She knelt down on the card and made a prayerful gesture.

"Do you want to continue living as a soul body?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

"No, I have enough for this world."

"But there are still many sisters... Sir, please save them." Feifei prayed devoutly.

"What do you know?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Lots of souls!"

Feifei almost screamed. In front of Wu Xiaode, she finally could no longer suppress the hysterical fear and pain in her heart.

"They didn't have the beauty like me, and they were unwilling to submit, so they were used in certain rituals one after another. It was because I was defeated by the horror and evil of that ritual that I was used to win over new people."

"Save them!"

"Please!"

Ding.

Wu Xiaode watched the other party finish speaking, and a "merit +10" prompt appeared above his head.

Just saying this will give you 10 points of merit.

——Merit is extremely difficult to obtain!

But this kind of thing is no longer within Wu Xiaode's consideration.

"Souls are forever enslaved and sold"——

This has actually passed the critical point.

The so-called "ritual" must hide some extremely important secret.

No wonder the Flag of Quicksand brought itself to this era!

"Don't cry...it's okay, Feifei, you will be fine."

Wu Xiaode comforted him softly.

Feifei knelt on the ground and cried loudly, unable to stop no matter what.

She couldn't remember the last time she released her emotions without reservation.

Wu Xiaode looked at her and suddenly realized that any words were pale in front of this soul.

Her experience cannot be comforted by words.

Maybe other souls are like this.

Then——

"I beg you, if you can, please save some of my sisters."

Feifei knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow to Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode flicked the card.

Feifei was shaken so hard that she stood up and could no longer knock her head down.

"Just save them?"

Wu Xiaode asked gently and deftly, with a gentle expression, as if he was saying something like the weather was really nice.

"Yes... everyone is living in too much pain..."

Feifei's attention was finally diverted and she choked with sobs.

"But this is still a little less interesting and won't make us enjoy ourselves to the fullest." Wu Xiaode said.

"What do you mean?" Feifei asked doubtfully.

"You have to pay attention to the consequences of doing things. How can you just let it go if you are bullied." Wu Xiaode laughed.

Endless quicksand emerged from the void and swarmed towards Wu Xiaode.

He continued gently:

"You may not realize that when someone is bullied, they should fight back and beat the other person until they kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Because when you ran away, you didn't escape the fate of being bullied."

"Because you can't escape life."

"At this moment, you are grieving for what happened in your life; as for me, there is also an evil fire burning in my heart, and I want to kill something."

"So let's go have a fight."

"I will use the pain of those garbage to ease my emotions and let you feel the pleasant side of life, Feifei."

The voice fell.
Chapter completed!