Chapter 937: Soul

After the curtain cloud purple said this, everyone was shocked, and no one thought that the repairing person would be ruined because of the Shangguan Qingqing.
No wonder that in the past ten years, the change of Shangguan Qingqing will be so big. Although she is still the same as before, her eyes are full of embarrassment and sorrow. I didn’t expect it because of this.
"Hey! This is the Gintama?"
Shangguan Qingqing stared at the look of the silver soul grass, and his eyes asked the curtain cloud purple.
Although the cold snow did not speak, but her eyes did not leave on the screen, the look of the silver soul grass, deeply imprinted in her mind.
"Yes, but I don't know where the silver soul grass grows. The book only remembers that it grows on the cliff, and there is no gravity. Even if it is spiritual, it can't work. So... take the silver soul. If you are grass, it is equivalent to climbing and searching on the cliff."
The curtain cloud purple is also very helpless. I didn't expect the silver soul grass to be so hard to find, small, and still grow on the cliff, and there is no gravity in that place. Unless anyone wants to die, it will look at the cliff.
Looking for the silver soul grass, that is to climb the cliff, one inch and one inch to find, the cliff is small, but afraid to encounter the kind of tall, big and bottomless cliff.
However, it is good to have news, but this news does not know whether it is a news or not. The opportunity is awkward, like a needle in a haystack. If you are not careful, your life will be lost.
As the saying goes, everyone said that they all took a breath of cold air. The best baby is a baby. When you think of finding a baby, there is no life of nine deaths. How could it be called a baby?
"I will not give up, no matter how dangerous and difficult, I will find the ecstasy."
Shangguan Qingqing said firmly, his eyes looked at the cold snow, the scorpion was full of scorpions, and Xue’s life was repaired, and her life was repaired. If it was not repair, she would have died. The night Ji’s hands are gone.
Although the cold snow did not show anything, but she can feel the firmness of her own mother, as well as her own inner firmness, in any case, she must find the inspiring grass.
"Qing Qing! Han Ming! Bring this to you when you find the soul-seeking grass!"
After the curtain cloud purple finished, he took out a whip like something from the space, and it came out like a rattan. "This is the magic weapon I created. It can shrink at will, it can grow longer. You contract it, then lick it, how long it will take it, although you can't use spiritual power on the cliff, but you can Use the spiritual power to blend into this whip."
At the beginning, Wu Yunzi wanted to build a bundle of fairy ropes. It was the kind that could not only trap people but also trap the soul. I did not expect to create such a strange thing. I thought this thing would be in her space. I stayed in my life for a lifetime, but I didn’t expect it to be useful.
Thinking of this, the curtain cloud purple wants to laugh, think about the situation, this whip is completely a life-saving symbol! It is also the most needed thing.
"Thank you!"
Shangguan Qingqing took the whip and did not rush to the contract, but took it in his hand.
Cold snow head turned, then smiled and looked at Shangguan Qingqing said: "Mother! This whip shows me!" She can not let her mother-in-law contract this whip, or how she is looking for? The repair is her future husband, it should be her to find.