"No...no! It's just that I haven't spoken alone for a long time..."

Jia Lin blushed and explained again and again.

"Don't be nervous. I am your brother. Just remember this."

Jia Yan sighed.

The sisters in this world are much more harmonious than the sisters on Earth.

After all, the younger sister in the underworld is a younger sister in name, but she is still separated by a layer of "different race" status. No matter how hard it is, it is difficult for everyone to truly eliminate that barrier.

Logically speaking, the 'Jia Lin' in front of me, and I don't know that he is a giant mosquito, should be closer to her.

Unexpectedly, there was still some gap in the end.

Maybe this is the price of being strong...

Jia Yan kept holding on, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Soon, a soul with the appearance of a decent girl emerged from his hand.

This girl looks like she was born wearing clothes, otherwise my sister would die of shame.

"You don't look much like me. He's a bit older than me."

Jia Lin looked at this figure curiously, a little surprised.

"Relax your mind, and I will guide you to transfer part of your energy to this clone. From now on, she will be your permanent clone."

"good."

Jia Lin quickly closed her eyes after hearing this.

She only felt a consciousness from her brother guiding her, slowly splitting out the slightest bit of spiritual power.

She soon noticed that her whole body was filled with a feeling of weakness and drowsiness.

"Cheer up and don't let weakness defeat you."

"yes."

Jia Lindai frowned and regained her energy.

Jia Yan was also a little surprised.

This sister's mental power, how should I put it, is weaker than I expected.

Fortunately, she was still strong-willed. It wasn't until her mental strength was enough to support the clone's movements that she half-sat down, holding on to the cabinet.

"That's enough. You can take a rest."

Jia Yan let the exhausted girl sit for a while, drank some medicine to restore her mental strength, and then started to let her test the clone.

After experiencing a mental trance, Jia Lin broke out in cold sweat, but out of curiosity about things like "distraction", she quickly cheered herself up, followed Jia Yan's instructions, and followed Handan's steps.

Not long after, the soul clone, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, opened his eyes.

"Yeah, it's moving!"

The clone screamed, and the voice was very girlish, and a little more mature than Jia Lin. The voice sounded like the tinkling of a clear spring, and it was very holy.

"You can get used to it for now. You can go to your own room to rest."

"Well, I'm leaving then."

The clone twisted its small waist, walked forward, and picked up its real body.

Not long after, Editha's fussy screams were heard outside the hall, and next to her was Jia Lin, the girl's doppelganger, laughing heartily.

It was obvious that the child had a good temperament and couldn't help but run to show off to Edisa.

After the two of them laughed and joked for a while, they felt the space tearing apart, and the clone left the temple.

"Adisha, do you want a clone to accompany her?"

Jia Yan showed up and looked at Adisha sitting next to the big bed where Jia Lin's true body was lying.

"No, Jia Lin will go alone!" Adisha shook her head unexpectedly.

"Why don't you want to accompany her? This mission is very difficult. Maybe her clone will be in danger."

"It's not like he's going to die anyway."

Jia Yan was still quite surprised.

Adisha jumped up, pursed her lips as if thinking about something and said: "Jia Lin seems to be growing up, Adisha can't hold her back, master, are you right?"

Jia Yan was even more surprised.

It seems that Jia Lin is not the only one who has grown up.

"Yes, everyone will grow."

Adisha had some meaning: "If I had known earlier, it would have been better if Adisha had grown up..."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Jia Yan's reaction and flew to the small temple of her office.

Yeah, it's my fault.

Jia Yan was hit by an arrow in the knee for no apparent reason.

In the underworld.

A looming figure emerged.

"Is this all the chaos?"

Jia Lin's clone girl looked at the scene in front of her and felt a chill running through her body.

Large groups of souls seemed to have some sworn hatred against the people of the Black Temple. Officials stationed in the Black Temple in various places were led by some people with ulterior motives to attack these officials.

Counterattack failed, and a large group of people chased the officials of the Black God Department to the sky and to the earth with nowhere to go.

As a result, the power of the entire soul refugee community has become unprecedentedly powerful.

This was the scene in front of her. The powerful men of the two Death Temples were obviously more powerful, but they were unable to take effective control over the souls and had to flee in confusion.

"Boss, let's fight back!"

"Yes, let's fight back. If we don't fight back, their numbers will increase. If a few strong men attack us, our lives will really be in danger!"

Five or six venerable-level officials were scurrying around in the sky.

The leader reached the middle level of the Venerable.

He holds himself to be a veteran of the Temple of Death, and has always regarded himself as the mainstay of officials.

Among the entire team of officials attacked by the refugees, their team has better self-control and has not killed even one ordinary soul refugee so far.

"No, we are officials. In such a crisis, we cannot do anything that would make our soul even more angry!"

"Boss, you can't be pedantic!"

"They are no longer ordinary people, but a mob. If they don't fight back, they will only make the situation even more out of control!"

"You may not have been an official during your lifetime. I was a dangerous official during my lifetime. I can guarantee you that the more you let it go, the more this matter will expand!"

"Please make up your mind!"

This official was driven into panic by his subordinates, and there was a war between heaven and man in his mind. Just when he was about to make a decision, his eyes froze.

The subordinates followed the superior's gaze.

They saw an indescribable girl floating in the air in front of them.

This girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a graceful and graceful appearance.

"This is……"

"Not an ordinary person!"

The strong men made their judgments directly. After all, as strong men, their basic judgments were extremely accurate.

"Everyone, I am the saint appointed by Lord Death, and I am here specifically to solve the problems in the underworld."

The girl made a beautiful voice like an oriole.

"Is she a saint sent by the God of Death?"

These people were even more shocked.

The girl exudes fluctuations that clearly belong only to gods, and she is eighty-nine times similar to their immediate boss, ‘Death God Jia Lin’.

There is no proof that can prove her identity better than this piece of evidence.

"Since we are the saints, we should admit it. However, saints, you have also seen the public sentiment at this time. It is not that we are not in a good position to do things, but that we simply cannot do it."

Several officials smiled bitterly.

They pointed out in a subtle way that even with a saint like you, it would be difficult to accomplish anything.

The saint, Jia Lin, looked at the overwhelming crowd of soul people.

In the past, she might have been like these officials, helpless or even panicked.
To be continued...