Hell Emperor

Chapter 302 Nan ​​Linghe-Disintegration

Seeing the backlash on Nan Linghe, everyone felt uncomfortable.

Those sad memories of the past once again enveloped everyone. Excessive use of the Nether Spirit Divine Art would lead to terrible consequences. Everyone knew better than anyone else that they had lost one of them to the backlash of the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Important family.

Shen Qingge said sadly: "If you want to borrow the power of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, you will inevitably pay a price. You can easily possess a magic weapon, or even have a magical weapon close to you. How can there be such a good thing in the world? However, you need to prepare for the Nether Spirit Divine Art. It is undoubtedly unfair that the person who pays the price is not the performer of the technique, but the person who transformed the magic weapon."

Li Feimo's face was full of self-blame, his palms were trembling, and even his title changed. He didn't dare to call himself his sister anymore: "Sister He, I'm sorry... If I hadn't turned you into a ghost magic weapon, and used your power to You will not suffer such backlash against the enemy, it was me who harmed you."

Facing Li Feimo's apology, Nan Linghe gently held her hand and smiled as usual: "Sister Moth, I don't blame you. Thanks to you for turning me into a magical weapon of the underworld, I can defeat Enemy, otherwise, everyone would be in danger, you obviously saved everyone."

After a pause, Nan Linghe raised her chin. Cracks appeared on her formerly delicate face, making her look fragile and fragile. It also made everyone heartache, but she didn't care: "What's more, I have always been... I really want to help my family, even if...even if my soul slowly dissipates, I don't regret it."

Everyone was silent. After a moment of silence, Li Feimo suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with hope: "Is there any way to help Sister He recover? I remember that Brother Jie also had a soul disintegration before. , Haven’t you recovered in the end? As long as Sister He can recover, I will do anything!”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. Even if the soul collapsed, it was not impossible to recover. Ye Jie in the past was the best example. Nan Linghe also had the possibility of recovery.

Hua Xiaomei thought for a while and said, "I remember that the recovery method seems to have been given by Sister Guazi. I have to ask her."

With the goal in mind, everyone seemed to see hope, and soon invited Guazi out of the Qionglou scroll. Li Feimo asked: "Sister Guazi, sister He has suffered a backlash from disintegration. Is there any way to restore her soul?" ?”

After hearing the news, Guazi didn't dare to neglect him. Nan Linghe was everyone's lucky star. If something happened and his good luck was offended, the consequences would be disastrous.

After checking around Nan Linghe, Guazi breathed a sigh of relief. Although the disintegration on her body looked a bit scary, it was actually not serious and her body was still intact.

Guazi's gaze lingered on everyone's faces one by one, and he couldn't help but shake his head: "There is a soul-healing method in the wine country, which can restore disintegrated injuries. However, that method is not very suitable for Sister He."

Li Feimo was shocked when he heard this: "It doesn't apply? What does that mean? Could it be that with Sister He's talent, she can't master this soul-healing method?"

Guazi shook his head lightly: "The talents are still the same. The important thing is that this soul-healing method requires two people to work together. It is indispensable. Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, it will be difficult to recover from the disintegrated injury."

Li Feimo was anxious: "What about the two of them? Just let me cooperate with Sister He."

Shen Qingge seemed to have noticed something, and was much calmer than Li Feimo. He spoke slowly: "Mo'er, don't be impatient. How could Sister Guazi not consider what you said? There must be some hidden meaning in it."

Guazi sighed: "The two people who use the soul-healing method must meet the harmony of yin and yang... Although there are many capable people in the family, it seems that no one can meet this condition."

Li Feimo blinked and pointed at Nan Linghe in confusion: "She is a ghost and I am a human. Ghosts belong to yin and people belong to yang. Isn't one yin and one yang just right? How can I not use the method of healing the soul? Did Sister Guazi make a mistake? "

Guazi glanced at her helplessly: "This yin and yang is not that yin and yang, and it cannot meet the conditions for the Soul Nourishing Technique. Although I am worried about Sister He's disintegration injury, I'm afraid I can't be of much help."

Everyone fell into silence. Unexpectedly, the hope they just saw would be in vain in the end, and they still couldn't help.

Li Feimo crossed her arms and looked unhappy. Nan Linghe's injuries were caused by her using the Nether Spirit Art. Of course, she would do everything possible to help Nan Linghe recover and heal his disintegrated soul. .

At this moment, Ren Changhong seemed to remember something: "I remember that not long ago, Xiao Youdie's body also disintegrated due to the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Not only was the light dimmed, but even the butterfly wings were broken into half. …”

Li Feimo was shocked when he heard the news. He quickly held the accompanying spirit butterfly in his hand and looked at it carefully, fearing that something might happen to Youdie.

Observing again and again, I saw that Youdie was safe and sound. Dots of purple light shone on the wings of the butterfly, exuding a faint fragrance. It didn't look like it had been disintegrated and backfired. I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but said reluctantly:

"But I think Youdie is not seriously injured, and there is no sign of disintegration at all. Sister Hong, could it be that you made a mistake?"

Ren Changhong also felt a little helpless about Li Feimo's escape: "I haven't finished speaking yet, little Feimo, maybe you should learn from your master. You don't have the calmness in her at all." Didn’t learn.”

Li Feimo stuck out his tongue and asked: "What's going on? Sister Hong, just tell me. Could it be that...you cured Youdie's disintegration?"

Ren Changhong waved his hand: "You think too highly of me. My attainments in the Nether Soul Art are only at the entry level, but I don't have the ability to restore a disintegrated soul. Speaking of which, Xiao Youdie The reason why I was able to recover was thanks to another person, and that person was A Jie.”

Everyone was slightly startled when they heard the name Ren Changhong said. Even Xia Wei, who was feeling guilty on the side, couldn't help but raise her head. The Ajie Ren Changhong mentioned was clearly her master.

"He... how did he do it?" Li Feimo was also a little excited. I don't know whether it was because he found a way to restore the disintegration and was a little impatient for a while, or because he heard Ye Jie's name from Ren Changhong's mouth, and he couldn't help it anymore. calm.

Unfortunately, Ren Changhong just spread his hands: "I don't know either. I just remember that Youdie was still disintegrating the day before and was covered in bruises and looked like she was about to die. When I looked again the next day, she had completely recovered. Not even a trace of abnormality was left.”

After a pause, Ren Changhong said with emotion: "Seeing Youdie falling into disintegration and backlash, I'm really worried about whether you will complain after I return Youdie to you. Thanks to Ajie, not only will Youdie be He recovered from his injuries and allowed us to live in harmony.”

As if remembering something, the corners of Ren Changhong's mouth raised slightly. She stretched out her fingers to tease the butterfly in Li Feimo's palm. The butterfly also flew up and landed on her fingertips.

Among the crowd, Guazi was the only one with a clear look in his eyes: "It seems that the disintegration on Youdie's body was restored through the Golden Catkin Soul-Nourishing Art... and only the Golden Catkin Soul-Nourishing Art can restore it..." Such ability.”

Seeing the companion spirit butterfly landing next to Ren Changhong, Li Feimo puffed her lips. It turned out that so many things happened in a place she didn't know about, but Youdie didn't share it with her master at all. If it weren't for Ren Changhong told the story, but he was afraid that Li Feimo would always be kept in the dark.

Ren Changhong suddenly seemed to remember something and reminded: "By the way, I remember that Su Miao in the Underworld Palace seemed to have recognized Youdie's identity. After the competition, Yaoyin also gave us a fifth-grade soul summoning Dan, as long as you take this pill, you can recover from the disintegrated injury.”

"Master Su Miao..."

Shen Qingge looked worried. The reason why the Underworld Palace lost its main account seems to have something to do with Youdie. If the master pursues it, I am afraid this matter will not be easily revealed.

Li Feimo didn't think much about it. When he heard the name of the Soul-Calling Pill, his eyes suddenly lit up. Sure enough, the disintegrating injury still needed immortal elixirs to heal. This method was undoubtedly the most effective. There would be no sequelae at all, so he couldn't wait to ask: "Where is the Soul-Calling Pill?"

Ren Changhong coughed dryly: "It's still with Ajie. He bought my freedom from His Highness Moro for me. How can I be so shameless as to ask for the elixir from him again?"

Everyone nodded slightly. Judging from their understanding of Ye Jie, as long as Ren Changhong asked for the Soul-Calling Pill, Ye Jie would not hesitate and take out the pill. Unfortunately, Ren Changhong did not do so. The Soul-Calling Pill is not on her body.

Li Feimo's shoulders drooped, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyebrows: "After saying so much, I still can't help sister He recover. I thought I would be able to succeed this time... All methods fail, what should we do? ?”

In response, Xie Xinyu smiled faintly and patted Li Feimo on the shoulder: "Sister Feimo, I think you are just worried too much."

Li Feimo looked puzzled and stared: "Sister He was injured because of me, how can I not worry? No matter what method is used, as long as she can recover..."

Xie Xinyu glanced at Nan Linghe and hummed softly: "Sister He is a lucky person, so she will naturally have a way to recover. Although she is suffering from disintegration and backlash now, judging from her luck, it may not take long for her to recover. The Dharma will come to your door by itself, and when you look back, it will be clear that your worries now are unnecessary.”

Under Xie Xinyu's guidance, Li Feimo also looked thoughtful.

Nan Linghe has one of the top innate magical powers, and the lucky star is in her destiny. Her luck is not at the same level as that of ordinary people. No matter what she does, good things will happen to her, and she has been using this talent to do her best to help other family members.

With such top-notch luck, everyone's worries inevitably seem a bit unnecessary. With the help of Lucky Star, I'm afraid it won't be long before Nan Linghe can return to his original state.

The family members were all so anxious because of Nan Linghe's injuries. In their panic, they had forgotten what amazing luck she had. Only Xie Xinyu, who once opposed Nan Linghe and was completely defeated in the competition, has a clear understanding of this. She believes that Nan Linghe will be able to turn the danger into safety and recover all the injuries.

Li Feimo pouted: "That's what I said... But seeing Sister He's appearance, I can't help but feel sad. How can I not care at all?"

As he spoke, Li Feimo seemed to have discovered something, and glanced at Xia Wei beside him: "Sister Xia Wei, what are you doing? Why don't you say a word? You have been standing there in a daze since the beginning, you Aren't you worried about Sister He's injuries? Come and say something for me."

Li Feimo noticed that Xia Wei had been standing there, as silent as a stone. Everyone was talking enthusiastically, but she said nothing.

This situation also made Li Fei'e confused. He didn't understand what Xia Wei was doing, so he had to look at her for help.

Xia Wei finally moved after being called by Li Fei'e. She slowly raised her head, with lingering sadness in her bright eyes and a few traces of tears on her pretty face. There was no doubt that the disintegration injury on Nan Linghe's body evoked the saddest memory in Xia Wei's heart.

Xia Wei spoke slowly, with a strong sense of guilt and self-blame in her tone: "It's all my fault. I'm not strong enough, so Sister He suffered the backlash of disintegration. If I were strong enough, I would be able to kill all the enemies just now with my own strength, and my family would not be injured! It's all my fault..."

Xia Wei's words made everyone laugh in surprise, not knowing what to say.

Li Fei'e held his forehead helplessly: "Xia Wei sister, what are you talking about? The so-called family should help each other. Didn't you kill one enemy? Do you want to kill two by yourself? How can you do this with your own strength? You need the help of your family. It's not enough to blame yourself, you should change your impulsive temper."

Xia Wei was stunned for a moment when Li Fei'e's words came to her ears. She tilted her head slightly and looked around. Her family members smiled at her, even Nan Linghe, whose soul collapsed.

The family members did not complain about her because of her willfulness or inability. Even if she took risks and insisted on challenging the strong enemy, the family members had no complaints and still did their best to provide her with the greatest help to help her win the final victory.

This scene also made Xia Wei feel strange. Her family had helped her, but she still wanted to rely on her own strength to fight all the powerful enemies alone. She undoubtedly failed her family's kindness.

After understanding this, Xia Wei felt relieved, and her old smile appeared on her face again.

After no longer worrying about the collapse, Li Fei'e blinked and asked in confusion: "By the way, how should we deal with this strange soul-soothing stone?"