The soul question made Luo Zhiqiu sober up a little, and then he understood what the burden he had said he was going to put on him earlier.

He took it with a trembling hand full of joy, and the moment he touched the soul flag, the real touch of his palm made him feel like a dream that he couldn't wake up from.

Suppressing his chaotic mind, Luo Zhiqiu raised his head and looked at Jiang Futing with burning eyes.

The unkempt and unreliable appearance in the past has been retracted by him.

If a minute ago, his overtures to Jiang Futing were just the surface of his flamboyant tongue out of interest and survival, then now, he is entrusting his whole body to it.

Because he knew that Jiang Futing handed him not only the soul flag, but also the trust without impurities.

This kind of trust had never been found in the intriguing and powerful Immortal Sect. When he was a child, he was opposed by the whole world because of poverty, and he never had it, and even his biological parents who gave birth to him were reluctant to give him half a point.

But he didn't expect that a person who had only met a few times and hastily signed a contract with him appeared.

Luo Zhiqiu no longer had a hippie smile, he took it very carefully as if he was holding a fragile porcelain vase, and said seriously: "You can rest assured that you will leave it to me." ”

Jiang Futing didn't think as much as he thought, and his trust in him was just unconsciously out of a contract.

In Jiang Futing's own world, the relationship network is also very simple, and there are not so many twists and turns.

He has only one circle, and those in the circle are his own people, and those outside the circle are always outsiders.

And now Luo Zhiqiu is undoubtedly his own person in his cognition.

Waiting for Luo Zhiqiu to get ready, Jiang Futing's mind moved, and the paper airplanes lying on the ground floated up one after another with the power he carried.

A large area of off-white is like a flock of migratory birds migrating to distant places, gathering and arranging in unison, pouring into the enchantment.

The outermost Yin soldier is abiding by the spirit of self-discipline and playing with twelve points, paying attention to every minute and every minute and every second around him.

Their surveillance field of view is very large, starting from the place where they are standing, spreading forward without limit, invisibly spreading a large net, covering all the wind and grass in their eyes.

At this moment, the surroundings are calm as if the pause button has been pressed

I don't know when the wind has stopped, and the trees, wildflowers and weeds in the yard don't seem to have touched an inch, what was a few minutes ago, and it is now.

Those who can be selected as Yin soldiers are naturally not ordinary ghosts.

As time passed, some of the Yin soldiers began to faintly notice that something was wrong.

It's just that no matter what happens, they can't leave their posts, so they can only rely on a high degree of concentration and guard everything around them.

Even from beginning to end, none of the ghosts gave orders, but the strong professional instinct also made them unconsciously disperse the ghost energy on their bodies.

For a while, the urgent atmosphere in the yard was about to erupt, not to mention a bird, even an ant without long eyes could be broken into thousands of pieces by them.

That's it! A paper airplane suddenly flew from the side, and the sound of "boom" opened up the competition between friend and foe.

In the midst of the tension, all the Yin soldiers suddenly seemed to be facing a great enemy, and they each neatly raised the chains in their hands!

Just didn't wait for the chains in their hands to fly out together, one after another "Boom! "Wooh!" The sound of mud and water broke the original silence in the courtyard.

More than a dozen paper airplanes rushed from all directions, and the gray smoke at the tail was scattered at the moment when it was out of the control of the plane, like an endless drizzle, falling everywhere.

Smoke immediately rose from the place where it was contaminated by the turbidity, and the flowers and plants suddenly withered, and the stone walls and buildings seemed to be corroded, swallowing up a thin layer of surface.

At the same time, countless chains

Like a black snake, the scene of the same fire is spectacular like a grand meteor.

It's just that this neat and solemn scene didn't last long.

Under the irregular chaos of the paper planes hiding in Tibet, the originally well-trained formation of the Yin soldiers was made a mess by these dozen-stirring sticks that appeared in the sky.

The chains that are intertwined all over the sky look more like a black snake that has been cut out of its nest at the moment, losing its mind and rampage under the rage.

But those paper airplanes are not the first time to work, and under the muddy air, they have given birth to a little incomplete intelligence, as flexible as a swimming fish, not to say that they can be caught.

In this case, the Yin soldiers who have been guarding the place are obviously a little untenable, and if they continue to be so stupid, it will be a matter of time before they are exploited.

Soon, the Yin soldiers defending in the first circle rushed to dispatch, and then in the second circle, the courtyard with a strong fortress on weekdays was like a hornet's nest at the moment, and it was a little ridiculous for a while.

Jiang Futing and Luo Zhiqiu leaned over in another corner, always paying attention to the situation inside, and at the moment after the second circle of Yin soldiers were dispatched, Jiang Futing moved his fingers.

In the next second, the turbidity on the paper airplane suddenly became much stronger.

Jiang Futing patted Luo Zhiqiu's shoulder, "It's up to you." ”

Luo Zhiqiu nodded solemnly, memorized the mantra that Jiang Futing had just taught him, and silently recited it a few times.

He clenched the flagpole in his hand, looked like he was at home, and under the gaze of Jiang Futing, he resolutely set off.

When an unfamiliar aura drove straight in with a sharp momentum, some of the Yin soldiers reacted quickly, this was a deliberate attack, and the wave was just to divert their attention.

At the moment when Luo Zhiqiu rushed to the center of the courtyard, the Yin soldier who was the first to come back to his senses glared at him murderously, and spared no effort to release all his strength.

The black chains accompanied by the improvised swords and guns, all the way through the level, swept through many obstacles, and overwhelmingly crushed him!

Luo Zhiqiu's eyelids jumped fiercely, he had never seen such a big battle, and a large piece of cold hair suddenly stood up on his back.

His heart trembled and trembled, but the instinctive reaction of years of training did not fall, and his hand holding the flag suddenly swept in all directions, and the flag swept through the air at great speed, making a terrible whistling, occasionally accompanied by a sharp popping sound.

At the same time, an obscure mantra came out of his fluttering lips, and the soul banner suddenly rose several feet in his hand as if he had eaten a growth agent.

The banner expands into a curtain that covers the sky, and a single turn intercepts all oncoming attacks.

Luo Zhiqiu gasped for breath with palpitations, his trembling hand touched the treasure as if he was obsessed with money, and then, the other hand holding the flagpole waved vigorously.

The Soul Banner may have not been wild for too long, and when it reappeared after a year, it let out a long, shrill hum, and then a terrible suction, like a bottomless pit of greed, swept the audience in an instant.

Jiang Futing's eyes lit up, holding his breath, paying attention to the situation of the riot inside, and then focusing all his attention on the third circle and the high hand hidden in the corner of the roof.

He stared at the development of events inside and began to count down silently.

When it was counted to ten, the Yin soldiers in the first circle obviously couldn't parry the power of the soul flag, and most of them were captured.

Although Luo Zhiqiu was fortunate enough to see a soul banner when he was alive, he never imagined that this secret treasure would be so powerful, and with a casual wave, the Yin Soldier Brigade that had frightened him just now was so easily pocketed.

He was a little carried away with excitement for a while, and changed from passive defense to active attack.

The appearance of killing all of them is like not being controlled by their parents when they were in the spring, and they had to catch all the butterflies

The bear child who does not leave a piece of armor...... Same!

Jiang Futing looked at his already happy back in a complicated way, not at all worried that Luo Zhiqiu would be torn into slag by these ghosts, but considered whether to tie a leash to him the next time he sent Luo Zhiqiu out of the mission.

When it was counted to five, the Yin soldiers in the second circle were also harassed and complained, and they were still domineering one by one, and now they were all afraid of what Luo Zhiqiu had in his hand.

The Yin soldiers in the third circle also began to be a little untenable, just hesitating whether to help.

The moment Jiang Futing counted to one in his heart, the Yin soldiers in the first circle had been almost captured by the Soul Capture Banner, and the Yin soldiers in the second circle had also suffered a lot, and the Yin soldiers who had been guarding the last line of defense suddenly raised their hands.

Jiang Futing's body moved, and only a sudden hurricane was left where the ghost shadow passed.

Just as the Yin soldiers each took out their signals, a bunch of immobilizers exploded everywhere like fireworks, sticking to their heads before the Yin soldiers could react.

Jiang Futing immediately shouted: "Luo Zhiqiu! ”

Luo Zhiqiu immediately understood, and successfully broke through the encirclement under the scrutiny of the surrounding Yin soldiers, and led the soul banner towards him.

Although it is a human love to be afraid of death, not to mention ghosts who are scattered when they die, there are always people in this world who are not afraid of death and have to be tough.

Just as Luo Zhiqiu was about to arrive, several heroic Yin soldiers followed him like gummy candy that he couldn't shake off.

At the moment when those Yin soldiers were about to swing their knives, Jiang Futing took the first step to capture their movements.

Luo Zhiqiu didn't even understand what was going on, when he saw a sudden change in Jiang Futing's momentum, and he rushed towards him without seeing blood.

His eyes were closed as he landed, and a cold wind rushed past him.

Luo Zhiqiu guessed something slowly, and immediately turned around.

Jiang Futing stood heroically with his sword on the side, and the Yin soldiers behind him were slightly stunned, and they turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Looking at him with some displeasure, Jiang Futing advised: "Concentrate on your work and take the front first." ”

Luo Zhiqiu nodded repeatedly, "Oh oh." ”

Then while the layer of Yin soldiers inside had not yet broken free from the talisman, they all took it all.

Jiang Futing looked at the direction of the Yin soldiers who had just been exterminated by his own hands with pity.

Tut! There are four of them, and they are wasted.

The heavy parcels in the courtyard were disposed of by them at a lightning speed.

Jiang Futing walked to the door, thinking of Luo Zhiqiu's words, he estimated that there should be a defense inside, and instructed: "You are guarding outside, if there is an accident, notify me in time, if you can't beat it, run away, and it is important to protect yourself." ”

Luo Zhiqiu was deeply moved and immersed in his care for the physical and mental health of his employees, and nodded slowly: "If you want me to help, squeak at any time." ”

Jiang Futing glanced at the soul banner that he was holding tightly in his arms and was reluctant to let go for a long time: "This kind of thing is best used as a hole card and put it away first." ”

Luo Zhiqiu chirped and made the soul flag smaller, and stroked the flagpole lovingly, and then reluctantly handed the soul flag out.

"What are you doing for me?" Jiang Futing looked at him inexplicably.

"You didn't say it······ Oh! Luo Zhiqiu said suddenly, put away the feelings, not to let yourself go back, but to let yourself put it away.

He immediately hugged him back into his arms, and smiled heartlessly: "Put it away!" Put it away! I will definitely protect this baby, don't worry! It's here, and I won't survive without it! ”

Jiang Futing didn't say anything more, and used gestures to retreat him into a corner and hide it, then looked at the door in front of him vigilantly, and slowly pushed open a narrow gap.

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