"That's strange, why haven't you fallen?" After uncle Liang laughed madly, he looked at Ling Chuxi who was still standing in front of him and asked doubtfully.
"It's simple, because you caught the wrong person. " Ling Chuxi said coldly. That guess was entangled in her heart, making her feel a kind of entanglement that she had never felt before.
"You caught the wrong person?" Uncle Liang did not react in time. He looked at the primordial soul imprisoned in his hand and almost jumped up. He saw that the primordial soul had a white beard and a white head. It was obviously not Ling Chuxi's soul.
"Don't you think it's unnecessary to ask this question now?" Ling Chuxi's fingers flickered as she formed hand seals.
Just now, she had managed to escape because uncle Liang had accidentally captured bu Xingtian. Now, uncle Liang, who had realized that something was wrong, would definitely attack again. She had to protect her sea of mind with all her might.