Her heart was filled with blood and she looked at Hua Wuxiang: "Wuxiang, do you have any other way?"

Hua Wuxiang was also moved. He pondered for a moment and said, "Emperor, if her soul is really gone, you can try collecting it with the Soul Gathering Pearl. As long as she can collect a piece of her soul, I can help her weave her soul. But the time will last longer..."

Ye Xuanji interjected and said, "How long? It won't take two hundred years, right?"

Hua Wuxiang sighed lightly: "It will take longer--"

Ye Xuanji: "..."

However, Indra shook his head slightly: "Don't weave the soul for her. Then she will suffer too much..."

She had suffered enough, how could he bear to let her suffer the pain of the soul weaving that was like a thousand knives being cut into pieces?

What's more, it's hundreds of years?! It's so cruel!

Hua Wuxiang stood up and said, "No matter what, let's think about gathering your soul first. Maybe that Hua hugs the moon will have a way."

Ye Xuanji was stunned and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but after a pause, she stopped again and smiled and said, "Yes, you should first think about gathering her soul."

She took out a green bead from her body: "This is a soul gathering bead. If you take it, try to wander around the place where she has been active, and maybe she will be able to gather her soul..."

Indra was held in his hand, slowly holding his palm, holding this faint glow of hope-

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The red magma, the scorching platform, the huge crystal coffin, the beauty in the green clothes in the crystal coffin was still sleeping as usual, with a faint resentful spirit entangled and flew beside her, keeping her body as charming as before.

Feng Xiaoxun carefully spread his palms, and a pure white and transparent soul fragment in his palm trembled slightly. It was the most important human soul among the three souls and seven spirits of Feiyue.

With it, he no longer has to kill innocent people by killing others and using other resentful spirits to keep Fei Yue’s corpse from corrupting.

Maybe she can use it to collect other souls, so that she can recover and return to his side.

He looked at the crystal coffin, then looked at the soul film in his palm, and sighed softly.

In order to get this fragment, he designed to force his brother's lover to death, forcing the smart, lively and intelligent woman to scatter, and successfully pull Indra into hell-

It was a matter of killing two birds with one stone, but for some reason it made him feel a little heavy.

When he was seriously injured and was discovered by Luo Qingyu in a cave. Luo Qingyu wanted to kill him, but suddenly he felt like he was controlled by something, allowing him to escape, and he realized that Luo Qingyu's body and the Qingyue sword had a fragment of Feiyue's soul.

He confirmed this even more after several encounters.

At first, he didn't understand why Fei Yue's soul ran to Luo Qingyu. It was not until Luo Qingyu practiced and became an immortal in the twenty-eighth level of heaven that the resentful spirit planted in her body could no longer be kept and was successfully recycled by him. From the mouth of the resentful spirit who had become a god of war, he understood the rough process of the matter.

It turned out that Feng Xiaoxun had always made a resentful spirit to keep Fei Yue's corpse intact, and the war god resentful spirit was one of them.

It wandered around Fei Yue's corpse at that time, and found a small fragment of soul hidden in Fei Yue's body, with an extremely weak aura, and Feng Xiaoxun had never noticed it.

The war god's resentment spirit was resentful for a moment and swallowed the fragment.
Chapter completed!