A brand-new fairy palace has been built here as the residence of orioles, which is full of jewels, dazzling and luxurious.


    The body shape of death wing appeared next to the fairy palace.


    "Oriole."


    The sound of the wings of death shook the fairy palace.


    The Oriole flew out of the fairy palace and said with a smile:


    "The master came so fast!"


    She flew to the wing of death and pointed to a man from the fairy palace, "master, this is immortal Yuanhe. Would you like to accept him?"


    The man was dressed as a mortal literati, with a headscarf tied on his head and a blue gray civilian robe. His temperament was also very ordinary. He looked like a teacher. It was completely different from the scene where the Oriole walked everywhere before. It was difficult to associate him with a loose fairy.


    Immortal Yuanhe was very polite. He saluted and said: "I''ve seen the great God of the wings of death. I''m named Yuanhe. I''m a native of the bright yellow star. I failed to cross the robbery 12000 years ago and turned to Sanxian. I still can''t see a glimmer of hope. I don''t have a sect or any relatives and friends. If the great God wants to control me, I''m willing. I just hope that the great God can send me more in the future and don''t burn me as cannon fodder."


    "You are interesting."


    Deathwing smiled and nodded.


    "I just saw too much and experienced too much."


    Yuanhe immortal looked gentle and the whole person seemed very calm.


    On the contrary, Huang Si admired his determination.


    From the reaction of the monks in the Reiki world, soul control is definitely a terrible secret skill. Many people would rather die than accept it.


    However, Yuanhe was willing to. It seems that he really thought it through.


    In fact, Yuanhe immortal has another trait that makes Huang Si particularly satisfied.


    That is ordinary.


    Whether it''s dress or temperament, it looks ordinary.


    Even if Huang Siming knew that he was a Sanxian, he could see his cultivation level, but he would subconsciously feel that he was an ordinary mortal.


    This ordinary trait is most suitable to break into the interior and be a spy.


    When the claws of the wing of death were pressed down, the Dharma body of immortal Yuanhe was immediately crushed.


    His soul nodded silently.


    Assimilation is complete.


    When Deathwing took back its claws, there was an ordinary youth in the field.


    His appearance is more ordinary than just now.


    Among a group of monks, he is an ordinary man.


    Leaving him among a group of ordinary people, I can''t even find a personal film. It''s too meaningless.


    Yuanhe, born again, as a mortal.


    Yuanhe sighed. He still sold himself in exchange for his flesh and youth.


    Wait


    "I, why still have ego?"


    Yuanhe was shocked.


    "Why didn''t you become a woman!"


    The Oriole was also shocked.


    These two people are shocked. It''s strange, Huang Si thought.


    He checked Yuanhe''s memory and his thoughts.


    "Why is soul control so bad? No wonder you don''t want it."


    Huang Si suddenly realized.


    The essence of soul control is that the caster forcibly erases the victim''s self-consciousness, but retains the thinking ability to turn the victim into a thorough tool man at the behest of the caster.


    Therefore, anyone who knows the principle of soul control would rather die than accept it.


    In addition, soul control also has great limitations.


    The caster can only control three souls. Even if the soul control skill is upgraded, it can only be increased to five at most. Once the quota is full, no new soul control objects can be added unless the controlled person dies.


    It''s no wonder that the caster will use the soul controlled person as cannon fodder.


    "The art of soul control is so weak." Huang thought and said, "but I have a good way. The three people who control the soul can also learn the art of soul control. If they each control three, they can control twelve souls in total, and then the following nine people control three..."


    "That won''t work, master." Yuanhe immortal is well-informed and has more knowledge than oriole, "First of all, the soul control skill needs to control the other party and weaken the other party''s soul to coma before it can be forcibly controlled. Therefore, the soul of the party controlled by the soul must be much weaker than the caster. In addition, the learning of the soul control skill also needs talent and realm, which many people can''t learn. The real immortal at the human immortal level basically can''t control the soul."


    "Therefore, even the true immortals in the celestial realm can hardly have three controllers in the earthly realm, because only two big realms can be controlled safely. Otherwise, most people will explode long before they are caught and weakened."


    "Really, it was forbidden to set dolls." Huang Si said to himself, "I thought I could continue to develop offline..."


    Seeing the master seriously considering the future of soul control, Yuanhe couldn''t help laughing.


    "It seems that the master doesn''t use the magic of soul control? Yes, the master is a God. He shouldn''t use the magic of soul control in the human race."


    He guessed that Huang Si''s ability to recognize the Lord should be more advanced than soul control.


    Now, he can only perceive that he has a soul master and can accept the master''s instructions, but his consciousness and thinking are not affected.


    Moreover, from the reaction of the master, there is no limit on the number of soul control skills.


    "I am the Dragon God, and you are my family."


    Huang Si revised the idea of Yuanhe.


    Yuanhe got a positive answer and his heart was full of joy.


    I thought I wanted to give up myself. Unexpectedly, I didn''t need it. I even became a person favored by the gods.


    Thanks to the recommendation of oriole.


    Yuanhe was about to thank the oriole, but he heard the Oriole Scream:


    "No! Why did he keep his original appearance, but I became a little girl younger than Le Ying!"


    "The price of regaining the flesh and restoring youth is not turned into a woman by the master!"


    The Oriole asked loudly.


    "When did I say I had to be a woman to reshape my flesh..." Huang Si''s voice was cool, "only you are."


    "Just me? Why!!!"


    "No why."


    In fact, Huang Si just bullied Le Ying before watching the oriole. He felt uncomfortable and let her be Laurie. By the way, he adjusted her psychological age slightly to make her honest.


    "No, why???"


    The Oriole squatted down with his head in his arms.


    A look of despair.


    She''s autistic.


    Originally, the Oriole thought that becoming like this was the price of rebirth.


    It''s acceptable to think so.


    Although she became a little yellow haired girl who felt so ashamed, she also got a young body. It''s not a loss to think about it like this.


    result!


    The master told her!


    It was intentional!


    WOW!


    The Oriole cried.


    After crying for a while, the host didn''t comfort him.


    "Don''t cry, don''t cry."


    As soon as the Oriole looked up, it was Yuanhe that guy came over and touched her head to comfort her.


    "Wow..."


    The Oriole shook his head, shook off Yuanhe''s hand and cried even harder.