Chapter 98 A scene

"Uncle, is it about that guy outside? Tell me, I can handle it." She looked at Qingzhu Daojun's cautious look, and felt a little funny.

"That's it... that Sima Qingyang is just a substitute. Those gray eyes don't mean the lack of soul... they are still ghost eyes." Qingzhu sighed and took out another crescent pendant.

"This is..." Mu Anan subconsciously pinched the crescent moon hanging around her neck.

"This is the heirloom of my secular family, the soul-raising stone. It can not only greatly improve the monk's cultivation in a short period of time, but also cultivate the soul, just like water is to wood." Qingzhu Daojun paused, "This is a couple, a token of engagement..."

"Uncle Shi, wait for me first." Mu An'an interrupted, "So Sima Qingyang outside is just a ghost who accidentally swallowed Xuanyan's soul? Uncle Shi is Xuanyan himself?"

"It's exactly...after the Yuanshen returned to the throne, I remembered everything." Daoist Qingzhu said, and with a wave of his sleeves, the scene in front of him changed exponentially.

Amidst the ice and snow, a plain-clothed woman was knocked to the ground by a strong gust of wind! Her lips were blue and black, and it was obvious that the cold was invading her body.

Mu An'an looked at it, and knew in her heart that this is the owner of the drop of blood in her body, and also... Xuanyan's fiancée.

The woman climbed to the edge of a blood lotus, took out a short knife, smiled amusedly, raised the knife and dropped it without hesitation.Blood splattered with white snow, but it was covered by fresh snow after a while.

A drop of natal essence blood fell on the petals of the white lotus that had not yet developed spiritual intelligence. The white lotus shook, and then a faint red light came out.

The illusion disappeared.

"That man's comprehension was so eager for success, he went mad, killed his infant siblings and committed suicide in the snow." Qingzhu's voice was very calm, as if this matter was commonplace, Mu Anan stepped forward, and through the The sleeve pinched his arm, and she slightly pursed her lips to show comfort.

Qingzhu shook her head, but didn't break away, "When I saw you the first day, it was like a dream."

Mu Anan walked to the side and sat down, holding the crescent moon, but felt it was hot, so she really found Xuan Yan, but she couldn't complete the task.

The cultivator has a firm heart, but the green bamboo when he lost his memory, he wholeheartedly seeks the way.

[The hero's attack rate reaches 50.00%. 】

The cold voice of the system suddenly sounded.Mu An was relieved, and her memory was only [-]% favorable. It seemed that what Xuan Qing said about cursing the mountain master for Liansheng had another hidden meaning.

"Uncle, what should I do now? Continue to cooperate with that ghost?" She said decadently, completely unaware of the hint of coquettishness in her tone.

Qing Zhu was taken aback, his eyes twitched slightly, "Are you willing to trust Master Uncle? Don't you think I'm a beast that steals people's souls?"

"Why? Why don't I trust my uncle who I've lived with for so many years instead of trusting a guy with an unknown origin?"

Qingzhu... was at a loss for words for a moment.

[The hero's attack rate reaches 60.00%. 】

This life is just a play, and when all these moths are gone, her mission should be back on track.

"However, I have never heard of the separation of Yuanshen and soul. Even my own brothers can't tell the difference... Oh, uncle, I just touched Qu'er, you can go to wash your clothes."

"..."

He knew that being sensible and being gentle was fake! Qing Zhu's face darkened, she silently pinched a blasting talisman, and with all her strength, it smashed on Qu'er's body!
Mu An'an smiled and left, completely ignoring the stupid rabbit rolling on the ground and the indifferent custard bun.

(End of this chapter)

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