Chapter 570 (1/2)

”This Quentin, can let the demon or ghost get extremely powerful power, isn't it?” I asked.

Luo Mingshang looked at me and shook his head, ”not only those things, but also people.”

”What are you talking about?” I was startled. ”People can do it!”

”Well.” Luo Mingshang nodded, ”a four evil spirit array with four Yin Qi bodies condenses a kuidan. To put it bluntly, kuidan is also consuming the spirits of the four different Yin Qi bodies.”

”Wait a minute, you say, a four evil forces array can coagulate a kuidan?” That Muchuan said now there are six in the whole country, isn't there already six kuidan? Plus other areas. I can't help helping my forehead.

”What's the matter with you, Cher?” Luo Mingshang quickly hugs me.

I shook my head. ”It's OK. I'm ok.” I took luomingshang downstairs. Did not notice, lying in the cat's nest, the fox raised his head, eyes in a burst of gloomy.

There is a small piece of broken jade floating in the open palm, shining in the moonlight. The green color is very beautiful. The little white fox jumps on my leg. I put away the broken jade and touch his fur. It's been a few days, and his injury is almost as good. So, it's time to talk about business.

”I know you can take me to other pieces.” I said softly, ”I believe you also want to know what this is.”

Little fox looked at me, then nodded, jumped down and changed into a human figure, ”do you really want to go?”

”Don't you want to?” I glanced at him.

”A lot of demons and ghosts want to get this thing, but no one knows what it is for. They just know that having it is like carrying a flower that attracts bees,” Du Han replied. ”My friend's name is statement. He is a person. To be exact, he is a Taoist. That thing was handed down by his ancestors, but it's not a good thing. According to his own opinion, his family started to flee from memory. The root of all this is that little broken jade, but they can't throw that thing away because of their own memory I also know that it's a very important thing. It's more important than their own lives. He watched his relatives die one by one, including himself. He told me that thing and a secret, and then he was killed. I tried my best to escape. I want to know what it was, why it attracted so many people so crazy, why, why Let people keep him even if they don't want to die. ”

”It's like a jigsaw puzzle. Maybe only by spelling it out can we know what it is and why so many people want to get him, and why so many people have to keep him even if they have to fight for their lives.” I glanced through the cold.

Du Han thought about it, nodded, then pulled me up, and then held me and jumped out of the window.

”Crouch, fox, you are crazy!” I screamed. ”Ah

”Ah Another scream also remembered, Du Han some depressed lying on the ground, ”I said, you press me, what's your name?”

”It hurts to fall on the ground.” I stood up and patted my wrinkles.

”I know that better than you!” Du Han's face is black. He has experienced it personally. Of course, he knows that when he gets up from the ground, his body is covered with soil in white clothes. Du Han pats the soil on his body.

”Well, where is this?” I react and look around. It's cloudy and rainy. It's like a temple yard. The flower trees are blooming in a corner of the yard.