"Ergouzi isn't dead?"

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Su Yuhan subconsciously looked at Ye Chen, surprised and happy, and Wu Lan and others were also full of joy.

At the critical moment, if the ancestor Huangquan took action, they would probably not be able to persevere until Ye Chen returns.

Ye Chen walked to the ancestor with a calm face, checked its body, and sighed: "Although it is not dead, it is almost the same as it is dead."

He found that the consciousness in the ancestor's sea of ​​consciousness was extremely weak and there was a faint tendency to be extinguished, which was obviously a sign of the exhaustion of soul power.

Soul power refers to a person's soul power, which is commonly referred to as consciousness and spirit.

Even the soul power of mortals is different. For example, people can stay in Internet cafes for a few days and nights without sleep, while some people just stay up all night, and the next day they are like dead bodies, and they can't wake up no matter how they call them.

Speaking of which, the ancestor is also quite miserable.

As an old monster in the tribulation period, it is not good to ascend alone, so he insists on taking three thousand beauties to ascend in the daytime. This has never happened in the world of cultivation, and the heavenly tribulation triggered is naturally unimaginable.

The ancestor failed to hold on, and only a wisp of residual soul left to enter the earth. If he took the body in time, he would be able to recover to the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level. As a result, the ancestor was sadly discovering that most of the people on the earth had no spiritual roots.

You asked him to take over a mortal without spiritual roots. After decades, he could still die. Seeing that his soul was about to disappear, the ancestor had no choice but to possess a dog that was crushed to death by a car.

Even so, his soul power was pitifully small. In order to forcibly improve his cultivation, he had to burn the last trace of soul power.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Su Yuhan's smile suddenly closed and asked in confusion: "Ye Chen, what does it mean to not die? It's almost the same as if he was dead?"

"It is Ergouzi's soul power is exhausted and he has fallen into a state of fake death. You can understand that he is now a vegetable, no, to be precise, a vegetable dog!"

Ye Chen frowned and said.

Wu Lan walked out of the car first, and said with red eyes: "Xiaochen, what should I do now? Why don't we take Ergouzi to find a veterinarian?"

veterinary?

Ye Chen was a little amused and laughed at the sound, shook his head and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will find a way to wake Ergouzi up."

The soul power of the ancestor is exhausted.

The only way is to refine the Sun God Pill to help it restore its soul power.

It’s just that this refining the Sun God Pill...

"Ergouzi is a good dog. If... if... if it can't wake up in this life, mom will take care of it." Wu Lan wiped her tears.

Ye Chen was also a little moved.

After all, in his opinion, the old ancestor Huangquan is a cunning old monster who can't get up early without profit. If he really reaches a critical moment, he will first protect himself.

But in fact he saw it wrong.

Ye Chen looked at Su Yuhan: "By the way, before Ergouzi fell into a coma, do you have anything to leave for me?"

When Su Yuhan heard this, her face was a little unnatural. After hesitating, she said: "Ergouzi asked you to burn more young models for it during the Qingming Festival every year..."

Ye Chen: “…”

"Let's go, let's go back."

Shaking his head, he picked up the ancestor and put it in the car, and then called Yang Tian beside him to throw Xue Feng and others into the trunk.

...

Kowloon Bay Villa.

Where Wushuang died, there was a pool of red blood.

His people have long disappeared.

The fragments of the three pieces of the Great Thunder Sound Sword stood quietly on the ground, without any sharpness of the past. This treasure of the Ning family in Jinling is considered to be useless.

Lin Tai, who had broken his arms, had already fainted.

Ye Chen bent down with difficulty and slowly picked up the fragments of the big Leiyin sword on the ground, trying to splice them together again, with a little wetness in his eyes.

"WuShuang...WuShuang..."

"I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"Why are you so stupid? You are also my relative. No matter which of you loses, it will be a blow to me!"

His hands holding the broken sword were trembling slightly, and his mind was filled with the lone and arrogant figure of the young man in white.

Wu Lan covered her mouth and sobbed secretly.

Su Yuhan turned around silently to wipe her tears.

Ye Hai was speechless.

"No!"

"No!"

Ye Chen suddenly clenched his fists and said in a very affirmative tone: "I don't believe you are dead. You are the sword spirit of the Heavenly Emperor. For three thousand years, you and I have never destroyed the world. I don't believe that only three ancient warriors will let you die!"

"I have to see people alive, and I have to see corpses when I die!

His emotions were a little crazy, and he burst out with his spiritual sense and covered everything within a radius of one kilometer, but he found nothing.

Then he walked to the back of the Lamborghini, opened the trunk and lifted Bai Hongyu out.

"Ye Nankuang, what are you...what are you going to do? If you dare to kill me, the Bai family will not let you go!" Bai Hongyu was frightened by his stern gaze.

"ah!"

Ye Chen pressed his palm on his head, urging his spiritual sense to force the soul search technique. After a moment, he threw Bai Hongyu back to the trunk again.

But his expression became more and more gloomy: "The old beggar riding a donkey? Did you take Wushuang's body away?"

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Who is the old beggar?

Why take Wushuang's body away?

A gust of fragrance came.

Su Yuhan hugged him tightly: "I know Wushuang's death makes you very sad, but you still have us..."

"Yes, Xiaochen, the dead are gone." Ye Hai walked over and patted his shoulder, with a serious expression.

Mengmeng little baby pulled his pants and said in a whisper: "Dad, don't cry. When Mengmeng grows up, she avenges Uncle Wushuang and beat all the bad guys to death!"

"I'm fine!"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, walked over and picked Lin Tai up from the ground, and then took everyone back to the villa.

Seeing Lin Tai so miserable, Wu Lan couldn't stop crying: "Xiaochen, let's take Lin Tai to the hospital, he was so seriously injured."

It can be said.

All of them saw Lin Tai's arms cut off by Xue Yuantao. They still couldn't forget that scene until now.

"Mom, no, I can cure him!"

Ye Chen shook his head and put Lin Tai on the bed. He first helped him stop the blood and then sent a lot of spiritual power into his body.

"Lord!"

Half an hour later, Lin Tai woke up from a coma. As soon as he saw Ye Chen, he struggled to get out of bed.

"Don't move!"

Ye Chen hurriedly held him down and said, "You have lost too much blood now and are injured in your vitality. You should not move around. If you have any words, you will say it when you recover."

"Lord, Wushuang is dead!" Lin Tai couldn't help but say.

Ye Chen's face trembled slightly: "I know, by the way, and I'll never see the corpse!"

"No!"

Lin Tai shook his head and said, "I saw with my own eyes that an old beggar took Wushuang's body away..."

Then he told the story.

After hearing this, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "So, Wushuang is not dead? But who is that old beggar? And where is Wanjian Pavilion? Why did the other party ask me to pick up people in three years?"
Chapter completed!