Venerated Venomous Consort

Gu Xiyu was miserable.

Maybe she has lived this life?

No matter how hard she tried, she didn't help, and worked hard for decades. Before returning to liberation overnight, it was her most realistic portrayal.

Long Si could not see her in the night, holding her hand: "I am sorry, you are not sad, nor is it... not completely unproductive, big deal... big deal, don't want this body, you know, I have there. clone……"

Gu Xiwei: "..."

She remembered the girl in the hail and felt instinct.

The clone is a deep thorn in her heart. She subconsciously hates the word. Now she wants to be a clone?

"She can't change her body anymore!" The emperor's clothes suddenly opened. He was sitting at a table at the moment, his voice was light and cold: "If she changes her body, she will fly away!"

Long Si’s face changed: “What? What?”

"Long Si night, you should also understand the rules of the possession of this world. The foreign soul can easily be attached to the weight, unless she and the body are originally in perfect harmony, even this body is her past life, in short, can be attached to the weight, Tens of thousands of people may not be able to succeed, but she succeeded. This is naturally fortunate for her, but it also buried the bane, because her soul is after all, when it is integrated into the body, it should be The body signed a contract, the body can fully accommodate it, but its soul will also penetrate into the body, closely connected. Can not be split again, once split, it is to dig the soul, she will not only taste Hundreds of times of soul pain, the soul will be broken, even if you have the ability to gather souls, it will take a hundred years to condense her again, and the body you made looks pleasing to the eye, but After all, there are flaws. Even if she can succeed in that one hundred years later, she can no longer practice the magical skills. It is still a beautiful waste material, and it is basically no different from now!"

The Emperor’s clothes were so hard to say so many words, and the content was not only surprised by Long Si’s night, but even Gu Shizhen was taken aback.

Listening to the tone of Emperor Yu, he knows that she is born with weight! How did he know?

She remembered that she had only said it to the saints, and she did not talk to other people, nor did she say anything to the emperor.

Her pair of nephews finally looked at the emperor's clothes: "How do you know me..."

"This seat naturally knows!" Emperor Yiyi interrupted her: "There are not many things in this world that can pass this seat! Especially you-"

Gu Xiwei: "..."

So how much did he know her?

Long Si night subconsciously said: "I don't believe it! I don't believe what you said!"

Emperor Yu looked at his eyes sharply: "So you want to take her life to try?!"

Long Si night: "..." He was pale: "The body I made is perfect. Once resurrected, it should be a genius! And the indicators are also in line with the sorrow, she..."

Emperor Yuyi interrupted him again: "So you still want to try?"

Long Si night can't speak again!

Although the Emperor Yi Yi’s usual work is not sensible, and most of the time it is owed to the flat, his ability is also recognized by everyone.

Except for himself, all the disciples who have taught him have learned a lot from him.

Even if it is Long Si night, it is also the cultivation of the wood spirit learned from the Emperor's clothing...

Therefore, this left-day master will have a lot of unknown metaphysics, no one knows.