After several attempts, Long Miaomiao was surprised to find that her range of activities was limited to within five miles of the mass grave.

Just when she felt confused and helpless, suddenly, a weak and childish cry for help came from behind her:

"Help! Save me... Save me... Save... me..."

The voice became weaker and weaker, as if it would disappear at any time. Long Miaomiao's mood gradually calmed down. She followed the weak cry for help and her eyes fell directly on a tiny figure not far away.

At this moment, she looked at the disheveled little boy in front of her in astonishment.

I saw that his Dantian was ruptured, his leg and hand tendons were all cruelly cut, his body was covered with all kinds of wounds, and his face was covered with dirty stains.

However, what was most shocking was that his eyes were filled with a strong desire to survive and deep-rooted hatred.

Long Miaomiao was shocked by the hatred in the little boy's eyes. She wanted to take action to help him, but she helplessly realized that in her current state, she was completely powerless.

Although she still had her memories at this time, her cultivation had been lost. She became a wandering soul without any power and was unable to leave here.

Helplessly, Long Miaomiao could only choose to maintain her current state and quietly stand aside to observe the little boy. She had a strong premonition in her heart: this little boy would never die easily. And the opportunity for her to return should also be with him.

Alas, I don't know how anxious Han Qing will be. Long Miaomiao sighed and continued to observe.

As expected, at this moment, a deep purple lightning struck the little boy without any warning. At the same time, two souls followed closely behind, one as black as ink, and the other pure white.

Immediately afterwards, Long Miaomiao witnessed with her own eyes the two souls entering the boy's body together.

Long Miaomiao's pupils flashed with dazzling golden light, trying to see through her naked eyes what was happening in the boy's sea of ​​consciousness. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not see the mystery.

Deep in the boy's consciousness, the two souls, one black and one white, originally planned to seize his body. But unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the boy's sea of ​​consciousness, they were attacked by a cyan light.

The white soul's eyes flashed, and he immediately recognized the other party, so he gave up the action and found a corner to watch the fight silently.

In contrast, the black soul was only thinking about taking over the boy's body, and when it realized that the boy's soul was an extremely nutritious treasure for itself, it was ready to devour the boy's soul without hesitation.

So, it started a fierce fight with the green figure frantically.

At this moment, the boy's heart had already been overwhelmed by endless hatred.

When he was accidentally bitten by the dark soul, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited, like a volcanic eruption, out of control. He widened his eyes, clenched his teeth, and wanted to devour the enemy in front of him like crazy.

"Why does everyone want to bully me? Why does everyone want me dead? If that's the case, I'm going to survive and show you! My fate is in my own hands!" The boy's roar echoed throughout his sea of ​​consciousness.

In this thrilling fight, both sides took a bite at a time, neither side gave in. However, in the end, the black soul was swallowed by the little boy. After swallowing it, the little boy fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

The white soul at the side witnessed all this and remained silent. It secretly sighed in its heart: "It is indeed him. Even if he is reincarnated, he should not be underestimated."

However, just after the black soul was devoured, a dazzling green light suddenly appeared in this vast sea of ​​consciousness. The unconscious little boy gradually woke up, and his condition seemed to be much better than before.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in my sea of ​​consciousness?" The boy looked at the uninvited guest in his sea of ​​consciousness with a cold and indifferent voice, as if he had no emotion at all.

The white soul had actually sensed the boy's condition just now. He acted like a master and said in an unfathomable manner, "I am the Xuan Emperor of the Immortal Realm. Boy, I see that you have extraordinary talents. Do you want to choose to be my disciple?"

When the boy, Xiao Ye Che, heard that the other party was from the fairyland, his heart moved, his eyes rolled, and he said: "If you can solve my current predicament, it would not be a bad idea to take you as my teacher."

Emperor Xuanche couldn't help but roar in his heart: "I didn't expect that as the God of War in the Immortal Realm, you would also be so embarrassed. Hahaha."

But he answered seriously: "In that case, then accept me as your disciple. After you accept me as your disciple, I will give you the elixir."

Although the gloating in Di Xuanche's eyes only lasted for a moment, Xiao Yeche still noticed it keenly. However, he also wanted to use the other party's mind to solve his own predicament, so he didn't care.

So he was ready to kneel down in his sea of ​​consciousness to become his disciple. At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, shocking both of them.

Di Xuanche: “…” I am speechless. A reincarnation doesn’t even allow me to take advantage of him.

So when Xiao Ye Che was about to kneel down again, Di Xuan Che stopped him first, and then said: "Wait a minute, I just counted with my fingers and found that you and I are not destined to be master and disciple. How about this, if you agree to one condition of mine, I will help you restore your Dantian and body."

Ye Che raised his eyebrows. Although he was a little confused as to why the other party had changed his mind, he was just a useless man at this moment and had no right to negotiate terms, so he directly agreed, “Okay, thank you, senior.”

The moment Ye Che agreed, Emperor Xuan Che finally felt that the feeling of being stared at disappeared. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of pills from his soul space and threw it to Ye Che, saying:

"I only have immortal pills here, not low-level stuff like the marrow cleansing pill. Ordinary people might explode and die if they eat it, but I think it should be fine for you to eat it. Of course, the choice is yours."

Ye Che took the jade bottle of medicine, his eyes flashed with determination, and then asked: "Senior, I will eat it, but how do I take this medicine out?"

Di Xuanche looked at Ye Che, who still looked like a novice. Thinking of the warning he had given him before, he was in no mood to tease him. He replied calmly, "You should wake up first, and then you can take it out with your mind control."

"Thank you, senior." Ye Che's tone revealed joy at the thought that he could recover immediately.

Outside, at the mass grave, Long Miaomiao watched the dying little boy suddenly turn rosy-faced.

Then the little boy suddenly opened his eyes, and then Long Miaomiao saw a bottle of medicine in the boy's hand.

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