a woman in white with a veil on her face sat peacefully on the bluestone beside the pool.

Suddenly, wisps of starlight flew past and disappeared into the woman's body.

The woman closed her eyes complicatedly and sighed softly, "Are you my disaster..."

"Holy girl, what are you talking about? What calamity? Could it be that the great calamity of your Shekong realm is approaching? That is not a trivial matter!" A maid asked with concern.
Chapter completed!