Chapter 1322: Life doubt (30)

Yang Zi glanced at him and studied the thing again, wondering why the small things are so heavy. What is in it?
Or maybe this is an artifact like her little iron tower?
Yang Zimei looked horizontally and vertically and could not see the reason.
"Don't watch, this thing can be so heavy, because it is filled with at least millions of grudges."
Snow Lake sounded.
"what?"
Yang Zimei looked at him in horror, "How come? I can't feel any resentment or wickedness inside."
"That's because it was devoured by this thing."
Xuehu explained, "Of course, this is also related to your relatively low level."
Yang Zi nodded.
It took her a long time to cultivate. Naturally, she could not be compared with a demon tribe like Xuehu who has a history of tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, what he can see, he may not be able to see.
This thing can devour and digest millions of lone souls and wild ghosts, so this strange smell is formed.
Those who have been active in the lotus lake for a long time have been poisoned. Is it related to this atmosphere?
"Snow Lake, is there any way to seal off these breaths?"
Yang Zimei was worried that taking this away would cause harm to many people.
"It's more laborious."
After Xuehu said it, he took the object over, sat cross-legged, and began to cast spells.
I saw a steady stream of white gas coming from the top of his head, and his fingers quickly moved upstream of the object, and Yang Zi was dazzled ...
The black and white breath that had leaked from the object gradually weakened and finally disappeared.
"Success!"
Cried Yang Zimei in delight.
Xuehu closed his eyes for a moment, stood up, and nodded in satisfaction. "Easier than I expected. It seems that someone has used this object and absorbed some of its power."
"What does this power do?"
"do not know."
Xuehu shook his head and said, "It is estimated that you are practicing some evil internal strength."
"evil?"
Yang Zimei thought of Meng Tianxiao and Wang Zeyuan.
Wouldn't it be those two old guys?
By the way, Long Zhutian's mother was imprisoned here under the lake, wouldn't it also be related to those two guys?
The more she thought, the more she doubted.
If this is the case, the Long Family's destruction will definitely be inseparable from the two of them.
This dead man in the lotus lake may be their sin.
There were so many dead people in the lake, but there was no resentment. Obviously they were all sucked into this censer-like object.
"Auntie, who did you keep in there?"
Yang Zimei turned and asked Dragon Mother, the key witness.
The Dragon Mother is now listening to Zhu Gezhen's story about what the dragon is doing from day to day. He is listening to God, and his motherly face is full of love.
When he heard Yang Zimei's interrogation, his whole body shuddered, his lips narrowed, his body was curled up, his hands clasped his head, and he squatted beside the stone chair.
Seeing her frightened look, Yang Zimei's heart froze for a few moments, and reached out to hold her.
"Auntie, don't be afraid, there won't be the kind of imprisonment in the future. Me and I will protect you day by day."
Yang Zimei comforted her as she patted her shoulder and cast a spell on her.
The dragon mother gradually settled in her arms and stopped trembling.
Yang Zimei did not dare to follow up.
Had to wait a few days, slowly take her out of the psychological shadow and then carefully induced.

【good night】