God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 163 Sealing the Martial Soul
"What's going on? Why did the little princess do this?"

Seeing the little princess twitching, the nurturing female history immediately asked, with a little anger in her voice.

Jiang Hongtu quickly explained: "Sealing the Martial Soul will inevitably cause some pain, and it will pass soon."

The nurturing female history's face was very ugly, and she watched the actions of Jiang Hongtu and the two closely, and there was a posture of desperately fighting with the two of them whenever something happened to the little princess.

The little princess's condition didn't get better after the painful sleep talk. As the seal continued, the painful voice from her small mouth became more and more worrying, and her face turned purple.

"How is this going?!"

The nurturing female Shi Chuli was furious, and said in a deep voice: "If you two are not sure, stop now!"

"Now is the critical moment to seal the martial soul, we can't stop! We will succeed immediately." Jiang Hongtu said loudly.

The elders of the inner sect who were present also looked serious, staring closely at the little princess.

An elder with spiritual eyes and martial soul opened his spiritual eyes to observe the situation in the dantian of the little princess, and exclaimed: "Not good! The dream spirit in the main body of the small county is very powerful, and the power of this spirit formation is not enough. If this continues, Wu Soul backlash, fear of life."

When the nurturing nunshi heard this, her eyes were red, and she scolded: "You two are a disaster, stop!" As she said that, she was about to go up and pinch Jiang Hongtu's neck.

Jiang Hongtu knew very well that the Lingmu Elder would not tell lies. Although he was not reconciled, he could only stop the seal immediately and pull Jiang Tianchuan aside.

The foster daughter Shi was furious, pointed at Jiang Hongtu, and cursed: "Didn't you say that you were fully sure before? Why did this happen? Little princess, little princess, wake up, what do you ask mother-in-law to do..."

Jiang Hongtu was a little anxious, and quickly thought of a remedy. He glanced around, pointed at the sleeping Lei Ying in front of him, and said loudly: "Quick! Kill this Thunder Eagle. As long as Lei Ying dies, the little princess will die." Come out of the dream immediately."

Now, the little princess is in critical condition.

The people present couldn't care less, Qiqi looked at Lei Ying, thinking that in such a critical moment, sacrificing a spirit beast is okay.

Ye Xuan's eyes sank, and he quickly scooped up the thunder ball and put it back into the spirit beast bag.

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill the little princess? Hand over Lei Ying!" Jiang Hongtu scolded.

"Get out! Old trash. You can't even seal a martial spirit. You want to blame me for the people you killed? I didn't cause the little princess to be like this. I won't blame you for this. You are so considerate of the little princess." , you die first." Ye Xuan scolded.

"Why are you talking so much to him? Catch him, kill Lei Ying first, and then wake up the little princess!" Jiang Hongtu said loudly.

Although the inner sect elders present felt that it was acceptable to kill a spirit beast to save the little princess, they couldn't do anything by themselves.

Only Jiang Tianchuan heard Jiang Hongtu's words, and immediately stepped forward to make a move.

Ye Xuan raised his right hand, the Heavenly Sword Jue was in motion, and the Dragon Sparrow Sword flew out, pointing directly at Jiang Tianchuan.

"What? I was unconvinced when I lost last time, and want to see the power of the Heavenly Sword Art?"

The last time at the martial arts competition stage in Xiaofang City, Ye Xuan was still at the fourth level of Yuanwu Realm, and he defeated Jiang Tianchuan without using the Heavenly Sword Art.

Now that his cultivation has broken through to the fifth level of the Yuan Wu Realm, killing Jiang Tianchuan is as easy as killing a chicken.

Jiang Tianchuan felt the power of Ye Xuan's sword, his eyes froze, and he quickly backed away.

The nurturing lady Shi hugged the pale little princess, crying and pleading: "Young man, how expensive is your spirit beast? Can I pay for it? Save the little princess first? I beg you as an old man..."

Ye Xuan withdrew the flying sword, turned his head to look, and said, "I'll ask for the last time. Do you agree with me when I go into the dream and wake up the little princess?"

If the other party disagreed, Ye Xuan would directly concoct a elixir that weakened the power of the martial soul, wake him up, and then never approach Qixia Peak again, letting the old woman guard the little princess to fend for herself.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the history of nurturing women seemed to have grasped the last straw, and quickly agreed: "Agree! Agree, agree!"

"Well, after I enter the dreamland, I don't want to be plotted against by people with ulterior motives, so please get out if you have nothing to do with it." Ye Xuan said coldly.

"Who dares to have ulterior motives?!"

The nurturing female history immediately showed a fierce look, took down a peerless sword from the wall, and said in a deep voice: "This is the sword left by Elder Yunsheng. It cuts down the gods and demons. Who dares to harm the little princess? Please take out your sword and kill him!"

Jiang Hongtu and Jiang Tianchuan's expressions were very ugly.

The nurturing female history hated the two of them extremely, and shouted: "It's nothing to do with others, why don't you get out?"

The faces of Jiang Hongtu and the two turned ugly, they gritted their teeth, turned and walked out of Qixia Hall.

Afterwards, the nurturing nunshi took the little princess back to the inner room and laid it flat on the couch.

Ye Xuan sat down and put his hand on the little princess's forehead, closed his eyes, opened his mind, and silently called the name of the little princess in his heart, trying to enter her dream.

Tried many times without success.

Ye Xuan doesn't have the ability to enter dreams, so he can only try to find the existence of dreams through spiritual thoughts.

After trying again for a while, I vaguely heard the cry of an eagle.

Thunderball!

Ye Xuan began to feel that his vision had changed, and there was some light in front of him, a vast expanse of whiteness.

This is the scene of Yun Xiaoxi's dream after losing its color.

Ye Xuan continued to shout: "Thunder Ball! Little princess!"

After shouting for a long time, a sobbing voice suddenly came from behind: "Don't take the thunder ball away, okay?"

Ye Xuan looked back, and saw a little girl squatting on the ground with tears in her eyes, tightly hugging a bird with both hands, and covering the bird's beak to prevent it from calling.

"I don't need to take Thunderball, but there are bad guys outside who want to kill Thunderball."

"No!" The little princess yelled, hugging Thunderball even tighter.

"Can we make an agreement? Let Fang Leiqiu leave first, and let him play with you next time." Ye Xuan discussed.

"No, if you leave, you will hide away. The mother-in-law also said, I will kill you, I didn't mean it." The little princess cried.

"That's not the case. I promise that as long as you don't enter the dream for more than four hours each time, then Lei Qiu and I can come and play with you every day. This is our agreement." Ye Xuan said.

"Really?" The little princess raised her head and asked expectantly.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Thunder Ball, it won't lie. We can still pull the hook." Ye Xuan affirmed.

The little princess looked down at Thunderball.

Lei Qiu was very human-shaped, and rubbed her furry head against her.

The little princess hesitated for a while, then reluctantly returned the thunder ball to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan closed his eyes and unfolded his divine sense, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come out of the dream.

The little princess on the bed also woke up leisurely, sat up and stretched out his hands, crying: "The ball...the ball..."

Ye Xuan quickly opened the spirit beast bag, released the thunder ball, and let her hold it in his arms.

Seeing the little princess waking up, the nurturing female history broke through her tears and smiled, her eyes full of gratitude.

(End of this chapter)