Chapter 4047: Immortal spirit

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Today, Ye Lingyue and Yu Jiuyue’s affairs are no longer a mystery for Ye Lingyue.
She is also very curious, and she will feel the feeling of listening to the three new songs.
Luo Qing listened, but had to bite the scalp and began to play the previous songs.
The melodious music echoed in the inn.
Ye Lingyue closed his eyes.
In my mind, there is a vagueness, and some blurred images appear.
As the music progresses, those pictures disappear.
"Is it a blank piece?"
After a song, Ye Lingyue’s state of mind is empty and there is no distraction.
I don't know if she has cultivated for the sake of ascension, or has really let go of the past life, and then listen to the three new songs, Ye Lingyue's mind is nothing.
"This is troublesome."
Ye Lingyue has a headache, she heard that there is no feeling in the past songs, so how do you know why Xia Houzhen’s soul is broken.
"Goddess, you have heard that it’s not so good, the little can’t blow it down.

Sansheng Qu is still very tired for the cultivation of Luo Qing.
Playing twice a day, has already let its power consumption seven seven eight eight.
"You leave the scores of the previous songs, and I will ponder."
Ye Lingyue remembered that Luo Qing was still playing hard.
Changed to the songs of the previous three songs, that is the secret of Sanshenggu.
For today's Ye Lingyue, Sansheng Qun is not a big deal.
Luo Qing did not dare to bargain, and left the lost score before leaving the ash.
This night, Ye Lingyue is difficult to sleep.
She repeatedly checked the songs of the previous songs, and then looked at the spiritual card that had just arrived.
Unfortunately, both are clueless.
"In this way, if Xiahou Yu is within seven days, if he can't condense the soul, he will really be scattered."
Ye Lingyue frowned, she was running around for a few days, and she was a little sleepy. She was so sleepy that she was holding the brand.
It is night, in the summer palace.
The glimpse of the soul is still shining with faint light.
"The Queen Mother, you have been guarding for two days and two nights, and if you continue this way, your body will not be able to stop."
The maid next to the Queen’s body persuaded.
The Queen Mother hesitated, and then looked at the sacred soul lamp, leaving two maids to guard the spirits of the soul, and took a rest.
Before and after the three, suddenly, in the palace, there was a strange wind.
I only heard a "bump" sound, and several windows of the eve palace opened at the same time.
"Well, how suddenly it changed."
The palace girl who was already sleepy was awakened and was busy closing the window.
The sacred light was blown around in the wind.
A strange wind suddenly came, Xiahou’s bed was standing in front of him.
The green scorpion with the surface is full of appearance.
"Xiahou, you have today."
Qinglan looked at Xiahou Temple, his eyes were extremely complicated, there was love, hate, and more endless embarrassment.
The man she loved on the bed, for his sake, did not hesitate to leave home, to the big summer.
But what did this man give her again?
In that year, she was detained in the cold palace because she had offended the sorrow of Ye Lingyue. She was still in the cold all year round.
But this man, but still remembering Ye Lingyue, even if she went to the realm of the gods, the heart has its own.
"Now that you have become such a ghost, it is better to go with me. We can't live together. If you can be a husband and wife in another world, it is also a beautiful thing."
She also saw that Xia Houyi had only a touch of soul.
Qing Yanyin smiled and she sighed at the soul lamp.
As soon as the Spiritual Light is extinguished, the sacred soul of Xiahou’s body will disappear.
I know that the blue scorpion blew in the air, and the light of the soul swayed and went out.
"Ok?"
Qinglan was taken aback.
The soul light was extinguished, but on the bed, Xiahou’s sorrow was not broken.
"How is it possible, Xia Houxuan has only one life soul left, there is no guardian spirit, how can his soul not break?"
With a bunch of corpses, Qing Lan sneaked into the summer palace, in order to find opportunities and capture the last soul of Xiahou.
In the daytime, she secretly used the curse, trying to make Xia Hou’s soul fly away.
It was already successful, and she clearly felt that the soul of Xiahou Temple had collapsed.
I know, Xiahou’s body has lost a touch of soul.
Qinglan had to shoot again.
The green scorpion is naturally unimaginable. Xiahou’s sorcerer’s soul is no longer the of Xiahou’s spirit, but a touch of knowledge of Ye Lingyue, stealing the dragon and changing the phoenix.
Ye Lingyue’s power of reading is very strong, and people can’t be separated at all.
Within one day, the soul light is extinguished twice, but there is no influence on the spirit of Xiahou Temple, which makes the green is very unbelievable.
"It seems that your embarrassment about the human world is still very deep, and you are not willing to leave. Is it still today, are you still waiting for Ye Lingyue to come back?"
Qing Yan looked at Xiahou's thin and ugly face, full of hateful colors.
"You have to wait for her to come back to save you, I am not as good as you wish."
Qing Yan hated the voice, suddenly raised his hand, and a palm waved to Xia Houyi's Tianling cover.
Xia Houyi’s last glimpse of the soul is condensed on the cover of the heavenly spirit.
"Bold and enchanting, dare to assassinate Xia Di!"
Just as Qinglan was preparing to kill Xiahou, there was a burst of anger behind him.
Qinglan was shocked. When I looked back, I saw two monks from Nanwushan and rushed in.
"It’s no wonder that the winds of the night are so big, why are you enchanting, and dare to scatter here."
In the fourteenth day of the South, I saw that the spirit of Xiahou Temple suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly condensed, I felt weird.
Tonight, when the old monk meditates, he always feels fascinated.
After the middle of the night, the palace suddenly burst into a smog, and the old monk could not sit still.
When I came to the palace, I saw an assassin wanting to be a murderer.
When I saw the people, especially after seeing the mountains of Nanwushan, the complexion changed greatly.
She is not a ghost now, the most feared is the Buddha.
"Green, green and beautiful."
The two palace ladies saw the green scorpion and were so scared that they were scattered.
The green scorpion that has already died in the palace, how can he die and resurrect, appear here.
"Old monk, this is my business with Xiahou, you better not to intervene."
The barley sipped coldly.
How about Nan Wushan, she is not the original green, and with the dark collar, she is not afraid of a few vultures.
Only heard the outside of the palace, a scream of screams, many corpses with smudges rushed in.
"They still ambushed the corpse in the palace..."
When Nan XIV and the angerless monk saw it, they knew that Qing dynasty was also prepared today.
"The old monk, quickly get to know each other, otherwise, I will kill you."
Qing Lan sneered, although she was dead, she was blessed by misfortune and became a corpse.
This time I returned to the Summer Palace, I wanted to complain and have revenge.