soul collector

Tang Xiu put the soul-collecting flag on the ground and approached Han Yang slowly step by step.

Han Yang was in a state of madness at the moment, his eyes were scarlet, and his veins were bulging. He looked at the safe and sound Jiangqiao in the crystal box in disbelief, and then at the strange soul-collecting banner on the ground behind Tang Xiu.

No matter how stupid a person is, he can understand it, but deep in his heart he cannot accept this fact.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Xiu whispered, "You should look at me."

"In ten thousand years, no junior has dared to provoke our ancestors like this. You are very brave." Tang Xiu's voice was as calm as ever, even with a hint of a smile, but it sounded very dangerous.He glanced at Jiang Qiao who was looking down from the crystal box, and suddenly realized that the advantage of being immortal was even higher than that of any soul collector.He took out a dagger from the side pocket of his clothes, and threw it with his hands. The dagger threw a series of sharp loops in the air with a cold light, and cut the rope hanging from the crystal box with a bang.

Fear oozes from the depths of Han Yang's eyes. This ancient dagger is older than him, and its sharpness is jaw-dropping.

What is the concept of ten thousand years, Tang Xiu probably took out a stepping stone at random, for him, it is a weapon with extremely lethal force.

With a bang, the crystal box hit the ground, and a piece of sand and lime soil was splashed from the cave, hurting Han Yang's eyes, but Tang Xiu stood still.He watched the crystal box shatter, and Jiang Qiao fell into a piece of sharp debris, but he was unscathed.

Jiang Qiao himself was a little dazed.He felt that Tang Xiu's behavior was murdering his own husband indirectly, but seeing the man smiling at him, he felt that he couldn't say anything to blame.

After a long time, Jiang Qiao rubbed his ears and stood up, muttering, "I'm shocked, it's a crash."

Tang Xiu glanced at him, Jiang Qiao came over, looked Tang Xiu up and down, wanted to say something but stopped talking many times.I don't know how long it took until Han Yang's sweat dripped from his hairline to his collarbone. Jiang Qiao finally sighed and said, "Baby, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have lost weight."

"Really." Tang Xiu looked at him, deep in his black eyes was the tenderness rarely seen in the eyes of the ancestors, "Maybe he lost a little weight."

Jiang Qiao sighed heavily, enduring the hot and sore deep in his nasal cavity, took Tang Xiu's hand and shook it, and said in a low voice, "I'll cook when you go back tonight. You really can't eat takeout, you'll lose weight once you eat it."

Tang Xiu hooked his lips, "Okay."

The eyeballs of Han Yang on the ground seemed to be frozen in their sockets, his back was firmly against the cave, blood seemed to be wiped from his throat and eyes, and his voice was hoarse and difficult, "What on earth do you want?"

The old ancestor glanced at Jiang Qiao, "Go to the side."

"Why don't I come. I finally became a regular, practice my hands."

Tang Xiu smiled, "You can't spoil the seedlings to encourage them to grow, you have to learn little by little."

"Ok."

Jiang Qiao dodged to the side, Tang Xiu slowly squatted down next to Han Yang, staring at him with black eyes, as if staring at a piece of cargo that belonged to him.

"Why are you so worthless, can't even stand up?" The ancestor asked in a confused tone: "Sure enough, some people only stand up straight when they are in power. If you continue like this, even if the ancestors don't abandon you today, You can't do it for long."

Suddenly there was the sound of joints moving, and the ancestor with a calm and peaceful expression had clenched his fists that seemed to hang easily on both sides of his body at some point.

Han Yang felt the cold wind blowing through his heart, he wanted to escape, but his limbs seemed to be pressed by a ghost, and he couldn't move.

He watched Tang Xiu pull out his soul gathering banner from his arms.

"My old friend was burned, and this little friend of yours isn't quite the equivalent, but there's always something to pay back, isn't it?"

Han Yang rubbed back desperately, his palms and back were bleeding from the rough rock wall, but he didn't realize it.At this moment, that calm man was like a Shura devil in his eyes, and he just wanted to escape.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen what the soul gatherer who was burnt to death looks like. Last time when Pan Jie handled the woman's body, I avoided it. Let's make up for this regret today."

As soon as Tang Xiu finished speaking, his right hand turned into a claw, lifting Han Yang up from the ground.

A man who was about the same height as him, and even a little heavier, was easily lifted up by him with his hands on his throat.

In the depths of his black eyes was a smoldering prey that was not often revealed. Tang Xiu lowered his voice and said, "You have worn out my Buddha heart. I didn't want to be so violent in front of the person I like, but you are too aggressive."

A moment later, there was a heart-piercing cry from the cave.

……

That night, Jiang Qiao, who had been blocked by tabloid reporters for several days, suddenly appeared.The paparazzi who photographed him was a paparazzi of a small entertainment media. He was not on duty today, so he went to a hot pot restaurant in an alley with his friends for dinner, but they passed by a private room and rushed the waiter to open the door to deliver the food. A certain director and a certain actor of .

Tang Xiu and Jiang Qiao ate hot pot, not facing each other, but sitting next to each other, just like a couple, he saw it for real.

Mr. Paparazzi couldn't hold back his exclamation for a moment, just as he was about to instinctively take out his phone, Tang Xiu suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.

Just at that glance, he felt that his guts were going to explode.

The calm, gentle and gentle man on the screen is really just a human design, the real person is so vicious that he can scare people to death.

Oh my god, does a reporter really dare to follow him all the time... That's really a role model for the industry.

The door curtain was closed, Jiang Qiao picked up a chopstick of mutton and put it into Tang Xiu's bowl, "Baby, calm down."

The old ancestor did not speak, and slowly put away the murderous look between his eyebrows, paused for a while, picked up the chopsticks and ate the mutton.

"I just finished dealing with that guy, and I can't get back to my senses." Tang Xiu's voice was still soft, and he glanced at the boiling hot pot, "I won't eat meat anymore, Zao, give me some carrots."

"Okay." Jiang Qiao swiftly scooped up a spoon full of radishes and piled them on Tang Xiu's plate, "Eat more, your face will become thinner after a few days."

"Yeah." Tang Xiu picked up the bowl and drank the soup for a while, then suddenly remembered something, "Han Yang disappeared from the world just like that, is he alright?"

"It's actually quite a big deal." Jiang Qiao's scalp tingled when he mentioned this. He thought that Tang Xiu would go too far and just kill that guy and burn his soul banner, but he didn't expect that just now in the cave, Tang Xiu Xiu broke more than 40 important big bones on the boy's body, until his whole body was covered with blood, and when he was still breathing, he cut his soul-collecting flag into pieces, and then set it on fire. .

Jiang Qiao didn't react until the inhuman thing on the ground disappeared out of thin air.

He always thought that the ancestor he liked was a gentle baby, it seemed that his understanding of this world was too shallow.

"What are you thinking?"

"Oh, it's all right." Jiang Qiao came back to his senses, shivered, and continued: "The disappearance of such a person out of thin air is of great importance. But the cause and effect of this matter can't be found out anyway, so even if there is a big disturbance , in the end, it can only be an unsolved case. So whether it is big or small, you can go back and rest with peace of mind."

"Hmm." Tang Xiu thought for a while, and then said, "Recently I'm not very polite when talking to the media, and I may have tricked you a bit. You have to be mentally prepared."

Jiang Qiao thought to himself, I am already grateful to you for not killing those reporters.So he nodded hastily, "They owe the scolding, you don't need to worry about these trivial matters."

"it is good."

When he came out after eating, Tang Xiu had just walked outside the hot pot restaurant when he was startled by the dense crowd of people's heads outside.

Reporters from all walks of life have already filled this narrow alley, and the click-click sound of the shutter is like a submachine gun crazily spraying bullets, which is a headache to hear.

Just had a full meal, the old ancestor was too lazy to deal with this kind of situation, he frowned without caring about his artist image, turned to look at Jiang Qiao, "What should I do?"

Jiang Qiao's face was ugly, and he took a step forward, "Can you get out of the way?"

However, the reporter couldn't listen to what he said, so he just pushed forward and went too far.The store owner had never seen this battle before, trembling, he called the police directly. Jiang Qiao and them stalemate for about 10 minutes before the police arrived.

Tang Xiu didn't expect that he, who had just been stained with blood, ended up going home in a police car.

While listening to Jiang Qiao chatting with the policeman driving, he was scrolling through Weibo.

The media in this world is really a love-hate thing.In just a few minutes, this matter has exploded on the Internet.Obviously he wasn't caught doing anything too extreme, but it seems that in this turmoil, it was his biggest mistake to be in the same frame as Jiang Qiao.

Li Ziping's calls were loaded into the phone one by one like crazy, Tang Xiu really lost his patience after pressing down a few times, so he simply picked it up.

"What?"

Li Ziping was dumbfounded by this murderous question for a second, "Ancestor! You stabbed me in the basket and you are still fighting with me? When did you find Jiang Qiao? You two didn't hurry to the company to discuss public relations matters, but went to eat hot pot? You ..."

"I'm quitting. I'm quitting the circle." Tang Xiu said calmly, and directly responded to Li Ziping's long speech.

"What?"

"I'm serious, I'm quitting, and I'm back." Tang Xiu raised his head as he spoke, and Jiang Qiao was looking at him through the rearview mirror with serious eyes, as if asking for advice.

Tang Xiu nodded slightly to him, and said to the other end of the phone in a low voice: "My original purpose of entering this circle has finally been achieved today. Thank you for tolerating me for so long, I wish you the next artist who will be more reliable than me." Compose some."

"Hello? What? What did you say?" Li Ziping's mind was buzzing, but a busy tone came from the other end of the phone, which sounded exactly like someone's calm and heartless voice.

"..."

Tang Xiu and Jiang Qiao went home together.

After entering the apartment gate, the second building on the west side, the elevator went to the 14th floor, and then walked through a long corridor. The two rooms at the end were his and Jiang Qiao's home.

I have walked this road many times together, but this time it feels very real.

Tang Xiu suddenly sighed, and took the initiative to hold Jiang Qiao's hand.Jiang Qiao turned his head to look at him. The old ancestor lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Just come back."

Jiang Qiao suddenly smiled. There was no one in the hallway. Relying on his height advantage of a few centimeters, he gently supported his ancestor's head with one hand, and rubbed it in his arms, "Baby, we will be together in a legitimate way from now on. I It is also a soul collector, or an upgraded version, and I will take good care of the baby."

Tang Xiu was held in his arms by someone, and his voice sounded muffled, "If you say such disgusting words again, the ancestor will abolish your immortal body, do you want to try it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiao smiled quietly, and walked into the apartment with Tang Xiu in his arms.Tang Xiu took off his shoes and walked towards the sofa, but passing by the door of the bedroom, as if telepathically, his steps suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qiao asked.

Tang Xiu shook his head, he had a strange feeling in his heart, he licked his lower lip, and slowly pushed open the bedroom door.

The slender figure stood at the door, his black eyes slightly startled.

The bedroom window was open, and the soft screen was blown by the wind, sweeping across the head of the bed.On the wall beside the bed was a somewhat weird banner with a simple pattern and an old texture, and it looked like something with time.

Jiang Qiao came over and said ah, "Why did it come back?"

Tang Xiu turned his head to look at him, and suddenly a bright smile broke out on those two thin lips. Tang Xiu took Jiang Qiao's hand and walked over, raised his hand to touch the soul banner, feeling the somewhat rough texture.

No.80 one soul grid is already full of souls.

"The soul of the inheritor was reborn in the place of destruction. I waited for it for 1 years, and finally, it entered the banner."