God Ring Howl

Niu Yifu is about 1.8 meters tall, with eyes like eagles and eyebrows like lying silkworms.

He exudes a domineering and wild spirit, which seems to be mixed with some indomitable heroism.

Ferocity, sultry, wildness, righteousness, and heroism are so contradictory and perfectly unified in Niu Yifu.

Let him naturally form an attractive temperament, especially for those beautiful and arrogant women, let them burst out an inescapable yearning from the depths of their hearts.

He is his lifelong reliance, the man of his dreams.

The surrounding area is quiet, only the rustling sound of the corners of the clothes being driven by the wind blowing.

Yan Xiaoxiang, who was staring at Niu Yifu, finally spoke calmly, as if the thousand-year-old ancient well had waves.

"I just want to ask you something, Niu Yifu, have you ever treated me sincerely?"

Niu Yifu's eyes, like a falcon's, flickered a few times, and finally he sighed and replied, .

"In this jade bottle of pure yin and cold, my fierce and sultry aura has almost dissipated."

"I, Niu Yifu, know what you mean by asking this question. If it was before, I would have said falsely and falsely..."

"I, Niu Yifu, have always treated you sincerely, but today I want to tell you the truth,"

"The truth is, I never liked you from the beginning,"

"I am a clone of Youranke who cultivated with the help of great supernatural powers,"

"I approached you only to fulfill his purpose, that's all,"

Yan Xiaoxiang's whole body was shaking like chaff, her eyes were full of sadness and hatred, and she exuded a breath of despair.

"For you, am I an item that can bring you interest?"

Sighing again, Niu Yifu said in a concentrated voice.

"I know you don't like to hear it, but I can't help but tell the truth, the truth,"

"You are a very beautiful and understanding woman, I only have three words to say to you: I'm sorry,"

Yan Xiaoxiang couldn't control her emotions anymore, tears gushed out of her eyes like a torrent.

Although the tears flowed, it was silent.

Zhao Xiang only saw her trembling all over.

Like flowers blown by a violent storm, trembling and mourning on the branches.

Zhao Xiang yelled violently, and the image of Niu Yifu's soul in the yelling sound showed signs of dissipating.

"Niu Yifu, are you a stone or a log? Don't you know that my senior sister Yan Xiaoxiang likes and has always loved you deeply?"

"Even an outsider like me can see that you are blind, deaf and foolish, don't you understand anything?"

"The reason why I keep your three souls and seven souls, do you know why?"

"It's for my senior sister Yan Xiaoxiang,"

"You can die [-] times because of the outrageous things you have done,"

He walked to Yan Xiaoxiang's side step by step, grabbed her left hand, and sternly said to Niu Yifu.

"I tell you, from now on, you must treat my senior sister well,"

"I don't care how many wives you have, but Yan Xiaoxiang must be one of them,"

"It must be one you cannot offend, and it must be the one you must protect forever,"

"Not only that, you have to hurry up and practice with my senior sister in the Green Bamboo Garden to restore your own soul,"

"When I find the materials that can refine a fleshy body, I will recondense a perfect fleshy body for you,"

"I, Zhao Xiang, will make Niu Yifu's soul completely out of Youranke's control from now on,"

Before listening to Zhao Xiang's last sentence, Yan Xiaoxiang burst into tears.

It seems that thousands of years of pain, humiliation, and torture have been fully and heartily released at this moment.

Shang Xiangjun and Liu Yefei stepped forward, supporting Yan Xiaoxiang who was on the verge of falling and trembling, and comforted and persuaded in a low voice.

It took less than ten breaths.

Yan Xiaoxiang, who was dressed in a blue dress, showed a slight smile in the rain.

She brushed her shiny black hair on her forehead, blushing and whispering to Zhao Xiangying,

"Zhao Xiang, thank you, you see me so accurately and thoroughly,"

"Let's go out and deal with Xuanzong's matter quickly,"

Then Yan Xiaoxiang straightened her face, her eyes showed awe-inspiring light, and said to Niu Yifu, who was already an image of her soul.

"I'm not a scumbag who sleeps with anyone,"

"You know why I confuse men, it's all thanks to you,"

"It's you who planted in me the desire to make a woman go to bed at every stage,"

"Niu Yifu, let me tell you, you were the first man to break into my heart, and I really liked you at that time,"

"Even now, this situation has not changed in the slightest, although there is too much hatred, resentment, and pain in it,"

Pausing for a while, Yan Xiaoxiang stared at Niu Yifu as if making up her mind, and said resolutely.

"Of course, I will never force you,"

"When you have a physical body, if you still don't give me an affirmative answer, I will ask my junior brother to let you live."

"From now on, we will never violate the water of the river. You take your Yangguan way, and I cross my single-plank bridge,"

"The premise is that you have to promise not to do things that are unconscionable and contrary to human ethics,"

"Okay, let's get into the jade bottle,"

"Completely wear away the violent, vicious, fierce and other breaths in the soul,"

"When my junior brother Zhao Xiang needs you one day, he can speak and sweat without end,"

After listening to what Zhao Xiang and Yan Xiaoxiang said.

Niu Yifu, whose soul was condensed, felt hazy and fuzzy for a while.

He was silent for a while, without saying anything, as if he was thinking about something and making some choice.

However, he only hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Yan Xiaoxiang, Zhao Xiang, Zhao Huan, Shang Xiangjun, and Liu Yefei, and immediately condensed into a mist of faint blue, smoke ash, and purple red, and quickly got into it. Jade bottle.

Only Zhao Xiang knows what kind of pain and torture Niu Yifu will encounter in the jade bottle.

In fact, Zhao Xiang can use another method to get rid of the gloomy, fierce, violent, and ruthless in Niu Yifu's soul.

However, since he is now willing to enter the jade bottle to sharpen and refine, then let it go.

More importantly, in the jade bottle, although the pain has increased several times, the benefits are also many.

It can completely expel the hostile energy that Youranke has entered into his soul, and expel the aura of spiritual restraint, and it can also bring about a by-product, that is, the strength of the soul has increased significantly.

Zhao Xiang also saw from Niu Yifu's slightly hesitant behavior this time, that deep down in his heart, he actually had deep feelings for Yan Xiaoxiang, but he had too many scruples and considerations and kept suppressing it.

So it got to the point where he didn't even know it himself.

Zhao Xiang didn't say anything, just made a gesture to go out.

The next moment, five people including Zhao Xiang, Zhao Huan and Yan Xiaoxiang appeared in a ruined place of Xuanzong.

Two flowers bloom, and the soldiers divide into two groups.

As soon as Yan Xiaoxiang, Shang Xiangjun, and Liu Yefei appeared in Xuanzong, they dispersed.

They gathered all the disciples left behind by Xuanzong in the shortest possible time, not letting any one go.

Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan displayed their supernatural powers at the same time, and under the frequent waving of their hands, there were no broken walls, broken flowers or leaves.

Within the time of a cup of tea, Xuanzong returned to his original appearance.

Including the main hall of Xuanzong, it is the same as before, tall and majestic, reaching the sky.

When the main hall reappeared, Yan Xiaoxiang, Shang Xiangjun, and Liu Yefei had also summoned all the members of Xuanzong's sect.

Yan Xiaoxiang gestured with her eyes, and after bowing to Zhao Xiang, she led everyone into the main hall to carry out quick and effective rectification.

Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan immediately rushed to the birthplace of strange fluctuations.

Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan worked together to collect the Senluo cover quickly and effectively.

This is mainly because they all have experience in collecting Senluo hoods, and Yan Xiaoxiang relieved the defense and supervision of Xuanzong's disciples.

When arriving at the fourth previously locked place where the weird fluctuations came out.

Zhao Xiang and Zhao Huan looked at each other at the same time, with puzzled and astonished expressions on their faces.

Staring at the seemingly beautiful oleander forest in front of him with a solemn expression, Zhao Xiang said to himself.

"It's strange. In the ring of gods and gods, I can clearly feel that there are extremely strong fluctuations here. Why did it disappear without a trace within two sticks of incense? Could it be..."

"This is the place where your father and brother are imprisoned, can't they? The guards have good ears and clairvoyance, and they can predict the arrival of our two brothers. Hey, don't they know our supernatural powers again. They know that they can't confront us head-on. Take your father and your cousin and brother and run away, or..."

Zhao Huan took Zhao Xiang's words, frowned, and continued worryingly.

Zhao Xiang quickly adjusted the frequency of the consciousness wave to a million times, and probed the pink oleander forest in front of him wave by wave.

The information was sent back to his mind, and many pieces of information were arranged and combined to finally restore some of the scenes that had already happened.

On the screen, there is actually a faint shadow of a person.

Zhao Xiang had seen this person at the graveyard not far from the Buddhist sect.

That time, he had fought against this person.

The figure in the picture is a medium-sized figure with a wretched face, a man in his thirties, and it is Ximen Qing.

He sneaked out from the oleander grove, and he seemed to be carrying something that looked like a bamboo basket in his hand.

Without stopping to walk, he rushed to the northwest direction and shot away as fast as a stream of light.

Behind Ximen Qing, there seemed to be some vague shadows.

It's a pity that the picture is intermittent, and it is impossible to distinguish clearly. It may be because he was extremely careful when he left and restrained his whole body.

If it weren't for Zhao Xiang's spiritual consciousness, which is so powerful that it can blink millions of times, such weak information would not be possible to search for.

It is even more impossible to combine them into a continuous and organic picture according to extremely complicated laws.

For ordinary people, this matter can only be a magical legend, a colorful dream.

The possibility of its realization is simply slim.

Zhao Xiang stretched his consciousness farther away.

The aura left by Ximen Qing and others became less and less, and it became more and more difficult to track and capture.

Hundreds of miles away, no matter how Zhao Xiang used his supernatural powers, he couldn't find even a tiny bit of them.

Faintly, Zhao Xiang always vaguely sensed some kind of dark aura emanating from his father and elder brother.

It was a breath of blood, no one could cover it up,