Ye Qinghan did not get angry facing Alluring Wolf Girl's strength. At this time, offending an unknown existence was courting death.
"What does Fairy want?" Ye Qinghan asked in a deep voice.
Alluring Wolf Girl looked down at Ye Qinghan and said indifferently, "I want a part of your soul's memory, all of it."
Ye Qinghan frowned. If he gave all of his soul's memory to an outsider, it would be easy for them to kill him. He would not put his life in the hands of others.
"Impossible! Fairy, you're making things difficult for me, "Ye Qinghan refused coldly.
Alluring Wolf Girl said solemnly, "I have a hundred ways to take your soul, but if you take the initiative to hand it over, it will cause you the least harm. I am thinking for you, so I hope you will not make it difficult for me."
"I don't read much, so don't lie to me! If I give all of my soul's memory to you, it will be the same as putting my life in your hands. If this is the least harm, then I want to know what is the greatest harm? "Ye Qinghan asked in disdain.
"The biggest harm is if I catch you and directly plunder your soul." Yaorao patted her mount Black Wolf King, then jumped in front of everyone.
Ye Qinghan bit his lower lip and stared at the flower-like beauty in front of him. His fingertips trembled, and Zhong Kuang beside him expressed his intention.
Weng!!
Zhong Kuang shook, wanting to soar into the sky and fight!
"You want to force me to make a move?" Alluring Wolf Girl asked indifferently.
Hua!
Boom!!
Ye Qinghan's right hand grasped the hilt of his saber and directly pulled out Zhong Kuang. He said in a serious voice, "You are the one who is forcing me to make a move. I don't even know you before, so why do you want to copy my soul?"
"I have my own place." Alluring Wolf Girl coldly glanced at Li Peize and Su Zhan. She calmly said, "You two better not interfere, otherwise today, this Beimu Mountain Range will be your burial ground."
Hua!!
Alluring Wolf Girl tapped her foot and left the Black Wolf King. She waved her hand and said, "Black Wolf King, step back first. I'll ask for advice from this Sect Master Ye's strength."
Ye Qinghan knew that if Black Wolf King didn't intervene, then Li Peize and Su Zhan couldn't intervene. Otherwise, Black Wolf King would be able to sweep away the two of them, and he would have to face Black Wolf King and Wolf Girl Yaorao in the end.
Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoists, the two of you stand to the side first. I will seek guidance from the enchanting fairy's immortal techniques."
Whoosh!
Su Zhan and Li Peize retreated to the rear. Even Sovereign Ye became much more well-behaved and hurriedly ran to the rear.
Dark Wolf King was three meters tall, it was even bigger than a cow. Its four limbs were powerful, and its two eyes were very red. It already possessed the ability to transform. Merely, wolf clan was too proud, even if it could transform, it wouldn't do it. Unless the situation was special, it understood Yaorao's meaning. It quickly retreated ten steps, and arrived at the foot of the mountain to overlook the battlefield.
At this moment, the golden boy and jade girl's aura surged to the heavens. Their battle intent clashed with each other, causing their battle robes to become cold.
Whoosh!
Yaorao took out her bamboo flute, her thin lips pressed against the bamboo flute, and lightly blew. The melodious sound of the flute was vast and mighty. It lingered powerlessly, and had an extremely hypnotic power. It brought along a soft soul attack that interweaved in all directions of the battlefield. However, it didn't harm anyone outside the battlefield.
Only Ye Qinghan understood the danger of this!
Ye Qinghan's soul and willpower were absolutely invincible within the same realm. However, at this moment, his body trembled, and he actually fell into a space. It was as if there was an endless whirlpool in front of him. Once he fell into it, any kind of resistance would be like a trapped beast struggling in front of the whirlpool. It made people feel despair.
Buzz — — —
The flute in Ye Qinghan's hand lightly vibrated, waking him up. Looking at Yaorao playing her heavenly song in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his hand to play the flute. Although this flute wasn't very high grade, it was cast by Green Lotus Sword Immortal's body. It already had a telepathic connection with Ye Qinghan.
Hum — — —
The melodious flute sound tore through the void and tangled with Yaorao's flute sound. It was as if dragon and phoenix were crying in harmony. The sky even formed a dragon and phoenix fighting each other.
Ordinary people only felt that the two of them were competing in melody, but experts knew that the two of them were fighting each other at this moment. They were fighting the most mysterious soul. Once the soul was defeated, even if they didn't die, they would be seriously injured.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
After a few incense sticks worth of time, Ye Qinghan's battle robe was crazily torn backwards. His feet crushed the mountain rocks as he retreated several steps. With his soul and willpower, he actually lost to wolf girl Yaorao. However, he still hadn't completely lost, at least he could still struggle.
This wolf girl's flute sound made people despair and was filled with sorrow. However, Ye Qinghan's flute sound was like the emergence of an overlord. The sound was like a great bell, generous and stirring, conquering all directions. It was more like a supreme being waving his military flag to kill all enemies in all directions.
Boom boom boom!!
Ye Qinghan's flute sound made people's blood boil. They wished they could rush into the battlefield and die without regret!
Da da da …
Large beads of sweat appeared on Ye Qinghan's forehead. However, wolf girl Yaorao didn't move at all. Her fingertips were constantly moving, and the melody was getting more and more sorrowful. Many people were clutching their chest as if they were experiencing great pain.
As time passed, wolf girl Yaorao's flute sound became more aggressive. Even tears began to appear at the corners of her eyes. The picturesque scenery was not as painful as her tears.
Ye Qinghan's heart was in a mess at this moment. It was as if he could see the expression of Kuang Sect's people dying in battle.
Whoosh — — —
The scene changed. Mu Zhuang's despair when he pulled out his sword before his death. Love Saint's sadness and resentment before his death …
Two lines of tears appeared in Ye Qinghan's eyes. The sadness in his eyes infected the sky. The sky was filled with sorrowful cries. Thousands of beasts were crawling on the mountain peaks and valleys, respectfully greeting the two emperors in front of them.
"It's over! He is crying. It means he has fallen into an illusion. He has lost. "Luo Wuhen sighed and shook his head. He helplessly muttered to himself.
As everyone knew, those who shed tears in front of wolf girl Yaorao were all defeated. They couldn't even struggle.
Woo woo woo — — —
Ye Qinghan's flute sound changed and became low and sorrowful. It was full of sorrow and sadness for the dead heroes of Kuang Sect. The war of the emperors, the ambition of the ancient God of Massacre, the embarrassing escape from the mythical plane, the incomprehension of Sanskrit, and the ridicule of the world. All these scenes that made him despair reverberated in his sea of consciousness.
Ah — — —
Ye Qinghan's tears fell like a river. The flute sound at the corner of his mouth came to an abrupt end. He sighed with both hands and roared for thousands of miles.
"I'm not willing! I don't want to be a slave! "
Ye Qinghan clutched his flute as his tears fell like rain. His proud bones bent as he was unable to resist in front of Yaorao. His lonely and cold back view made everyone feel sad as if this back view was his most helpless appearance. Countless people shed tears for him. He had moved the heavens and the earth, moved the people of the world. However, he could not move the wolf girl in front of him, nor could he move the hundreds of big shots on Big Shot Mountain.
Buzz!!
Hum — — —
Just when Ye Qinghan gave up resisting, an even more melodious sound of guqin pierced through the mountains and rivers. Through the projection, it resounded in the Immortal World. It shocked heaven and earth, and everything fell silent. Even the wind stopped.
Screech — — —
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. The Golden Thunder Dragon Roc swooped down from the sky. The Golden Thunder Dragon Roc spread its wings and covered the sky. The sound of the zither came from its back.
Jade fingers played the guqin. The impact of the guqin sound covered Yaorao's flute sound.
Whoosh!!
The Golden Thunder Dragon Roc descended powerfully. A wisp of white clothes fluttered in the wind. Its slender fingers didn't touch the strings of the guqin, but people's hearts. Even some of the people in Big Shot Mountain were surprised. The sound of the guqin was even better than the sound of nature. It could calm down even the impetuous Taoist heart.
Ye Qinghan opened his confused eyes. His eyes were full of mist. Looking at the back, his eyes were even more moist.
"My son … I …"
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