Chapter 1873
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It's over!
Feeling that his opponent was unbeatable, Zhen Xiaoxiao subconsciously clutched her Blizzard Traversing Storage Pouch. Cold sweat flowed from her temples to her neck.
Her pouch was filled with her favorite toys.
What if Black Robe wanted the Bamboo Idols or the Seven Leaf Cauldron? Was he really going to give it up?
Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao was hesitating, there was a scream in his head!
"No! Don't drag me down! I'm not leaving! Master, save me ah ah ah! Master, save me ah ah ah ah! "
The scream was not only in Zhen Xiaoxiao's ears, but also in front of the other three people in the Mu Family's Teleportation Boat.
Mu Lu, Mu Liu, and Mu Ziming watched in shock as Black Robe exerted his power. A ferocious Demonic Soul slowly separated from Zhen Xiaoxiao's body and flew up into the sky!
"Damn! Is Xiaoxiao being possessed by an evil spirit? "Mu Ziming shuddered. Seeing Old Demon's ferocious expression, she was frightened.
"Wow! That's awesome! The aura of this Demonic Soul … is quite strong. It seems to have a sharp knife will. Could this be the source of Xiaoxiao's knife skills? "
The wooden furnace did not abide by the rules of etiquette. It was extremely tolerant of any cultivation method. Therefore, when it saw the real form of the Devil Soul, it did not panic like Mu Ziming, nor was it shocked like Mu Liu. Instead, its eyes shone brightly. It was extremely curious about how the Devil Soul could coexist with the real Xiao Xiao!
If he could learn this technique, would he be able to capture a strong cultivator and extract their soul? Would he be able to forcefully take away the powerful technique that belonged to him?
Well done, you little brat!
Such a powerful technique, yet you kept it a secret when you exchanged Dan with me. You didn't even say a word. I thought you were my confidant!
Thinking of this, the woodstove scratched its ears and cheeks, and could not help but cast an angry glance at Zhen Xiaoxiao.
"No wonder Xiaoxiao's Dan power improved so quickly in the clan. Maybe this Demonic Soul is strengthening her. I wonder if Father and the others know about this." Mu Liu's eyes were filled with confusion.
What?
Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was tightly clutching his storage pouch and lion head broadsword, never would have thought that the benefits that the black-robed man wanted from him … were actually the old devil.
Unable to accept this fact, Zhen Xiaoxiao's brain crashed. He was stunned for a long time before he made a weak protest in panic.
"No … it can't be him! Anything else will do! "
Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, she was immediately pressed to the ground by Mu Liu and Mu Ziming, who pounced on her from the left and right respectively, and covered her mouth.
"Xiao Xiao, wake up! When did you lose your mind to evil spirits? How did you become so muddle-headed? "
"That's right! Let that Lord take him away. You won't lose anything. Instead, you'll benefit from it. In the future, you won't be bothered by the devil souls anymore! Quickly say thank you! "
He was simply too worried for Zhen Xiaoxiao. As he watched the Demon Soul slowly fade away, Mu Liu's eyes were filled with gratitude towards the black robe, which had a unique aesthetic.
"Ga ga ga ga!"
The black-robed man's gaze did not linger on the four Mu family members for long. He pulled the remnant of Mo Lixue's soul in front of him and laughed wildly.
"This ugly loach's cries are so tragic! This noble one feels so good just listening to it! Interesting! This is too interesting! What's the point of forcefully occupying a little girl's sea of knowledge? Come, come, come … be a little follower of this noble one. As long as you listen obediently, wash Master's feet and sing songs every day, perhaps this noble one will be in a good mood and forge a new body for you with an array formation! The kind that can continue to cultivate! "
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