Chapter 65 Return to the Soul

Jian Xiao was not afraid and touched the bone: "Borrow the corpse to return the soul?"

The swordsman who had been watching coldly and thinking beside him said, "It's wrong. It's to repay the soul through bones." When Jian Xiao heard the sword clan's words, he immediately felt that the other party was indeed reasonable. He borrowed bones and returned his soul. Strong really only had a skeleton at this time. It is not an overdone to say that it is true.

At this time, Faux Strong has slowly opened the package and picked up a pile of broken bones mixed with wall ash and broken bricks from it. The small skeleton has no intention of taking care of the swordsman and the sword flute at all. At this time, it is not easy for the two heroes to disturb other people's sadness.

The small skeleton slowly put down the broken bones, and then began to dig a hole under the tree. In this matter, the sword clan and Jianxiao could help. The two big men picked up the sword in their hands and began to dig the earth. Soon a small pit was dug. Foxstrom cleaned up the broken bones and broken bricks and put the broken bones in. In the pit.

When Focostrom finished these things, a demon moon had already risen in the sky. The cold wind in early autumn is coming, and it is still very cold at night.

"Ask whatever you want to ask." Fo Ke. Strong naturally leaned against the tree, lowering his unique head, that is, the skull.

"Are you really going to return the soul?" In the final analysis, the time of the white bone clan is also rare, not to mention that the soul returns to the original bones. Most of the white bone clan are their own souls and other people's bodies.

"Hmm." Fo Ke. Strong nodded to indicate that he was the original owner of the skeleton.

"How did you go back to your original body?" It's the first time I've heard of Jian Xiao that I can find the soul of my original skeleton.

"I don't know what Mr. Jian Xiao said."

The swordsman looked at the sword flute regretfully: "I asked for nothing."

Jian Xiao kicked the sword clan: "This is a miracle. I have lived for so many years and have never seen the white bone clan that can return to his body. Today is the first time."

"Are you looking for this?" Under the silver light, a white wafer appeared in Fox Strone's hand.

The familiar breath flowed, and the heart of the sword clan couldn't calm down. The white fragment, the sword clan was too familiar. I believe that there was already a reaction at this time.

In the cave on the cliff, she has walked to the edge of the cave and looked at the distance doubtfully.

Di Jianchen carefully leaned over, with a little respect on his face: "Mrs. Shaozhuang, what are you doing?"

"Something appeared, fragments." Shun'er said affirmatively. After saying this, Shun'er turned around and walked into the hole.

Hearing this, I felt brainless: "Do you understand?" Zijian Wuya shook his head: "I don't understand either."

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"How can this thing be in your hand?" Jianxiao has also come into contact with this thing many times. Naturally, he understands the power of this thing and repays his soul by borrowing bones. It seems that it is the ghost of this fragment. The thousand-year-old white bone on Dieyi Mountain is also in the same situation. At that time, the little girl could clearly feel that there was a fantasy jade-chasing fragment hidden in the thousand-year-old white bone upper body.

"This fragment has been embedded into my body very early. It has been appearing for several months.

Jian Xiao touched the sweat on his forehead: "This thing flew to the kingdom of Zhao Qiong for a while, and then flew here for a while. I really don't know how many this thing there are in the world."

"Nine." For the question of Jian Xiao, the sword clan can naturally give a standard answer.

Jianxiao stared at the white fragment in the small skeleton hand bone: "This fragment also seems to be white." Poor Jian Xiao didn't find this until now: "The one in the hand of the second prince of Zhao seems to be white."

The swordsman was speechless: "That's good."

"If I remember correctly, the black fragments are full of evil, and the white fragments are full of holiness."

"You can't say something new." The swordsman's eyes were also placed on the white fragment. It's just that Jian Xiao's words are really redundant.

"Is it Franco? Strong is the purifier of the soul chasing jade.

For this point, the sword clan shook its head resolutely: "His Royal Highness Prince Zhao Guang is one, and the other is also Shun'er. In the past history, when there were Xuanhun chasing jade, there have always been only two purification sensors."

"I don't think Shun'er girl is necessarily. There are no two or four fragments from her hand, but I haven't seen the white Xuanhun jade fragments appear in his hand."

"Well,,,,,." The swordsman found that this was indeed a hard injury of Shun'er, and they didn't know what was going on with this hard injury, but whether Shun'er could sense the fragments of Taoist soul chasing jade was indeed an indisputable fact, so what's going on now. The swordsman looked at Fo Ke, who was half shorter than himself. Strong.

"So I think Buddha Ke and Prince Zhao Guang are the purifiers of the pursuit of jade." Jian Xiao is full of confidence.

"Really?" Hearing the question, the swordsman then stretched out his right hand and grabbed it on Buddha's right hand: "Let me look at this fragment." When the swordsman finished speaking, they had already pinched the fragments in the palm of their hands. Fo Ke. Strong didn't have enough time to react, and the fragments have changed hands.

The sparse sound came into the ears of the swordsman and the sword flute, and something incredible happened in front of them. Just now, Foke, who was able to stand, be straight, talk and even be dragged away by the swordsman in the cold wind. Strong turned into a pile of bones in this sparse click.

"This is what you call the Xuanhun Jade Purpurator." The sword clan said that they threw the fragments at the bones, and the mysterious soul chasing jade fragments with white light flew into the skeleton pile, and then the light of the demon moon. The sword clan found that the bones began to reorganize again, separated their feet and their hands. Soon a complete skeleton appeared in front of the swordsmen.

"It's really the power of this fragment." Jian Xiao touched the reorganized bones with his hand.

To be honest, the swordsman was also shocked by the scene in front of them, and the power of the soul chasing jade has indeed reached an incredible level. The swordsman thought of taking out the book that had been in their arms, and the four characters of "Xuanhun Chasing Jade" appeared under the demon moon. The swordsman had already held this book in his hand when he left Jimo Villa again.

"There is not a word in this book. Why are you holding it?" Jian Xiao naturally saw the movements of the sword clan at a glance.

"I heard that there are secrets in this book." Before the sword clan finished speaking, Jian Xiao had already snatched it: "Secret? Your sister, your father and I have been looking through this book for many years and haven't seen a reputation. I can't see any secret about this thing. At that time, your father also said that there was a secret hidden in this book.

It turned out that my father also thought so. Although he had never seen his father since he was a child, whenever the swordsmen heard about their father's deeds, they would feel extremely proud.

The sword flute over there casually looked through the wordless book in his hand. From beginning to end, the book Xuanhun Chasing Jade was still a blank piece of paper. The sword flute even pulled the paper of the book and pulled it hard. In indeed, nothing was turned out.

"This book is just a whiteboard. It's really useless to keep it. It's a pity to throw it away." After saying this, Jian Xiao's hand stroked the cover of the book: "What do you think this guy left such a book for?"

"Maybe it's to reveal some secrets."

"Bullshit, this book has been in Jimo Villa for thousands of years. How many predecessors have tried to uncover the secrets in the book and didn't figure it out." After saying that, Jian Xiao threw it casually, and the book flew into the arms of the sword clan like a parabola.

The swordsman caught it with one hand and said nothing. He put the book directly in his arms: "It's useless for me to put the Xuanhun Chasing Jade in the middle of the book. This matter is really too difficult to solve."

"That's right. Let's go up the cliff first." The sword flute picked up the sack on the ground and walked forward first.

"What about him?" The sword clan pointed to the dwarf Fo Ke beside him. Strong. The white skeleton looks particularly strange under the light of the demon moon.

Jianxiao was stunned and turned to look at Franco Strong: "What do you think you should do?"

"Take him with you."

"You're crazy. I don't know whether he is a dwarf or a white bone clan now." Jian Xiao couldn't wait to curse.

"At least he is not malicious." After saying that, the swordsman held Buddha. Strong raised his hand on his shoulder and put it on himself: "Let's go."

"You have to figure it out. He is a monster that strictly belongs to neither the White Bones nor the Dwarves." After saying that, Jian Xiao twisted the sack on his shoulder and began to walk in the direction of the cliff.

"Falco, how old were you before you died?" The swordsman walked easily between the mountains and forests. Fo Ke. Strong's weight is not heavy at all, just a little bone, gently shaking, for the swordsman, it is simply a matter of hand.

"I was ten years old that year." The hoarse voice came from the head of the sword clan. If it was another person, how capable it should be to bear it. Fortunately, the swordsmen have seen the white bone man, and even heard the thousand-year-old white bone talk. There is no difference between the two skeletons in terms of sound.

The sword clan asked sadly, "Are you watching your parents being killed by the dwarf who occupied your house?" There was a sound of bone collision from his head. The swordsman looked up and saw that Buddha Ke. Strong was nodding hard at this time.

The swordsman patted the small skeleton on the shoulder with a little sadness in their hearts: "It's okay, at least you're still alive now."

"It's easy to say." Jian Xiao turned his head and said, "He is neither a dwarf nor a white bone clan now. It can be said that there is no place for him at all between heaven and earth."

The swordsman was dissatisfied and said, "Why doesn't he belong to the White Bone clan?" Although Jian Xiao's words are true, the sword clan does not want Jian Xiao to be in his mouth all the time.

"Why? Just because he died 20 years ago, although the people of the white bone family are also like him, they can all live freely in this world. Can this child? Without the soul chasing jade, he is just a very simple bone.

The swordsman has nothing to say for a moment, and it is indeed Buddha. In any way, Strong is just a dwarf resurrected by chasing jade by the mysterious soul, and he is just a skeleton that has only died for 20 years. Just now, when the swordsman inadvertently took out the fragments of the soul chasing jade, all this was doomed.