Will Be In My Bowl Soon

Yun Chujiu was dumbfounded. What was going on? She only asked one question, and the remnant soul was already dead? Was that not mysterious?

Di Beiming and the other three were also confused. What was going on? This ancient remnant soul should be very powerful. Why did it suddenly disappear?

Just as they were puzzled, the remnant soul condensed into a figure again, but it was much lighter than before, he smiled bitterly and said, "We were actually bound and can't tell you what happened back then. Just now, I was punished just because I wanted to tell you."

Yun Chujiu blinked her eyes and then began to howl, "Sob sob! You're so pitiful! People always say that they want to die, but you can't even die. Heavens, that old bastard, is really too much!"

The burly man was dumbfounded!

"Little girl, you, how can you scold the heavens? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Heavens?" He came back to his senses and said in fear.