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Yunjinxiu felt that there was no blood on the surface.

Although she was trying to restrain her body, she still felt that her body was shaking slightly: "even if it is a white soul, it is not the original soul. What is the difference between it and strangers?"

The old man said with a smile, "you are too shallow to be involved in the world. When the ancestor god created the world, he first used the white soul to shape the spirit, and then endowed the white soul with spiritual consciousness, which became one living individual after another. Soul and soul, the spirit consciousness is in front, and the white soul is behind. As long as it is the same spirit consciousness, no matter how it is changed, the white soul will still be the same person! "

Yunjinxiu pupil slightly shrink.

When Yunhuo was born, the pattern of the world was settled. She had never seen how the Father God created the world, but she also asked about the creation.

But the white soul has been exhausted?

The number of white souls is limited. A race will consume a white soul. After so many years, how can there be a white soul in the world?

The old doggerel knows the idea of cloud brocade.

He said with a smile: "of course, the white soul is not so pure, but for the people in this world, it is already the best. It's a pity that the venerable God of the human world has passed away. If she is alive, she only needs to refine the white soul with her fire spirit, and the white soul can be used normally

Cloud rich brocade some difficult way: "that God's fire spirit can quench white soul?"

"Hey, the venerable God was the first fire spirit bred by the ancestor god in the cloud. What else could she not refine in this world. It's a pity that... " The old man sighed.

The eye light of cloud brocade quivers.

White soul

White soul that can reshape the soul

Deep in her heart, a sudden surge of irrepressible desire.

Gratitude and resentment have been cleared up for a long time. Can we start all over again?

Is that person who passed away, can return to the world again, love and hatred, with her again?

"Two thousand!"

A high bidding, suddenly will cloud Jinxiu back to God.

Her eyes trembled and she looked up suddenly.

This time, it was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. If he hadn't started bidding suddenly, the audience would not even find him.

But he suddenly called out the number of living creatures, but let everyone look at him in the past.

However, the man seemed to have no idea what an amazing number he had called out. He was still expressionless and without fluctuation.

Cloud brocade complexion changes.

She doesn't have a living soul in her hand. It's almost impossible to catch a living person in exchange. It seems that there is only one way to get the white soul

Yunjinxiu pinched a flying insect.

With a whimper of flying insects, they disappeared in place.

Obviously, two thousand living creatures are not the highest number. Next, the number is still growing.

It seemed that the ghost envoy was not satisfied with the number of living creatures. For a long time, there was no increase in the price, and he was too slow to strike the gong.

Yun Jinxiu took a look in front of the audience.

I don't know why, several members of the Qing emperor's family did not move.

If they were aiming at the white soul, so quiet, they obviously had considerable chips in their hands.

"Master, please give me some advice." Cloud rich brocade ponders for a moment, looks to the old greasy spoon mouth.

The old man glared: "what can I teach you? If there is no living thing, there is no need to talk about it. "

Cloud brocade embroiders a way: "the elder certainly has the method."

Otherwise, he would not ask her if she would like to try to follow the price.

The old doggie puffed slightly at the corner of his mouth. He just wanted to light the cigarette bag and smoke it, but after thinking about it, he put it away again.

"You can't do it in the barter hall, or you'll offend both sides at once, and you'll have to leave a way for yourself." The meaningful opening of a veteran.

Cloud rich brocade corners of the mouth slightly draw, this old doggerel is really old doggerel, say to say, is not a grab word.

"Three thousand!"

Before that expressionless man again called out the amazing price, the whole audience fell into a boiling.

The ghost emissary who called the price finally had an expression. A trace of satisfaction appeared on his face and said, "3000, do you have anything with the price?"

"Three thousand one!"

Some people are biting their teeth.

The Qingdi family, which had been indifferent, finally moved one person: "3300!"

"Three hundred and fifty!"

"3400!" The Qing emperor's family kept silent and followed the price.

The face of the former follower twitched.

How cruel!

There are 3400 living creatures. How many lives are there in these people's hands?

"3500!" The man bit his teeth and continued to speak.

"Four thousand!" Previously, the cold man spoke.

This time, even the Qingdi family had no voice.Four thousand means four thousand lives. There are only a thousand people sitting there.

This white soul is valuable, but if it is to save a person's life, but to sacrifice thousands of innocent people's lives, who will pay the debt?

In the end, the family members of the Qing Emperor didn't speak up, but the white soul was won by the indifferent man with 4000 lives.

As soon as Fang finished, the crowd began to talk.

The cold man followed the ghost envoy to the backstage, but the Qingdi family members did not stop and walked outside.

As soon as they left, more than ten figures followed them.

The veteran also stood up and whispered, "go."

"The man was with the Qing emperor's family?" Cloud rich brocade gets up, pull small fox and mist rain, follow old doggie to sweep outward.

"Hey, otherwise, how could the Qing emperor family stop?"

He was very flexible, and soon came out of the barter hall, and then flashed away to the corner of the roadway.

Cloud brocade let fog rain return to the Star River first.

The people of Nalan family have seen the fog and rain. What's more, there will be a big war. The fog and rain will stay outside. It's too dangerous.

Little fox can follow the experience, after all, no one has seen his small face.

Some things, imagination is one thing, real experience, another.

As soon as they fell in the lane, a pig's head appeared: "lying trough! The sun came out in the west, and the woman went to invite Laozi after meeting the baby. "

Excrement basin way: "imagination is very plump, reality is very bony, goddess asked me, is you ya must follow."

The old doggie glared at the excrement basin and said, "can't my old eyes be dizzy? Is this a fabled cornucopia

With that, he reached out like a basin.

Cloud rich brocade stepped on the feet of the old greasy spoon and said: "the elder still put energy on the body of the Qing emperor family."

Although the basin is a cornucopia, it may be recognized as a cornucopia, but there are really few. Actually, it is the shape of the basin, which is not worthy of the word "treasure". No matter how you look at it, it is more like a farmyard Shit pot.

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