The Evil King's Favorite: The Wastewood Princess is going to defy the sky

Chapter 1116 Cabin 3
Shu Yang said with an "oh", "Then are they married?"

"Sea God Lord and Princess Yueran are not here, so naturally they won't get married right now." Jing Yu replied.

"That's none of my business, and I don't know Xiao Lingran!" Shu Yang spread his hands and said, "I'll help them after they get married. Before that, I don't want to waste my energy?"

Now, Jingyu was completely helpless, he sighed and shook his head, reached out and pointed to the room where Shuyang lived when he was a child: "Your room hasn't been cleaned for a long time, you can clean it yourself!"

After speaking, Jing Yu turned around and was about to go to his own room, but was held back by Shu Yang.

Seeing Shuyang pulling his fingers, Jing Yu frowned and said to himself that Shuyang was getting more and more courageous. Before, he only dared to pull his sleeves!
"The house will be cleaned up later, I'm going to have a look at those glass bottles!" Saying that, Shu Yang took Jing Yu's hand and walked towards the row of glass bottles.

Jing Yu secretly thought it was bad, because now the souls on the Profound Sky Continent had either dissipated or were no longer under his control, so the green color in those glass bottles had almost disappeared, and Shuyang knew best what these glass bottles meant .

Jing Yu wanted to stop it, but it was too late, Shu Yang had already run to the front of the glass bottle familiarly.

Jing Yu's heart tightened, and when he saw Shu Yang's originally cheerful expression, it dimmed instantly when he saw the row of glass bottles.

Jing Yu felt that his heart was throbbing, he sighed slightly, turned around and walked slowly towards his room.

"Jingyu..." Shuyang called out in a low voice, "This glass bottle still contains your soul breath, don't you want to save it?"

Jing Yu paused, he didn't know why Shu Yang said that, now there is no soul that he can control in the Profound Sky Continent, so it is impossible for his soul to survive in those glass bottles, and he can't feel that there is any. The breath of the soul.

But Jing Yu still turned around and looked at Shu Yang with a smile: "I am surprised that Shu Yang can discover the soul that I can't even sense!"

Shu Yang also smiled lightly and said, "Jing Yu, shall we make a bet?"

Jing Yu frowned slightly, seeing Shu Yang looking at him expectantly, he couldn't bear it, so he nodded, "Okay, let's hear what you want to say?"

"I bet your soul is alive in this glass bottle. If I win, you will agree to one condition. If I lose, I will never pester you again!" Shu Yang said seriously.

Jing Yu paused, and pondered for a long time. He knew that all the souls in these glass bottles would definitely not come back to life, unless...

Jing Yu was silent for a long time, and finally sighed slightly: "Okay."

What Jing Yu expected was right. Shu Yang opened the glass bottle, then took out a small porcelain bottle and poured it in.

Jing Yu knew that his blood was contained in the small porcelain bottle, and that he had given Shu Yang a touch of soul in order to let Shu Yang find him quickly.

As soon as the blood in the small porcelain bottle was poured into the glass bottle, the glass bottle, which was originally covered with yellow sand, seemed to be suddenly swept by a spring breeze, full of vitality, and suddenly filled with green as if it could kill a person. Ruthlessly devoured.

Seeing the vibrant glass bottles, Shu Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled at Jing Yu, "I won!"

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(End of this chapter)