"I mean it. As long as you follow me and listen to me in the future, I will try my best to take you out."

Chen Yang said.

Sword Soul nodded.

"Okay. I'll take out everything I'm doing now, and you try to attach it to them. As long as you can attach it to them, I can put it back into the space ring. I can take you out."

Chen Yang said to Jianhun again.

This is the best way Chen Yang thought of.

Sword Soul seems to agree with Chen Yang's method.

Chen Yang took out the things one by one at this moment.

The sword soul kept drilling inside.

But none of them work.

Soon Chen Yang moved out all the things he could move.

The sword soul also drilled into it again and again.

But there is no one that can stick to it.

Chen Yang looked at the space ring and said, "No more. There is only the last painting. I guess there is no hope."

Chen Yang said depressedly.

Before he started, he felt that there was hope.

Now I have tried everything, but there is nothing I can do.

It seems that I can't take away the sword soul.

Chen Yang took out the painting, and he remembered that the painting was given by Li Yichan.

The one I originally drew above was Lao Tzu.

But now there is a pool of water, and my portrait is blurred.

"Try it for the last time."

Chen Yang said to Jianhun.

The golden light of the sword soul flashed, and it drilled into the painting.

This time, Chen Yang saw the golden light slowly fading.

His eyes suddenly shone.
Chapter completed!