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In a dusty courtyard, a young man sat on an old chair, closed his eyes, and the old god was there! Although the man has an ordinary face, he has slender eyelashes that make the woman ashamed, and a slightly thin body, like a scholar!

But he sat there quietly like this, which gave people a strong pressure.

Right now, a middle-aged man, pale, anxious, cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, obviously there was something important to be clarified, but he didn't dare to disturb the man's fake sleep, but chose to stand quietly behind the man and wait silently!

The weather in October has cooled slightly, and an old tree in the courtyard has fallen leaves!

At this time, the man opened his eyes in vain, and the fallen leaves near him suddenly burst into flames, like fireworks! The momentum on the man's body suddenly changed, and he was no longer a weak scholar, but like a battle-hardened general!

"Say..."The man cherished words like gold, and spit out the words indifferently!

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth trembled, "Less... Young master, he... He Ting's soul fire has been extinguished! ”

"What about He Hao?" The man's face was expressionless, as if He Ting's death was insignificant in his eyes!

"Young Master Hao, I don't know if I live or die!" The man's indifferent voice put too much pressure on the middle-aged man, so big that his pores were terrifying, and after many years of getting along, he already knew that Du Ming was that the calmer the man was, the more terrifying and terrifying he was.

"Young master, look, do you need to..."

"Let him die..."The man closed his eyes again, and secretly sneered in his heart, "Luodu? In the land of projectiles, there can actually be an existence that kills He Ting, is it a soul envoy? Or a soul master? Well, that damn woman happened to be over there, and I should have taken a look. ”

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"Miss, I'm afraid He Hao is in danger, isn't it?" In a medium-sized community not far from the Harbor Villa in the Eastern District, Wang Yun asked the young woman in a deep voice.

The woman's face was thin and angry, and she said coldly: "Let him not provoke Xia Mi, still don't listen to persuasion, let him die..."

"But, Elder Luo's side? Now the situation in the pavilion is not optimistic, if Elder Luo learns that we are in Luodu, we will not save us when we see death, and see his beloved disciple die unexpectedly, he will definitely turn against him like that side..."Wang Yun was a little anxious.

The woman raised her eyebrows and spoke after a long time, "As long as I get the dzi, my father's injuries will improve, and those clowns who jump off the beam will naturally not be able to jump!" ”

"Miss, it's naturally a good thing that the pavilion master's injuries can heal, in case..."Wang Yun didn't dare to continue to explain, because the woman's icy face was enough for him to keep his mouth shut. He sighed in his heart, whether the dzi can cure the natural calamity is just a classical record, no one has tried it, and the result is also unknown.

But the woman is like this, he can't persuade anything, He Hao's heart is not very much like him, life and death are fate!

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In the villa, He Hao curled up in a ball, it was not that he didn't want to escape, but he was seriously injured, and he was simply powerless! He pleaded over and over again, trying to awaken He Xiu's weakness and make him take care of his brotherhood, but to no avail.

He Hao's eyes were mixed with resentment, and he regretted it in his heart, he did not calculate that He Xiu could still give He Ting a fatal blow. It was as if he was climbing a peak, and he was about to climb to the top of the mountain, only to find that someone had pushed down a boulder at the peak, completely cutting off his back path and making his heart sink to the bottom!

"He Xiu, if you really kill me, do you know the consequences?" He Hao is completely in a broken jar, since playing the emotional card has no effect, now he can only change the way, all roads lead to Rome, and he is not limited to one pattern!

"I know you're from Tianji Pavilion, but do you know who I am? Haha..."He Xiu laughed miserably, for a moment, he even thought about giving He Hao a way to live, after all, the two of them were compatriots, and he couldn't bear it.

Xia Mi looked at the two thoughtfully, secretly gave Wei Ting a look, and asked her to leave with Lin Youde first. And the latter was just worried about Lin Youde's injury, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and resolutely carried Lin Youde out of the villa.

It's not that Xia Mi cares about Wei Ting, but in his opinion, the less she knows, the safer she is. Xia Mi came to Luodu alone, without relatives or friends, he didn't know anything about his past, but he cherished the present, cherished everyone around him, even if Wei Ting was just one of his right-hand men, he also cherished feathers.

"What do you mean?" He Hao was stunned, looked at He Xiu blankly, and was shocked.

"A dead man doesn't have to know too much!" He Xiu glanced at Xia Mi, with a thoughtful look in his eyes!

He no longer talked nonsense, and under He Hao's lack of resistance, his five fingers were put together, like a sharp knife stabbed into He Hao's chest, and under He Hao's round eyes and angry glare, he pulled it out blatantly!

Xia Mi frowned, a little disgusted by He Xiu's cruelty, killing people is not enough, why make it so bloody?

He Xiu obviously also saw Xia Mi's impatience, and he calmly explained: "There are some things, you still don't understand, only by piercing the heart can his soul wish be cut off, with his current resentment, if he sends a soul wish, it must not be weak, I don't want to add too much trouble to myself!" ”

Xia Mi was shocked, it was the first time he had heard such strange remarks, according to An Zechen's original meaning, a person's soul is immortal after death, and only by issuing a soul wish with a strong wish can the soul envoy be driven to be an errand for him! And today, not only did Xia Mi know that in addition to the soul envoy, there were actually soul disciples, and moreover, the soul disciples seemed to be of a lower level.

So, is there anything more advanced? For example, a soul master?

The soul suppressor seems to have a hierarchy, so the soul disciple should also have it, Xia Mi nodded noncommittally, thinking in his heart.

"You provided evidence that He Hao plotted to kill me, and when I killed him, I also helped you get rid of an enemy, and we don't owe each other. However, you saved my life today, so I owe you a life, but I can't give it to you now, I still have things to do! "He Xiu is solemn, Zhengsedao!

Xia Mi waved his hand and shook his head, he didn't think about what He Xiu needed to do, he was not a soul suppressor, as long as the soul disciples didn't endanger him, he didn't bother to care!

"If my guess is correct, the person who rescued you at the abandoned construction site should be the old man who attacked the police that night, right?"

"You just have to answer me a few questions, and we will not see each other." Xia Mi thought about it and added.

He Xiu hesitated, sighed for a long time, and said, "Yes! ”

"Who are they?"

"I can't give you too many answers, but I can tell you that they have no ill will towards you for the time being!"

Temporarily? And what about after that?

Seeing He Hao drifting away, Xia Mi asked urgently, "What are their names?" ”

"Black is constant, no white!"

He Xiu's illusory and empty voice came from outside the villa, resounding in Xia Mi's ears, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Black and white impermanence? Black is often not white? ”