The Soul Charm came out, and a gust of wind suddenly rose.

Around dawn, this is the darkest moment of the day.

At this moment, all the lights around were engulfed by the Soul Array, and even a few white lanterns hanging at the gate of the courtyard followed, and the lights went out.

There were no fingers reaching around, and in the darkness, the Fu array glowed a faint yellow light, which looked strangely strange.

A quarter of an hour passed and nothing appeared in the Soul Charm.

"Or not."

Zhan Teng sighed.

It seems that Emperor Shijia's soul is really gone.

But at that moment, the soul-calling bell “jingle” on Zhan Teng rang.

Ye Lingyue's eyes changed, and he grabbed the battle, and suddenly disappeared.

The door was pushed open with a squeak.

A touch of Qianying came out of the courtyard.

The elder Sun Xueying walked out of the house wearing a pink cherry-colored training suit.

In her eyes, there was a hint of inquiry.

Chang Sun Xueying always sleeps lightly. Before and after dawn, it was still a deep sleep for others, but Chang Sun Xueying woke up early.

She just felt a wave of mental power and came out.

"Di Qiluo's old woman really didn't know what to do. By this time, she still wanted to find the soul of Di Shijia."

The elder Sun Xueying saw the rune outside the courtyard at a glance.

Ye Lingyue dodged in time, but the traces of Fu Zhen were still there.

What kind of eyesight Chang Sun Xueying saw was that it was a rune array for soul-calling, but Ye Lingyue's Soul Rune Charm had already burned out, so Chang Sun Xueying didn't see the Soul Rune Rune.

Summoning the soul to her door, Di Qiluo was really stupid.

The elder Sun Xueying pouted, his face full of displeasure.

Fortunately, Di Shijia is dead. From now on, she will no longer have to deal with the dumb mother and son.

The elder Sun Xueying snorted softly, Qian Ying flashed by, and went out to practice.

She has a cautious personality. Although she lives in the Emperor's Mansion, she has never practiced the Taoist practice in the Emperor's Mansion.

At this hour of the day, she would go out to practice, and she would not return until dawn.

Today, coincided with the selection of the young patriarch by the emperor's family, the elder Sun Xueying also needed to participate, so she chose to go out earlier.

After the elder Sun Xueying left, Ye Lingyue and Zhan Teng returned only a moment later.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost hit by the elder grandson."

Fang Cai was also clever with Ye Lingyue, and after sensing the existence of Chang Sun Xueying, he immediately fled with the teleportation symbol.

Ye Lingyue didn't speak, and turned her attention to the courtyard.

"how?"

Zhan Teng surprised.

"Di Shijia."

Ye Lingyue made a silent gesture, and her figure moved into the courtyard.

Long Sun Xueying was absent, but Ye Lingyue acted conveniently.

As soon as I heard that Emperor Shijia appeared, he fought a keen spirit and followed Ye Lingyue into the courtyard.

The elder Sun Xueying is a distinguished guest of the Emperor Demon family. In the courtyard, a lot of pink cherry trees are planted.

This season is not the season for cherry blossoms to bloom, but the courtyard has blossomed one tree after another.

"Where is Emperor Shijia, why haven't I seen it?"

Zhan Teng looked around, except for the dense clusters of pink cherry blossoms, where is there any soul.

The soul-calling bell in his hand did not sound at all.

"Di Shijia, I know that your soul is weak and invisible. You and I all understand people. If you want me to help, you shake the bell, otherwise, I will never see you tonight."

In Ye Lingyue's line of sight, there is no soul of Emperor Shijia.

But Ye Lingyue can feel that there is a breath that is sometimes weak and strong around him.

Emperor Shijia's body was devoured by the coffin, and his soul was cursed again. He must appear here, it must be difficult, and the soul must be like a candle in the wind, weak.

But even so, he must have recognized Ye Lingyue.

Although Ye Lingyue has disguised herself, she is the host of Feng Tianling, and the hosts can sense each other's breath.

Therefore, Emperor Shijia must have noticed Ye Lingyue's breath, and he must be hiding beside him, and he would not show up easily.

"Senior monk, what are you talking about, Zhanmou can't understand anything?"

Zhan Teng wondered and looked around.

"Emperor Shijia, it will be dawn in half an hour, and as soon as the day dawns, your enemies will seize the leadership of the Emperor Demon Family. As a child of the Emperor Demon Family, I really want the Emperor Demon Family The centuries-old foundation has fallen into the hands of others? "

Ye Lingyue looked at the soul-calling bell, and the bell remained motionless.

"Senior monk, have you made a mistake, Shiga is not here at all."

Zhan Teng swallowed, and then looked at the courtyard of the black raven.

In the moment when Kan Teng finished speaking, the mouth summoning bell in his hand was automatically without wind.

"Ding--"

This sound is crisp and sweet.

Zhan Teng was taken aback, and the soul-calling bell in his hand missed and fell off.

One hand stretched out suddenly, catching the bell.

The bell ringing without wind means that Dijia has compromised and accepted Ye Lingyue's help.

Ye Lingyue took the soul-calling bell and walked a few steps.

As she walked under a cherry tree to the north, the bells continued to vibrate, making a burst of crisp sounds.

Ye Lingyue was so enlightened that he saw his palms spread out, and a ray of white breath came out.

The breath was rushing towards a cherry tree a few steps away.

Ding Xi submerged in the cherry tree, the original pink cherry, at this moment, turned into blood red.

The cherry blossoms fell to the ground, and a human figure appeared in the blood cherry blossoms.

With the help of white breath, the human figure gradually became clear, and turned into the shape of Emperor Shakya.

"Sega, how did you become this look?"

In front of Zhan Teng, he was able to clearly see Di Shijia himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would see Disha as much as he could.

The former Emperor Shijia, regardless of his predecessor, was a princely family. He was well-dressed, but the emperor Shijia was just like two people.

His clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, there were scars all over his body, and he looked embarrassed.

Ye Lingyue narrowed her eyes. It seemed that this was what Emperor Shijia looked like before she died.

He must have gone through a fierce battle.

"It's you."

Di Shijia did not answer the words of war.

He looked down on this cowardly father from an early age, but Di Shijia did not expect that after his death, the first loved one he saw would be Zhan Teng.

He didn't even think that it would be Ye Lingyue who saved his last ray of life when he had almost lost his soul.

"Young patriarch, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to nothing? No, you look like you can't come to nothing."

Ye Lingyue spread his hands, his face sparse and ordinary tone.

"Why did you save me? You will not betray the emperor's family anyway."

Di Shijia glared at Ye Lingyue, his eyes full of anger.