#1135 Huo Wenhua's Request (1)

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Yang Zimei took out the small iron tower, hoping to rely on it to help.

Who knows, the small iron tower only has an effect on Yin Sha Qi, and it is not clear on the formation of the Eight Immortals Bureau that is close to witchcraft.

Yang Zimei had to put it back into the storage ring.

When I saw the bright star diamond, I took it out with the attitude of trying it out.

The stars shone brightly in her hands.

That ray of light reflected on the human head...

The head suddenly trembled, and he let go of the copper coin sword and flew back to the table.

The heads of other people who were fighting the Qianhunji also returned to their places.

As for the Thousand Soul Mandrill, it seemed to be out of control, with thousands of souls on the body constantly struggling and shouting, as if they were under some kind of threat.

Yang Zimei hurriedly put it back into the soul collection bag and put it in the storage ring.

It seemed that it was the star diamond that threatened it, as well as the eight heads.

Is this thing so useful?

Yang Zimei looked at the beautiful and bright star diamond in his hand doubtfully, because he felt that it seemed to be surging with some kind of breath.

These breaths are slightly conflicting with the vitality in her body, so they cannot communicate and form a tacit feeling.

Yang Zimei held it in one hand and the copper coin sword in the other, walked towards Huo Wendong's head, and stepped into the Eight Immortals Bureau.

Those heads were silent, like decorations, and there was no more movement.

It's just that every now and then a copper coin falls out of it and rolls to the ground with a screeching sound.

Yang Zimei carefully stepped on the seven-star step and approached the head.

The copper coin sword was swung around his head a few times, and he was able to easily unravel the eyes of the Eight Immortals Bureau.

It is estimated that it is the deterrent effect of the star diamond.

As soon as the eyes were broken, the other seven heads really turned into decorations, and fell off the table with a screeching sound, and then quickly turned into skulls.

Before Huo Wendong's head could change, it was burned by Yang Zimei with a fire, and finally turned into a pile of white ashes.

Huo Wenhua came over excitedly holding the wooden box, carefully put all the ashes in, and merged with the original ashes.

At the same time, Huo Wendong's soul attached to the jade was originally just a bodyless ghost, but now the soul is complete in an instant, and it is no longer a bodyless ghost.

It excitedly looked at its complete soul and thanked Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei also considered one thing on her mind and could explain something to the two brothers.

She freed Huo Wendong's ghost from the jade.

"Wendong, brother will take you home!"

Huo Wenhua held the urn with tears on his face, looking at his younger brother's soul.

Huo Wendong nodded.

Heads separated, lost his memory and wandered outside for decades, bullied, lonely and desolate, he has always longed for the day when the fallen leaves return to their roots.

Now, it has finally come true, it is also at ease, and it can go to reincarnation.

"Master Yang, I want to ask you one thing."

Huo Wenhua suddenly raised his head and said to Yang Zimei.

"Huh? Please speak."

"Can you tell me, am I really dying? The god of death that day should have come to me. I vaguely heard that there was a two-day deadline. Do I only have two days to live?"

Huo Wenhua asked Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei looked at him and nodded helplessly, "Maybe it's my fault. I shouldn't have made you a person with yin and evil spirits and attracted death. He did say that you only have two days."

Huo Wenhua's face turned pale, and he muttered, "I knew it would be like this..."

Yang Zimei looked at him pityingly!

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