"You imitated it quite well."

Silver eyes closed briefly, then opened again.

"Can't you tell the difference?"

"She did say those words."

"She is indeed waiting for you."

"You're willing to gamble with her divine authority for the sake of a sinful bloodline from Penglai?"

Zhou Ran bent down and clasped Xu Youwei's right palm with his five fingers.

Below the silver eyes, tiny silver lines drilled into the metacarpal bones, trying to take root in the bone crevices.

A purple-gold light descended from Zhou Ran's palm.

The silver pattern was pressed back.

"Qingxue won't let me kill someone I just rescued."

The gray-white sky reflected in the silver eyes flickered.

Zhou Ran said, "She would call Xu Youwei stupid, and call me a busybody, but in the end she would still let me take the person back."

"So don't try to teach me how to do things with her voice."

Silver Eyes' tone became a bit sharper.

"You'll get her killed!"

Zhou Ran clenched his five fingers.

"Then I'll take her back."

"Take back the eyes too."

"Take Xu Youwei back with you too."

"I will also find what you hide in your right hand."

Lin Qingxue's voice disappeared from the silver eyes, replaced by a harsh gray tone.

"The greedy all die here."

Zhou Ran raised his knife, the back of the blade pressed against Xu Youwei's palm.

"The day I entered the Heavenly Corpse, I never intended to take less."

The knife marks lit up.

Silver Eyes sensed danger and tried to pull his palm back.

Zhou Ran gave it no way out.

"This eye cannot be parasitized."

The Purple Gold Law is pressed into the palm lines.

Silver Eyes was pushed out half an inch, then held back by the silver lines in Xu Youwei's palm bones.

Xu Youwei let out a low groan, and blood seeped from the cracks in her palms.

The silver lines on my right arm receded below the "Gui" character on my shoulder bone, and then crawled back along the skin and flesh.

Zhou Ran looked down at the silver eye.

"Not enough reading."

Silver Eyes stopped.

Zhou Ran said, "The real Lin Qingxue would not ask me to kill innocent people."

Silver Eyes didn't move.

Zhou Ran continued, "At most, she'll let me save the world first."

"And then save her as well."

In the distance, Ye Futian clicked his tongue.

"You can show off like this?"

Zhou Ran ignored him.

Xu Youwei gritted her teeth and said, "It's stealing your memories."

"I can feel it."

"It sees you in my palm, and it sees her in your eyes."

She was in so much pain that her words were broken, but she still raised her head.

Don't look at it.

Silver eyes darted around halfway.

This time, the tone changed.

Fragile, hoarse, eerily empty.

"Zhou Ran".

"I am Yue Zhao."

A fierce glint appeared in Zhou Ran's eyes.

Silver Eyes spoke in Yue Zhao's voice: "Sister has imprisoned me for thirty thousand years."

"She used my blood to nourish her body."

"Borrowing Lin Qingxue's soul to return to the mortal world."

"I don't want to be used by her anymore."

"Xu Youwei can take me out."

The color had faded from Xu Youwei's lips.

Silver Eyes continued, "Let her come."

"Let me borrow her hand."

"I just want to get out of here."

"I will return Lin Qingxue's eyes to you."

Zhou Ran looked at the silver eyes and chuckled.

"When Yue Zhao begged me to kill her, she didn't waste any time with nonsense."

The silver light in his silver eyes was suppressed.

Zhou Ran raised his hand and pressed down on Xu Youwei's right arm.

"You don't qualify as the Moon Emperor's complete divine consciousness."

"He can't impersonate Yue Zhao either."

"You are just a remnant of sensory organs in your right hand."

Silver eyes with closed mouth.

Zhou Ran said, enunciating each word clearly: "You can watch, you can learn, and you can act."

"Using Lin Qingxue to force me to kill someone."

"You tricked me into letting go with Yue Zhao."

"But you don't understand people."

Silver eyes suddenly widened.

Behind the wellhead, the afterimages of five severed fingers appeared.

Xu Youwei arched her back in pain, her right palm bulging outwards, almost as if it were about to burst out of her palm.

Zhou Ran grabbed her wrist.

Chopping off the hand won't work.

That would damage Xu Youwei's main soul.

Sealing it off won't work either.

Once sealed off, the path to finding the origin of Lin Qingxue's Dharma Eye will also be cut off.

This thing is both a curse and a thread.

Zhou Ran stared at the silver eyes.

It wants to see.

Let it see enough.

Zhou Ran released some of the suppression, and the six gray lines in his dantian lit up with a faint light.

Its silver eyes began to move.

Greedy thoughts emerged from Xu Youwei's palm.

It set its sights on the gray stripes.

The key that the Moon Emperor wanted.

The silver pupils narrowed, and it pierced straight at Zhou Ran's nascent soul.

Ye Futian shouted, "Boy!"

Zhou Ran did not back down.

He deliberately released a wisp of Nascent Soul gray aura.

Silver eyes caught that wisp of breath.

View connected.

Zhou Ran's vision went black.

He saw himself.

I saw gray lines on his chest.

I saw the nascent soul in the dantian.

I also saw the gray-white passage behind the silver eyes.

Right now.

Zhou Ran flicked out the Asura Demon Flame from his fingertips, which flowed back into his silver eyes along with the gray aura.

Silver eyes narrowed sharply.

Xu Youwei cried out in pain.

Zhou Ran raised his hand and pressed it against her brow, the remaining light of the Wangchuan powder protecting her main soul.

"Hold on."

Xu Youwei bit her lip, and blood dripped down her chin.

"I'm not dead."

Zhou Ran said, "That's fine then."

The Asura Demon Flame drilled into the silver eye's field of vision.

The edges of the silver pupils were burned with black marks.

Silver Eyes has gone out of control.

A scene unfolded in my eyes.

A gray-white palm lay deep within the void.

Countless palm lines intertwine to form a platform.

A white bone pen hangs in the center of the platform.

Silver-gray liquid dripped from the pen tip, writing unformed symbols in mid-air.

Below the white bone pen, a ball of bluish-white light was pinned to the center of the palm lines.

An eye is hidden in the light.

The origin of the law.

Lin Qingxue's.

A deep chill ran through Zhou Ran's eyes.

The image only lasted for half a breath.

The coordinates have been left.

Right palm.

Writing desk.

Ye Futian said in a deep voice, "Found it."

Silver Eyes struggled desperately, trying to burrow back into Xu Youwei's metacarpal bone.

A burst of purple-gold light erupted from Zhou Ran's palm.

"This eye cannot be parasitized."

The silver eye was forcibly squeezed out of Xu Youwei's right palm, turning into a silver-gray eye core that bounced around in mid-air.

Xu Youwei let out a low groan, her palm cracked shut, and the silver markings on her right arm retreated to below the "Gui" character on her shoulder bone.

Zhou Ran raised his hand and grabbed the eye socket.

His eyeballs throbbed wildly in his palm, and all sorts of noises entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Qingxue was calling him.

Xu Youwei is crying.

Yue Zhao is trapped in the ice, silently seeking death.

The whispers that the Moon Emperor had sent from thirty thousand years ago were also included.

Zhou Ran tightened his palm.

"Quarrel."

The flames of Asura ignited.

A ring of the outer layer of the eye core was burned away, revealing finer silver lines inside.

The line still points to the right palm.

The location of the second legal purpose is clearer than before.

The night seemed to laugh softly at the heavens.

"Alright kid, use it as a travel permit."

Zhou Ran sealed the core of his eye into a black gold talisman and hung it below the hilt of his sword.

"It likes to pretend to be snow."

"Then let it lead the way itself."

He looked at the demonic corpse of the Rift Mountain Camp.

"Send twenty bodies to protect Xu Youwei."

Twenty demonic corpses stepped out, forming a circle, their dark red demonic patterns pressing down on the surrounding palm lines.

Zhou Ran looked at the unconscious Xu Youwei.

Her lips were pale, and her brows were furrowed.

After the parasitic hand bone was severed, his right arm was saved, but Gu Lu's foundation was deeply damaged.

This debt should be recorded on the Moon Emperor's right hand.

Zhou Ran turned around and raised the Taihuang Black Blade.

Deep within the ring finger, a crack appeared in the gray-white bone.

A glint of light appeared from the crack.

One after another.

They lined up in a row.

The second law maker already knew he had arrived.

Zhou Ran strode forward.

"Run faster."

"I'm in a hurry."

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