Any creature in this world who has developed spiritual intelligence has three souls and seven spirits. Those who have not developed spiritual intelligence have chaos in the soul and spirit, and cannot be clearly distinguished and only condensed into a ball. However, Shen Tuyu is different from other people or monsters. He is born with one soul and one spirit, and four souls and eight spirits.

It is precisely because of this extra soul and spirit that he can use another human body freely.

That was the soul he had innately, but sometimes, Shen Tuyu felt that the soul and the other three souls and seven spirits could not be well integrated. A long time ago, when he saw his master Lingzhao Immortal attain enlightenment, he had some insights in a trance:

That soul and soul are not his, but why he has always preserved it.

But who is that? He could not pursue the faint secret of heaven from the world. The immortal Lingzhao said to him: "I will accept you as a disciple. From now on, you will not commit murderous crimes under my seat. One day you will encounter a cause and effect."

After so many years, Shen Tuyu has changed a lot, and he almost forgot his long-standing insight. But at this moment, he looked at his disciple who was lacking in soul and suddenly felt his mind moved.

So that's it? Shen Tuyu felt a sense of relaxation as if he had settled. Yes, that's right, this soul and spirit should be for A Xiu.

He had to split his soul with his own hands, even if he had always known that the soul might not belong to him, but after years of fusion, he would still suffer great pain if he wanted to split and separate.

Enduring the pain that could take away people's mind, Shen Tuyu refined his soul into Xin Xiu's body.

It is not easy to divide the soul, and it is even more difficult to blend two different souls. However, unexpectedly, reasonably, Shen Tuyu found that the soul and spirit that had been cut off from him actually merged with his disciple's soul very smoothly. Her soul that was swallowed by the demon and was still slowly dissipating was stabilized again. As long as she continued to nourish her later, it would be fine.

There is no fire in the space inside the furnace. He does not use fire to melt his soul. He uses an expensive and rare and extremely difficult-to-find material to wrap his disciples in it like a piece of amber. When the "amber" is completely absorbed by her, the soul will be healed if it has any loss.

Sitting in front of the furnace and looking at his sleeping apprentice quietly, Shen Tuyu reflected on his various turbulent and tossing and turning recently, and a clear thought almost broke out.

"Axiu, I..."

He whispered, suddenly feeling a irresistible sleepiness hit.

With a thud, the giant panda who turned back to the prototype fell to the ground, leaning on all sides.

The world of the furnace refining world was quiet, but Master Yansha was so anxious that he could not stop him, so he had to wait outside as he said, but he waited around without waiting for a result. After waiting for three days and three nights, all the people watching the fun were exposed, and there were only a group of demon generals and a group of Shuling disciples looking at each other.

Some of the nephews were bored and couldn't help but start to show the palm of the giant ape and calculate the marriage for the deer girl.

"No, I can't wait any longer. There has been no news in the furnace refining. Brother Shen Tu is afraid that he will encounter a problem. I have to go in and take a look!" Master Yansha finally made up his mind and told the other nephews to watch it, forcibly turn on the furnace and enter.

He went through a lot of hardships before entering Junior Brother Shen Tu's large refining furnace, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and saw that the master and apprentice were lying, one lying in the small refining furnace, wrapped in a thin layer of light yellow transparent object, like a dummy wrapped in syrup. The other turned back to the prototype of the Iron Eating Spirit Beast and lay on the ground.

Yansha was shocked. If he hadn't noticed that the iron-eating spirit beast's belly was still rising and falling the next moment, he would have almost doubted whether his junior brother had accidentally killed himself.

He stepped forward and carefully checked, and then he was completely relieved. The Demon King is worthy of being the Demon King. Even if he is seriously injured, he can recover by himself as long as he has a good rest. But Yan Sha didn't understand why his junior brother fainted? His soul was complete, his injury was not fatal, and he would not faint from fatigue, so how could he not wake up?

Sitting cross-legged in front of the junior brother, Yansha, who had been in trouble for a long time, suddenly heard a moan, and then saw a hand stretching out from the small refining furnace. Master Xiu'er crawled out from the inside with her forehead, and a thin layer of "icing" on her body was completely gone.

"Nephew Xiu'er, are you okay?"

Xin Xiu replied with a hissing: "I'm fine."

She saw the panda that was motionless and covered in blood, subconsciously held her breath, and then found that his soft belly was still rising and falling. Then she slowly exhaled, patted her chest with lingering fear, and murmured: "It's so scary."

She also squatted beside the panda, reached out to touch his stomach, and checked the wound on his stomach, "Master Yansha, what's wrong with my master?"

Master Yansha said: "I suspect that he fell into a coma because he divided his soul into part of it, which caused his soul to be deficient. I can't wake him up no matter how hard he was."

Xin Xiu was stunned. She knew that she had nothing to do when she woke up. It must be the master who did something, but she didn't expect that he would actually share his soul with her. Soul, such as soul, hurt so much, he could even tear his soul for her.

If this is not love, Xin Xiu felt that she might not know what love is in her life.

Master Yansha gasped: "But I checked it carefully again and found that his three souls and seven spirits were fine. It shouldn't be because of his lack of souls."

Xin Xiu: "..."Hi? I've just been moved?

Master Yansha: "This symptom is a bit like the cause of taking some pill. Could it be that he took the wrong medicine?"

Xin Xiu: "How could Master take the wrong pill? He..."

Suddenly thinking about something, Xin Xiu's face changed, and she quickly took out a small box with a pill inside.

Yansha looked at him. He was a side job to refine pills. He sniffed and said, "A blood-replenishing pill? What do you do if you put the blood-replenishing pill in such a delicate box?"

Xin Xiu took out an empty bottle again, choking speechlessly.

She had previously obtained the Suhui Pill from Xue Yiyuanjun. In order to prevent being stolen, she was careful and used a blood-replenishing pill to exchange it with Suhui Pill. She felt that it was foolproof, but who knew that intelligence was wronged!

She was shocked by her master's bloody look and subconsciously fed him a handful of blood-replenishing pill. So if she guessed correctly, she should have fed him the Suhui pill as well.

Xin Xiu whispered a little expressionlessly, "A wise man will make mistakes, I will cheat myself."

The master ate the Suhui Pill, and now he is unconscious, maybe he is experiencing the baptism of his previous life's memories. Xin Xiu began to panic. This thing will not be really useful, it can really remind people of their previous life's memories, right? What if his master had a lover in his previous life, wouldn't she cause trouble for herself? She created a rival out of thin air, I green myself???

The more I thought about it, the less excited I felt. Xin Xiu patted his trembling right hand with a snap and scolded: "I will do whatever I want, and I will feed the medicine randomly!"

Xin Xiu regretted that he was so much that he only needed to build a time machine to go back to the past. Unfortunately, Shen Tuyu didn't know how depressed she was at the moment. He was now immersed in a long dream.

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The wind was loud and the snow and sand hit the bamboo leaves. On the cold winter, he seemed to be a baby beast, almost frozen to death in the severe wind and snow.

"Huh, what is this?"

He heard a voice, and when he was dying, he looked up at him with all his strength, and saw a girl. Her complexion was extremely white, and she was wearing a skirt with bright colors and complex patterns, as if she was not afraid of the severe cold at all.

Silver bells were adorned on her ankles and wrists, and strange and beautiful patterns were pierced in the neck. When she came to him on the snow, the ringtones were ethereal, and the pair of barefoot white and snow-standed on the snow.

She reached out to him, and the red oil on her nails was as bright and warm as flames, "It's so pitiful, it's frozen."

He was picked up by the girl and woke up again in the fire and warm arms.

The girl is called Xin Xiu, and she is a member of the Witch clan. The Witch clan has a long lifespan, is born to use witchcraft, has tribal groups, is hostile and despises other races, but Xin Xiu is different. She saved him, the cub of the demon clan, and ran up and down with a small bamboo basket.

When they were out, Shen Tuyu often heard other people in the tribe talking to Xin Xiu. They said, "Axiu, why do you bring the demon clan in? Throw him away."

"A Xiu, you can't break the rules."

But Xin Xiu didn't care about the advice at all. She just giggled and said, "I like this demon clan. When he grows up, I want him to be my mount."

Others in the tribe couldn't persuade her. Her father was the most powerful witch in the tribe, so Shen Tuyu grew up in the witch clan as the only exception.

When he was a little bit, the girl carried him in a bamboo basket. When he grew up, the girl looked at him in distress and said, "I'm too lazy to carry you, you can follow me by yourself." He began to follow her.

"You have to follow me immediately and don't be alone, otherwise you will be captured and killed by others here, do you know?" she told him.

They have been inseparable and spent many years. When he learned to transform into a human being, the first time he transformed into a young boy about the same height as her, and later he turned into a carry on her and went around to play.

The lifespan of the witch clan is too long. Shen Tu Yu is getting taller and taller, and his human figure is one head taller than Xin Xiu. His prototype cannot even enter the house. Xin Xiu still looks like they first met, but he has lost a lot of childishness compared to that time.

The Witch Clan is not peaceful, or the whole world is not peaceful. Different gods have created different races. Each race kills each other for survival, and the Witch Clan is often attacked by other races. Shen Tuyu follows Xin Xiu and will become a prototype to let her sit on her shoulders. He is strong and when he encounters a battle, there are countless enemies who die under his claws.

Often when a battle ends, he is covered in blood, with others and his own.

They sat by the spring, Xin Xiu combed his hair on his body, and as he combed it, he suddenly said to him: "You are already very powerful, you don't need me anymore. You leave the witch clan and go back to your own clan."

Shen Tuyu shook his head without thinking, "No."

Xin Xiu brushed his hair, and for some reason he looked at him with distress and anger: "Because I picked you up and took care of you when I was very young. You don't think of me as a mother because of this, right?"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she pulled a handful of white hair off him.

"No." Shen Tuyu moved his claws and wanted to touch her face, but there was still a lot of blood on his claws. So he grabbed his hair twice and gave up, whispering: "I want to be your mount."

Xin Xiu: "I used to say this to block others' words and joke with you. You are a demon clan and not a real beast. Do you really serve as a mount for me?"

But he was willing in his heart. No matter whether it was a mount or something, he wanted to stay by her side and continue walking in the mountains with her back, listening to the bells on her body and the mountain wind ringing together.

"Forget it, if you don't leave, stay for me for the rest of your life." Xin Xiu cleaned his brush, and suddenly became happy again, changed his mind, and threw himself on him with a smile, lay on the big rock with him basking in the sun.

Shen Tuyu felt that her body was particularly fragrant, even more fragrant than the colorful flowers next to her.

He became more and more powerful. The entire witch clan knew that Xin Xiu, the daughter of the Great Witch, tamed an iron-eating monster and was extremely loyal to her. As long as she pointed her finger, the iron-eating monster like a hill would carry her to rush, revealing her most violent side to her enemies. All enemies who hurt her would be stepped into mud by the iron-eating monster.

Shen Tuyu would also carry Xin Xiu on his back when he turned into a human form. They didn't care about the eyes of other people in the witch clan, but Shen Tuyu was often provoked.

Unlike the malice that he had developed when he was young because of his foreign identity, the men who provoked him later were the witch tribe men, who said that he had snatched the most powerful woman from the witch tribe.

"You are a demon clan. Even if you like A Xiu, it's useless. A Xiu will sooner or later choose our witch man to give birth to a child!"

Shen Tuyu actually didn't understand what was going on with these men, but he knew that these people were here to grab Xin Xiu, and he was angered in an instant.

He beat them to the point of being fleeing without politely because he was too heavy to take action, and several people were carried away by people.

He was worried about whether Xin Xiu would be angry after the fight. He went to see her expression nervously, but saw her sitting on the railing next to her, holding her cheek and smiling happily, and very...gentle.

"Dipa, come here." Xin Xiu waved to him, and as he walked over, he inserted the flowers in his hand into his bloody claws.

The author has something to say:

The male protagonist next door: I can tear the sky thunder with my hands

The male protagonist of this book: I can tear my soul with my hands

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The heroine next door: Want to eat dried beef with hand

The heroine of this book: Want to eat a chicken with a hand

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