"I'm afraid I won't be able to find my little brother again." The Immortal Divine Body is also a magic touch.

Everyone in the Shen Dynasty knows that when Old Kuang and Old Zhao fight, something will always be lost.

"Where's the wife?" Zhao Yun handed over a bottle of wine.

"Dead." The old man said this in a weak voice.

Upon hearing this, all the friends present raised their eyebrows.

Regardless of Zhao Yunzhi's state of mind, he was stunned for a moment.

"There is no nirvana until death!" Kuang Yingjie added.

As soon as these words came out, others had only a half-understanding, but Zhao Yun understood.

I had forgotten that Yue Xin came from the Yan Universe and was suppressed by the emperor of the original universe. If he wanted to become a god in the Feng Universe, he had to die to break the mark.

Only in this way can we be considered reborn and become human beings in this universe.

This method is a dead end. That woman really dares to take it!

"My condolences." Zhan Tianxing took a deep breath and patted Kuang Yingjie.

"My condolences." The Immortal Divine Body stopped joking and handed over a bottle of wine.

"Hey... I miss my wife!"

The old man sighed and couldn't help but move closer to Di Xian.

Who made his Yuexin look exactly like Dixian?

"Is your skin itchy again?"

Zhao Yun said, brushing the old man's eyebrows with one hand.

When he closed his hand, there was a trace of spirit in his palm that was a thousand times finer than hair.

Whose spirit is it?...Yue Xin's spirit.

Seeing this, everyone raised their eyebrows again.

No wonder someone doesn't feel sad at all when his wife dies.

It turns out that Yue Xin has been sacrificed for her soul, and I don’t know what secret method this crazy person used to pull off such a shameless operation in such a short period of time.

And Zhao Yun, he is obviously a mortal, but he is very capable! He was able to take out the spirit of Yue Xin from the body of the Emperor God.
Chapter completed!