"Have you found it?"

The urging sound was back and forth in the ear, and it had been broken for a long time.

The witch **** is expressionless.

A cat's expressionless face is really funny.

It was just at this time that Xin Lin didn't think there was any funny component.

She was very anxious, urging the Witch God.

"shut up."

The stone cat's forehead, blue muscles constantly beating.

He was about to be annoyed by this stupid daughter.

"You still have a face to tell me to shut up. Who promised that Ling Yue can safely leave Kunlun's old site? Now? Kunlun's old site collapsed, Ling Yue's life and death are unknown, and even his body is destroyed! Witch God, you are a big Fool."

Xin Lin sulked, pointing at the witch god, and bluntly dropped.

Big fooling, cheating on paper, scumbag... such rebuke has already brought the witch **** to the brink of outbreak.

"Xin Lin, you better shut up for me, otherwise, you will find someone yourself."

The Wujin God endured his anger, and he could not bear it again and again.

Thirty-three days is so difficult to search for a soul.

Not to mention, Ye Lingyue is probably not in thirty-three days.

But this dead girl will only count.

He helped rescue hundreds of people, did such a great thing, she didn't even mention it?

Not even a word of praise?

"You still have a temper?"

Xin Lin rolled his eyes.

The stone cat actually left when he lifted his foot.

No, this guy is really angry.

Xin Lin's eyes rolled.

She also got a sense of the temper of the witch god.

Know that this is soft but not hard.

She grabbed the stone cat by the tail.

Since the Soul God's soul fragments were brought back by the stone cat, Xin Lin has dealt with him more conveniently.

At least, there is a vent.

The witch **** was about to run away, but found his tail was dragged.

"You let go."

The witch **** has revealed the cat's claws, and it is extremely sharp.

"I am not loose."

Xin Lin shook her head. The next moment, she picked up the stone cat.

Recently, her soul has become much stronger, and the soul can touch the real thing. According to the witch god, only one sentence is suitable for the body, and she can return to 33 days.

"Xin Lin, how dare you catch Lao Tzu!"

The voodoo was soaring.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

Because his tail was loosened, he saw a soft touch on his back.

Seeing that Xin Lin is rusty and shaving herself.

"I heard that cats like to be shaved the most. I was wrong. I shouldn't blame you. Please, help me find Lingyue. She is alone, alone, and I don't know where she is."

I saw the little girl hugging herself, her eyes red, and she looked like she was crying.

The witch **** was stunned.

He was stiff.

I have to say that although Xin Lin's gestures are not proficient, Mao Mao is still very comfortable.

Even stone cats like him felt comfortable.

This girl, after taking the wrong medicine, can't even ask for help?

The witch **** wondered.

Xin Lin looked "poorly" at the stone cat, and saw his tail blowing down comfortably, secretly rejoicing.

"Sure enough, the words of the old ghosts of the Nine Nether Hells are true. Men eat soft but not hard."

There are no evil spirits in the Nine Nether Hell, Xin Lin and their gang have been around for a long time.

Her relationship with the Witch God is terrible.

The old ghosts really couldn't see the past and secretly gave her a lot of advice.

Xin Lin didn't agree with it earlier, but she asked for help today. She tried it and found out, hey, thief spirit.

"I'm reluctant to try again."

The witch **** was coaxed, and the cat's eyes narrowed, unknowingly, in the eyes of the little girl holding herself, a flash of wisdom flashed.

"However, compared to me, searching for souls should be your specialty. Why don't you try it yourself, anyway, the power of the souls under your eyes is also strong enough to search for souls or undead."

The witch **** glanced at Xin Lin.

"Search for the undead? I won't."

Xin Lin waved his hands again and again.

"Oh, you are Queen Qing Cang. With such skills, why can't you."

The witch **** is not angry.

He didn't know it earlier, but since the soul fragments of Kunlun's old site returned, he remembered it.

At the beginning, Xin Lin used the forbidden technique...

However, looking at her expression, I really don't know.

The witch **** is right.

Ye Lingyue and Xin Lin are all the people in the Kunlun site. Those who experienced the catastrophe thousands of years ago don't seem to remember what happened.

It's as if someone has taken everyone's memory away.

That person is not Xin Lin, not Qin eclipse, nor Ayue, nor Chang Sunge and his family, who will it be?

Thinking of the half chaotic beads of Bingxin, it seems that the most likely one is Bingxin.

"I really don't know, what level is my Queen Qing Cang, do you know?"

Xin Lin Nunu mouth.

"You won't, but someone will. You can go and observe it. It just happens to have this opportunity."

Wujin thought of a solution.

"Observation? Can this thing be observed?"

Xin Lin was surprised.

"No, you said someone will? What does this mean? Could it be that there are my Qing Cang people?"

Xin Lin, an agitator, tastes the extrverbal meaning in the witchcraft language.

"Stupid. Later, someone will use Qing Cang's secret technique to come to the Nine Nether Hell to find someone. When the time comes, you and I will pass by together. You can only watch, there can be no movement, otherwise, you will be called away, but It's troublesome."

Wu Wu did not have a good air.

Xin Lin was stunned.

She still has clan?

And she has never seen anything about Qing Cang.

But if that method could really find Ling Yue's soul, she would be willing to learn it.

During the talk, in the Nine Nether Hell, the situation changed suddenly.

Most of the Nine Nether Hells were dark and dark, and they could not see anything. All they heard was the bursts of ghosts crying and howling.

But today, a gust of wind suddenly started.

"coming."

Xin Lin was surprised, and heard the sound of excitement in the voice of the witch god.

Wu Wu said, he urged Xin Lin to follow him along the origin of the wind.

"Xueying, my son Xueying, where are you, my mother is looking for you."

The stormy winds, when they were far away, only heard wind in their ears.

But as she approached, Xin Lin discovered that the voice was actually a woman's call.

Xin Lin was shocked and looked at the Wujin.

"It seems that what I expected was correct. The other party came to find Chang Sun Xueying. Unfortunately, she was destined to return without merit. The woman's soul has already disappeared."

The witch **** taunted.

"The souls of those who died in Kunlun's old site will also come here?"

Xin Lin was surprised when he heard it.

"It depends on who it is. Most of the bad guys will come here. Changxue Xueying is also considered to be full of wickedness. If she hasn't been calculated by Bingxin, there is indeed the possibility of coming here.

Wu Wu explained.