Ten Thousand Clan Survival: I Can Plunder The Talent A Hundredfold Increase

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Chen Yi didn't want to comment on Xiu Yu's reputation. Listening to the rustling voice behind him, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

After Xiu Yu put on his clothes, Chen Yi turned his head and asked in surprise and doubt: "Where did you find the body?"

Chen Yi knew something about Xiu Yu today, it was different from usual. When she wrapped her arms around his neck, he felt something was wrong, but he was too scared by the joke to react.

The touch that Xiu Yu gave him was no longer the illusion of the soul and body before, but the reality of flesh and blood. This shows that what he picked up was a real person.

This is extremely incredible. You know, it is extremely difficult to find a suitable physical body, and Chen Yi has never seen Xiu Yu caring about this aspect. Where did this body, which was exactly the same as her own, come from?

Besides, it is not an easy task for the soul body to control the new physical body, even walking has to be adapted slowly. And Xiu Yu behaved like a man driven by his arms, without the slightest discomfort and strangeness of "living in a new home".

"It has always existed. I just returned to my original physical body." Xiu Yu was busy adjusting the clothes on her body. The previous clothes were all created by the illusion of the soul, Chen Yi's men's clothes are still a little too big for her.

"Originally?" Chen Yi still didn't know why.

"Yes." Xiu Yu nodded with emotion, "If I hadn't inherited many of the most critical memories, I wouldn't have known this.

"Didn't you notice that something is missing from your body?"

"What's missing?" Chen Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "The sword of death? Then you..."

The sword of death that was swallowed into the Black flame just now has disappeared without a trace. It's just that Chen Yi was shocked by Xiu Yu's bold joke before, and ignored it.

"That's right." Xiu Yu confirmed Chen Yi's guess, "The sword of death is my body."

"Your body is a sword?" Chen Yi's eyes widened in disbelief, he had never heard of such a miracle.

Is this the true "Unity of Man and Sword"?

"I'm really ignorant. It's impossible." Xiu Yu glanced at him contemptuously, "The sword of death is a divine weapon that surpasses the ninth rank! Why do you need to make such a fuss?"

"That's what you say..." Chen Yi still had some doubts, "The sword of death represents the rules of death, how can it be a physical body? Will it not cause harm to your soul?"

"After you get its approval, will it hurt you?" Xiu Yu asked back, making Chen Yi speechless.

"However, the vitality in this body will continue to lose and eventually collapse.

"So I...well, before I split my soul, I needed to keep killing people and plundering their vitality to maintain a balance..."

Xiu Yu was talking about something, but Chen Yi remembered another thing.

Obviously (Wang Zhaozhao) owns the sword of death, another part of Xiu Yu's soul, but before that he kept saying that he needed his body and wanted to take him away.

Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was aimed at Pei Gong. What she is looking at is definitely not her own body, so what is it?

Chen Yi thought about it seriously, the only thing in him that this boss could look up to was his "protagonist" status. She may not understand the meaning of the son of the plane, but she can see the luck in her body and wants to keep it for herself. .