Chapter 383 (2/2)

”The soul is figurative.”

This call from the heart, the spiritual stars in the small universe suddenly become pure, black holes are dark, in which a group of golden light from scratch, from small to large, suddenly appeared in front of the undead microorganisms, these small things can not understand what is in front of them, in Ivy's small universe, they have been cut off from the outside world.

The golden light shrank slightly, and the light was dim. Inside was a crumpled, crumpled golden paper. It seemed that the paper was full of words, but no one could understand it.

This is what Ivy's soul looks like at the moment.

The soul state at the moment is not Ivy's intention, but the original natural soul state.

This situation is rare, the same truth, ivy is only the right to use, but not ownership. But there is no doubt that this kind of soul is of a high standard.

The soul unfolds gently according to Ivy's wishes a little.

Even so, the huge pressure suddenly enveloped the whole small universe.The little undead microbe, like a handful of sugar thrown into hot water, quickly melts and disappears.

And ivy, too, felt the sweetness.

The soul is satisfied, and ivy can control it - well, maybe we should change the word, please move the soul, the temptation of a good taste is also a big reason.

Its color became more profound, and gradually developed towards dark gold. The handwriting on it is clearer.

However, the gold light around it is dense several times, like a viscous liquid, so the clear handwriting is more illegible.

Hehe.

Ivy doesn't care. He doesn't want to know himself. In his free will, he doesn't want to know who he is, what role he plays, what he should do.

He just wants to be free, like a white cloud, like a falling leaf, like a wisp of missing

But he is very happy, the satisfaction of the soul, the biggest benefit is him.

The special spiritual energy sandwiched in the undead microorganism is not wasted at all, but is fed back to him. His soul is more powerful, his magic cultivation is stronger, and his path of practice is smoother. Everything is very beautiful.

Except, the undead microbes have not disappeared. They are his now. They are suspended in Ivy's sea of knowledge, now in the center of his eyebrows.

However, there is still one thing missing. The one who allows them to reside in other places has more operation rights on them