Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Bo Ruchu glanced at the fading flame in his hand, frowned and said, "It's strange, why the client can wake up even though he doesn't have a soul."

"Hee hee, as before, it's someone else's tricks, although the validity period is very short." Fu Ling, who didn't know when she came over, glanced at the image in the glasses: "After all, that person's spirit has reached its limit, if you don't give him some hope , I'm afraid it will really collapse."

"Really?" Bo Ruchu lowered his eyes and put his soul into the bottle, and said lightly, "It's just a floating cloud, even if you are full of hope now, it will be nothing but a bamboo basket in the end."

Fu Ling moved the corners of her mouth, which finally turned into a soft sigh, and said nothing more.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a bell from the door broke the silence in the room.

Bo Ruchu and Fu Ling looked at each other, and walked out of the house side by side.

Unobtrusively, he looked at the young man dressed as a soldier sitting on the wooden chair, his eyes flickered.

After signaling Fuling to bring the tea, Bo Ruchu showed a friendly smile on the young man: "Welcome Guan, may I help you?"

"I..." Pursing the corners of her lips, Shaoyan seemed to have made up her mind, and said with a serious face: "I heard that you can realize any wish, and I'm here to make a deal with you."

"It seems that you will tell me a very good story." Taking a look at the young man's ugly face, Bo Ruchu took the teacup from Fuling's hand, and handed it over: "Drink first, and talk slowly."

The young man nodded his forehead slightly, picked up the tea in front of him and drank it in one gulp, his eyes were empty, and he fell into the meeting.

"I used to be a bodyguard with a knife next to the prince Huachao. When I accompanied the prince on a tour in a micro-clothes, I met an assassin..."

Bo Ruchu listened quietly, without interrupting the other party.

Gradually, the young man seemed to recall some bad memory, his eyes were red with anger, and he spoke angrily about the turning point of his life: "I thought that person approached me without any purpose, but I didn't expect..."

Shaoyan calmed down, and the young man said coldly, "As long as you can let him reap the consequences, I'm willing to pay any price."

After a pause, the boy said in a low voice: "If possible, I hope you can replace me to compensate the person who was implicated by me."

"No problem, as you wish." Bo Ruchu repeated the rules, his eyes unobtrusively paying attention to the boy's expression: "If you are meaningless, I still need one more personal item of yours."

After a moment of silence, the boy nodded and handed over the dagger he had been carrying all along.

"Apart from this, I don't wear anything else on my body. Look, is this okay?"

"Yes~" Bo Ruchu reached out to take the dagger and nodded, "Then, wish us a happy cooperation in advance~"

The boy responded, but before he could react, he felt a chill on the back of his neck and lost consciousness.

Looking at the soul lightly, Bo Ruchu withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Fu Ling: "Let's go."

Fu Ling nodded, turned into a beast shape and lay on Bo Ruchu's shoulders, and disappeared in the same place as a dazzling light dissipated.

Before Bo Ruchu opened his eyes, he felt that there was some vibration around him, and the surrounding air pressure kept pushing towards him, making his chest feel heavy.

Just as he was about to radiate his strength to resist, his eyes suddenly went dark and he fell to the ground.