Chapter 118

Several people flying backwards said that they were also strange. They didn't have any scars on their bodies. They stood up and wanted to continue to pounce on Han Xuan.

"If you don't know, you won't come to such a good end next time." Han Xuan said, pointing to the table next to him.

"Home owner" a few people look at the upper hand seat, has stood up Wang home owner.

"Let him in."

Hearing this, Han Xuan is not surprised. He pushes the door into a room.

"Pa"

The door closed slowly.

"Master, do you just let that boy in? If he's plotting against the young lady, that's fine."

"Yes, Qiyu, is there any danger in Yuxi?" While speaking, a woman with tears in her eyes came to her side.

"Don't worry. I don't think he will do anything out of the ordinary." Patting the woman on the back, she said in a soft voice.

"Ah," a scream came out.

Wang's master frowned, "what's the fuss?"

"Look, master." Next to a person who had been shot away, he pointed to a table tremblingly.

"There's nothing nice about the table." The master of the Wang family showed his doubts, but before he asked, he just heard "click" two times, and the table broke in two.

"Ah, it is." The master of the Wang family quickly went to the section table, and the incision was extremely smooth.

"That's what the man in the red cape did just now." They saw it with their own eyes. The man just pointed at it casually. At first, they thought it was just an affectation, but now.

"Don't tell us today's story. It's too strange." The head of the Wang family said solemnly.

"Yes"

……

Enter the room, eye-catching all with pink decoration, let Han Xuan this old virgin, some of the mind.

"Immortal, you can count it. This time you are not dreaming again."

At the moment of wishful thinking, a voice pulled him back to reality, "it seems that his strength is enough, but his spirit is extremely weak, so he can't bear such a little temptation." Han Xuan gave a bitter smile and walked to the bedside.

Sleeping beauty's eyes were slightly open, her face was pale, and her hand was slowly raised, as if she wanted to catch something.

"Well, there seems to be something on the girl." Han Xuan doesn't care about men's and women's privacy, and his divine sense sweeps every inch of the girl's skin.

"Well, it's something." When Han Xuan sweeps the girl's back, she finds a black shadow hovering on her vest.

"Come out." In the hands of a suction came out, the back of the black without the slightest resistance, appeared in the hands.

"Squeak" black shadow kept struggling in his hands, making a terrible scream.

"And intelligence." He felt puzzled, and the divine consciousness slowly penetrated into the shadow. Generally, as long as things can produce intelligence, they will not be simple goods.

"The power of the soul" Han Xuan exclaimed. The power of the soul is a wonderful thing. For ordinary people, it's the poison that wears intestines. But for people who practice, it's more effective. The strangest thing is that after absorption, their spirits will gradually become stronger“ Ha ha, when sleepiness comes, someone will give you a pillow. I just want to find the power of soul to improve my spiritual cultivation. "

"But how did it come into being?" Han Xuan only knows the power of the soul, but if you want to ask him how it was formed, he really says it.

"Ying Ying"