Then the thick, icy white fog, formed from countless soul-devouring ghosts, gradually dissipated.
Louyin's soul also vanished.
But soon, the area where Louyin had disappeared began to fluctuate again.
In three minutes, the soul of Louyin came back to life.
Louyin: !!!
Damn it!
Lou Yin's originally cold, blood-red, twisted, and venomous eyes finally revealed a deep sense of fear.
Especially when he saw the Gu Slave Saint Treasure standing directly opposite him, staring at him with a cold, deathly gaze.
Lou Yin swiped his brush once, then turned and ran away again.
Then, a piercing and painful scream once again echoed in all directions.
Lou Yin's limbs were pinned down by 'sticks' formed from countless insects and poisonous creatures, piercing through his joints.
Then a spark starts to fly up from the toes and slowly burns upwards.
It burns very slowly, but wherever it goes, nothing survives; it disappears completely.
Jinshangyue and Jichaoyun watched the whole thing from the sidelines and admired it for a long time.
When Louyin was almost completely burned down, Jinshangyue asked the girl in the black dress.
"Do you have a way to bring his soul with you?"
The girl in the black robe nodded.
Jinshangyue asked again, "What's your name?"
“He called me, Shengbao, no, I like him.”
Jin Shangyue smiled and asked, "Do you like the name Yan Zhixue?"
The girl in the black dress tilted her head, her silver-black eyes flickering as if she were thinking.
He nodded in just two or three seconds.
"like."
Jin Shangyue smiled and said, "Then you shall be called Yan Zhixue from now on, that's your name."
"My...name?"
Yan Zhixue was stunned for a moment, as if she were in a daze, then nodded, a fleeting smile appearing on her pale lips.
"My name is Yan Zhixue."
Jinshangyue marveled at the wondrous connection between blood ties and kinship.
Mingming knew that before, she could only speak in two-word phrases.
But because of this name, he actually tried his best to pronounce it in full.
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