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The earliest nickname, naturally, only Xiaobai and Nakelulu, who were with Wuqi, knew that this question was carefully considered by Wuqi. After Wuqi thought about it, Wuqi believed that there was only one soul who could answer the standard answer, and that one must be Xiaobai.

At this moment, as the words fell, many voices with different ranges and tones came out one after another from the light gate. The souls who were closer to the light gate and could witness Wuqi's true appearance with their own eyes all raised their mouths proudly and replied with a laugh: "It's so simple! You are so short, you are naturally a short person!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, many souls who could not see the strange appearance also agreed and said words of recognition.

"That's right! The answer is a short man!"

"Yes! It must be a short man."

Only those slightly smarter souls did not rush to answer, but remained silent, thought for a while before speaking cautiously.

"Since you're very short, you shouldn't be a short person, but a dwarf."

"I think dwarfs are not right. Since they are nicknames, they should be cute. If they call them kind, I guess they are elves."

"I guess it's a dwarf. Do you think he is your elves? I snatched the person from the gap between the people in front of me, and he was a human."

Unfortunately, although these voices answered very enthusiastically, many souls even put their illusory bodies in a pitiful look in order to resurrection, their eyes wide open and looked at Wuqi with tears in their eyes, and their faces were filled with hope. However, none of the answers were what Wuqi wanted.

Isn’t Xiaobai here? It has...it has returned to the underworld, and its soul has completely fallen into the Hell of the Abyss?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's heart suddenly sank. He clenched his fists and regretted deeply, and blamed himself for his inconsolation and premature giving up. If it weren't for this, Xiaobai wouldn't have sacrificed his life to encourage himself.

However, just when Wuqi was desperate, a blank voice suddenly sounded, coming from the noisy sound. Although it was very weak, it would be almost impossible to detect if you didn't listen carefully, but Wuqi still heard it.

"Is it a slug?"

Hearing this voice, Wuqi's already dim eyes lit up, and pointed to the place where the sound came, and a deafening cry: "Xiaobai, is it you?"

Unfortunately, there was no response, but this was no longer important. Since I could answer my own question, the other party must be a novice.

"It's the soul of the answering slug just now! That's definitely the soul of my friend, bring it out quickly!" Wuqi looked at the illusory figure beside him excitedly and issued an order.

"Yes!" The illusory figure was very happy when he heard this. He nodded. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and pointed at the position, uttered a little, and said, "Go!"

As the word fell to the ground, the sword light that was firmly blocked by many souls at the exit of the light suddenly shone brightly, emitting a dazzling wave of light, forcibly dispersing all the souls around. The sword light shook slightly and disappeared at an incredible speed in an instant.

When it appeared again, it had arrived at the target position that Wuqi pointed out, releasing a powerful suction force, forcibly sucking the soul of the illusory form inside the sword light, and firmly protecting it with a layer of golden light. Then, without stopping for a moment, the light flashed and left there like lightning.

The next moment, a dazzling sword light suddenly roared out of the light gate, and the light gate closed almost instantly when the sword light rushed out.

Then, the light on the sword light flashed and collapsed into invisible in an instant, turning into countless light spots, dissolved in the air. An illusory figure finally appeared in front of Wuqi. Who else could it be except Xiaobai?

But now Xiaobai is in a completely soul form, and obviously because he died for too long, he was a little unbelievable that he could see Tian Ri again. His eyes were dull and he still had a shocked look. For a moment, he couldn't say a word.

Wuqi knew Xiaobai's current mood and didn't say much. He immediately used medical skills to repair Xiaobai's terrible body. Then, he reached out and grabbed Xiaobai's still a little dull soul back into his new life. Then, he fell into silence, sat cross-legged, waiting for Xiaobai's soul to wake up after re-fusion with his body.

Wei Ming and Xu Huan Si were both a little confused when they saw this scene. However, both of them reached a tacit understanding. Instead, they did not speak to break the atmosphere, but chose to wait quietly with Wu Qi and accompany him.

After about three minutes of silence, the somewhat dull atmosphere was finally broken. However, the person who broke the atmosphere was neither Wuqi nor Wei Ming and the illusory figures, but Xiaobai. Because Xiaobai woke up and saved his life from the gate of hell again and survived from death.

"I...boss...I'm not dead? Am I resurrected?"

This time, Xiaobai obviously didn't expect that he would become particularly excited. His eyes were a little wet when he looked at Wuqi, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably, just like his body.

"Yes. Xiaobai, welcome you back!" Wuqi nodded with a smile, gave Xiaobai a positive expression, and said.

After hearing this, Xiaobai calmed down a little, but he still couldn't calm himself completely in a short period of time. He couldn't help but feel excited. His huge body jumped up, just like a pet dog who had been separated from his owner for many years and suddenly met again. He threw Wuqi to the ground with a "thump", stuck out his tongue, and licked Wuqi intimately.

This sudden action immediately made Wuqi's expression look very ugly. He even looked a little embarrassed, but Wuqi was not angry. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. Because, in his opinion, nothing can make people happy than Xiaobai's resurrection.

Seeing this, Wei Ming and Xuliu figures on the side couldn't help but look at each other, and were also infected by Wuqi and showed a knowing smile.

The next period of time was some ordinary things that were so ordinary that they could not be more ordinary. They asked about their well-being and deepened their friendship.

Until his mood and Xiaobai were completely calmed down, and he had almost talked about the words of care and gratitude. Wu Qi returned to his true colors and turned his head to look at the illusory figure who had been waiting for him to speak silently. He asked, "What should I call you?"

As soon as this said, the illusory figure was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Wuqi to say such words. He looked at Wuqi with a strange expression and replied: "Master. Why did you forget my name? This shouldn't be! I am your eldest disciple! Even if you forgot something in that battle, you shouldn't forget your disciple's nickname. That was what you gave to your disciple!"

Wuqi's eyes flashed, and he heard something from this passage. The other party seemed to have recognized himself as his own father again. He quickly spoke and explained: "You misunderstood. I am not your master, your master has someone else, it should be my father."

"Your father?" Xu Huan's figure was stunned again when he heard this. He looked Wuqi up and down carefully, shook his head and said, "Master, don't joke, this joke is not funny at all. In that battle, the master's wife had already died in battle, and before that battle, I had been following you. The master's wife has never been pregnant. Where did the child come from? You are my master, you can't be wrong."

Wuqi was speechless. This time, what the other party said revealed some information about his life experience. His own father turned out to be a wife and was not alone. However, the other party said that he did not believe that he was his son, so he was right.

After listening, Wuqi immediately felt a little numb because he really didn't know how to explain this problem.

But after careful consideration, Wuqi still awkwardly told all the things he was born, and simplified in detail everything he had obtained from the prophet, and said, "This is actually the case..."

Unfortunately, after he spent five minutes telling those things, the illusory figure still didn't believe it, and he was particularly depressed and said to Wuqi with comprehension: "Master, why are you just unwilling to admit it? In the world, there is absolutely no other person who can become the Lord of the Heavenly Book!"

As he said that, perhaps to make Wuqi believe him, the illusory figure deliberately raised his hand and pointed at Wuqi's waist.

Wuqi was shocked. Under the clothes of this part, there was an ancient scroll hidden. He had never had the chance to take it out. How did the other party know about it? He was very confused about this.

But it was not just this thing that surprised Wuqi. The content revealed in the other party just now surprised Wuqi. It turned out that his own father was the owner of the Ancient Scroll. This news shocked Wuqi because from the prophet, Wuqi had known something a long time ago that Qingchengzi was not the owner of the Ancient Scroll.

Then, will it be contradictory to each other?

According to the words of the boy Saving Cai, Qingchengzi and his father are the same person, and they are a clone of his father. However, the illusory figure in front of him said that his biological father was the Lord of the Heavenly Book back then, and just like himself now, he could see the detailed content recorded in the Ancient Scrolls.

Since this is the case, why can the father himself be the lord of the Heavenly Book, but the clone of Qingchengzi cannot?

This is something that Wuqi can't figure out. When he thought of this problem, Wuqi became more interested in his own father's identity and name, and asked, "So. Will I put this together for now? Can you tell me first, who is your master? What is his name?"

As soon as this said, the illusory figure stayed in place for the third time. He raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to point at Wuqi. He couldn't say a word for a long time. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that he really couldn't understand why the master was right in front of him, but he just didn't want to admit it.

As soon as he thought about this, although the illusory figure did not dare to disobey the master's order, he went through a difficult ideological struggle. In the end, he did not immediately answer Wuqi under the pressure. Instead, he suddenly thought of something, and said with a feeling of loss and sadness: "Master, why are you just unwilling to admit it?
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