C1631 (1/2)

Shi Wuhuan sat down on the equipment beside him, not sulking. Shi Wuyu said earnestly:

”ah Huan, I know you are dissatisfied with dad's decision. But it's our father after all. Why should it be more true? ”

Shi Wuhuan still did not speak, Shi Wuyu also had no way: ”in a word, after you talk less, other things, I will deal with.”

On the other hand, Fang Yang came to the door of Jin Yan and the seven armed God King in a bad mood, knocked on the door, and soon Jin Yan came out: ”Fang Yang? Why are you here at this time? ”

Fang Yang replied, ”I have something to ask you. I don't know if it's convenient.”

Jinyan let Fang Yang into the room: ”come in, there is no inconvenience. What would you like to drink? ”

Fang Yang sat down on the chair and said, ”thank you, no need. I just want to know what will happen if the soul is complete and forced to merge with a sacred vessel? ”

Jinyan immediately became sensitive: ”why do you ask this? Whose soul has been sealed by force? ”

Fang Yang nodded: ”it can also be said that the soul of an old friend of mine is now sealed in a holy vessel of light. I want to help him, but I don't know where to start

Jin Yan thought for a moment: ”your old friend should be from the ancient martial arts world, but his soul is sealed in the holy weapon of light in the West. It must be due to different attributes. The longer it takes, the greater the damage will be.

One of the ways to save him is to meet a big chance and let his soul become a pure light attribute. The other is to find a way to refine the holy power of light on the holy vessel of light.

Besides, I can't think of any better way. But with all due respect, it's hard to say whether anyone can do it all over the world.

Even if there is a little mistake, it may damage the soul sealed in it, or even be directly broken up, and there will never be a chance of reincarnation! ”

”So...”

Jinyan's words and Shi wuxiangru said are roughly the same, Fang Yang also confirmed the truth of the matter: ”nothing, you have a rest, I went back.”

Fang Yang doesn't know what he wants to do. In the middle of the night, without the slightest sleepiness, he drives out of Jiangbei jade city.

Just turned a man-made bridge, suddenly attracted by the light on the bridge head. Slowly stop, Fang Yang walked past.

On the steps beside the bridge, squatting an old man in cloth clothes, with white hair and beard and thin figure, was smoking a cigarette bag in silence.

The light of the fire came from the three foot pot in the hands of the old man in cloth clothes. It was particularly dazzling in the night sky.

Fang Yang stopped at the foot of the steps and quietly looked at the old man smoking dry smoke. They were five meters apart, which was the critical point of the attack.

Fang Yang didn't move. The old man in cloth clothes didn't seem to find him. He didn't even lift his head. He was still smoking dry tobacco there, flashing the rhythm of rules.

The old man didn't know how long he sat here and how much he smoked. His hands of the copper pot, head has been burning red, like a small sun.

Fang Yang waited until the old man finished smoking this bag of cigarettes, then slowly said: ”are you here for me?”

The old man in cloth clothes did not look up. He slowly took out the tobacco from the Yellow smoking bag around his waist and put it on: ”what do you say?”

Fang Yang asked: ”why don't you know how to address your predecessors? What does it represent? ”

The old man skillfully packed the cut tobacco, took out two flints and hit them several times. A little spark fell on the dry cut tobacco and ignited it again.

Fang Yang found that the old man's hands were big and stable, covered with calluses and very powerful. He was a master of external skills.