Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 238 Upper Boundary ([-])
Mo Xiaojiu lowered his head and rested his head on Murong Zui's shoulder, and told her what the system had analyzed to her in a low voice, clutching his clothes with both hands.

"Azui, I'm very scared. After I died in the original world, Ogura has been by my side, accompanying me through so many worlds. My feelings for it..."

He gently stroked her head: "Let's not talk about whether its guess is true or not, even if it is, it is still your Xiaocang, isn't it?"

"Of course it is my Xiaocang." She took a deep breath, "What I am afraid of is, if it is really the boss's soul, what will happen if the boss takes it back?"

"We don't know much about splitting the soul. We don't know if the soul can be fused back after it splits out. And it's obvious that your Xiaocang doesn't have the consciousness of the boss. It has always had an independent consciousness. In short, we have to first Find someone to find out."

"Ah."

"don’t worry."

"it is good."

Mo Xiaojiu quickly regained his energy, and the two of them started walking around the city until they met an acquaintance.

"master?"

"Qijue?"

Qijue was dressed in white clothes like snow, his face still had no expression, his eyes were indifferent, without the slightest emotion, when he faced them, he nodded lightly: "Jiu'er, Murong."

Ever since he was attacked by Yue Jin and fled to the lower realm, Mo Xiaojiu had never seen Qi Jue again, and now he couldn't help but feel joyful: "Master! So you have already reached the upper realm."

Qi Jue responded softly: "I came earlier than you."

Murong Zui took Mo Xiaojiu's hand: "I thought that even if you came to the Upper Realm, you would choose the God Realm, but I didn't expect you to choose the Demon Realm."

Qijue glanced at their holding hands, and said in a neutral voice, "Jiu'er was attacked, and I could sense that the other party was a cultivator of demons, so I chose the demon realm."

Mo Xiaojiu was moved.

Murong Zui's mood is a bit complicated, he should be happy to see a friend he hasn't seen for many years, but when he thinks about his involvement with Mo Xiaojiu, it will inevitably become complicated.

"You don't have a place to live in Shanghai, do you? Why don't you live with me first?"

"Okay."

Qi Jue's residence was a small courtyard. There were only two rooms in the courtyard besides the kitchen. There was no doubt that Mo Xiaojiu and Murong Zui lived in the same room.

The three people reunited after a long separation sat together drinking tea.

"Master, do you know about soul splitting?" Subconsciously, Mo Xiaojiu asked.

I always feel that Qijue is the kind of person who knows everything about astronomy and geography, so when I saw him, I inadvertently asked out the doubts in my heart.

"I know," a hidden light flashed in his eyes, "What do you want to ask Jiu'er?"

"If a person splits his soul, the split soul has no memory of the original body and everything related to it. It is just used as a tool and then has its own consciousness. If one day the main body wants to merge the soul, will the split soul disappear? "

She asked.

Qi Jue took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said indifferently, "The souls that have been separated from the main body can be fused at any time when they want to merge back. Basically, it is very easy for people who can split souls to fuse their souls, but if the consciousness of the souls is too strong , there is a one-in-a-thousand possibility of backlashing the consciousness of the main body, turning over and making the decision."

"thousandth……"

If the system is really the split soul of the boss, and if the boss wants to fuse the soul, then there is only one in a thousand chance that the system can turn against the guest. This chance is really slim.

"Besides, the main body can sense the state of my soul split at any time," Qi Jue looked at her, "Why would Jiu'er think of asking this question?"

"You can feel your soul split state at any time..."

At this point, Mo Xiaojiu probably understood.

(End of this chapter)