After Xia Zi Qiqi spoke, Emperor Fu shook his body and froze, feeling as if he had overturned the Wuwei bottle and could not express his feelings.

If you don't remove the nails, Xiaoxiazi will live an extra day, and she will always have another day of pain.

Such endless torture is enough to destroy the tenacity of a teenager.

"Sister ... please ..." Xia Zi's hollow eyes burst with blood-like tears, and her little hand clutching her horn was trembling and would fall at any time.

"Fuyao, let me help him together." Nangong Changqing suddenly walked into the room and said with a sad face: "It is better than his wish to let Xiao Xiazi suffer from day and night drama.

At least let him not die in pain when he finally died. "

"Thank you ... Prince ..." Xia Ziqi smiled pale. "If there is an afterlife, Xiaoxiazi will be loyal to you ..."

"If there is an afterlife, this palace only hopes that you can live freely and live a healthy life without suffering from it."

Xia Ziqi braced himself with a convulsive body and sat up strenuously with his back to the two.

Di Fuyao held back his heartache, smiled and touched Xiao Xiazi's head, and his fingertips slowly slid onto the nail cap at Baihui Point. "Xiao Xiazi is so good, it won't hurt any time soon."

Nangong Changqing also stretched out her hand, her fingers trembling uncontrollably, and her fingertips covered Dazhui.

He couldn't bear to look over his head, accumulating energy, and slowly pulled out the iron nails in Dazhui.

Blood spurted out all at once.

Xia Ziqi bit his lip flap tightly, refraining to let himself make a cry.

Because he knew that if he made a painful cry, it would only make the Prince and Sister Emperor even more uncomfortable.

Emperor Fuyao saw that Xia Ziqi could not bear it very hard. She closed her eyes and shot like an electric power. She simply pulled out the last iron nail in Baihui Point.

Xia Ziqi's body suddenly collapsed on the bed, and his pale and thin face showed a bright and satisfied smile, and his vitality withered instantly.

Nangong Changqing, a big seven-foot man, tears twitched directly in his eyes.

Xiaoxiazi is like his brother. How could he not be sad when he watched his wounds leave?

But thinking that there is Fuyao beside him, he just held back his tears and wanted to comfort her, "Fuyao-"

The words came to a halt suddenly.

I did n’t know when Xia Ziqi had added a black ball. This black ball seemed to be spiritual. He bounced around Xia Ziqi and followed it.

In the meantime, the sphere exudes a faint black gas.

This black gas scrambled into Xia Ziqi's body.

Di Fuyao was squatting beside the couch, looking at his face in surprise.

"What is this?" Nangong Changqing followed her and squatted.

"Bone spirit," said Di Fuyao, "it seems to **** Xiaoxiazi's Yuan Shen."

"No, Xiaoxia Xiuwei has been destroyed. It stands to reason that without Xiuwei, there will be no gods after death." Nangong Changqing frowned. "How can the bone spirit absorb Xiaoxiazi's Yuan?"

God? "

"Look first." Di Fu shakes his mind and concentrates, trying to communicate with his spirit and spirit.

Unexpectedly, I really got in touch.

I received a frame of blurred images from the bones in my mind.

It took her a lot of work to understand what Buling wanted to express.

"I know, Bone Spirit is a collection of resentment and can absorb resentment. As long as it can absorb a little bit of resentment, it can take away all the thoughts after death and be stored in Bone Spirit.

Fu Yao couldn't help crying: "But Bone Spirit told me that Xiao Xiazi didn't seem to have any complaints, so he could only enter his body and look for them with him."

Nangong Changqing knew that Xiao Xiazi was kind, but he did not expect such kindness.

Life was devastated, and there was no resentment after death.

The two lie on the bed and watch the bones keep drilling into Xia Ziqi's body.

After a full fragrant time, Gu Ling came out of Xia Ziqi's body with a touch of white light.

After seeing Bai Guang out of the body, he quickly condensed into a human shape, although it was only three centimeters in size, but he was undoubtedly Xia Ziqi.

"This is it?" Nangong Changqing was shocked.

Di Fuya was finally relieved. "Bone Spirit said that it could not find a trace of resentment and had to forcibly take away the last ray of Xiaoxiazi who was about to dissipate."

The little man Xia Ziqi floated in the void, struggling to fly and drew a few words with his body, "I will come back."

Then, without waiting for Emperor Fuyao and Nangong Changqing to respond, his last ray of Yuan Shen drifted into the bone spirit.

Bone spirit emits a faint white light, and then calms down.

"What does Xiaoxiazi mean? He will return? Does this mean that Xiaoxiazi is not dead ?!" Nangong Changqing's expression was difficult to hide.

Di Fu shook his head and smiled, "It seems that's right."

Gu Ling told her very little information, but also showed that Xiao Xiazi's last ray of Yuan Shen can stay in Gu Ling practice.

As for when she will come out, she doesn't know.

However, she had some ideas in her heart and needed to ask her.

After all, he knew more about bones than she did.

Neither of them expected that they would eventually kill a bone spirit and take away the last ray of the **** Xia Ziqi.

As for Xia Ziqi's body, it was scrapped, and all physical functions were destroyed. Emperor Fuyao and Nangong Changqing had to bury Xia Ziqi's body in person.

In these few days, two major events have happened in Nanxuan Jingcheng.

One was the sudden death of Qin Guifei, the emperor Nanxuan's favorite, during the funeral of the Qin family, and was suppressed by previous opponents. The business was almost half yellow, and the second refining medicine from Nanxuan

The family fell out of the hundreds.

The other thing is, I don't know why, the emperor's family and the Tang's family actually stunned!

One is the refining family of Yang Bitian, and the other is the first refining family of Nanxuan.

Both families sent war books to each other.

An insider broke the news because the Tang family stole the treasures of the emperor's family. The emperor's ancestors were furious and went to the Tang family for justice. Tang Dabao was seriously injured.

Respectfully asked the respected ancestors of the Tang family to overpower others. Emperor Dragon naturally was not reconciled, and Shuang conveniently signed the war. One party demanded an apology for compensation, and one party requested the return of all the stolen items. No

Then the endless battle continues.

When both sides were furious, everyone knew that the true culprit, Emperor Fuyao, was enjoying the loot in the bamboo forest.

"How many treasures do I think Emperor Dragon keeps? I counted them, but I can only use a few of them." Emperor Fu Yao poured out the treasures of the treasures stolen from the treasure house.

Here, after looking at it, I was quite disappointed.

Fu Changsheng spotted one of the black boxes sharply and wanted to pick it up, but found that it weighed so much that he couldn't pick it up.

"Master, this thing is so evil!"

"I'll try it." Di Fuya tried it, and was surprised to find he couldn't pick it up.

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