The rules of survival of the magic stick

"Just snatch the beads back."

He lowered his head to look at the palm of his hand, which had been cleaned up and wrapped neatly and neatly with snow-white gauze.

"Just snatch the beads from Xia Yan, the last step they said."

"Yes, but sleep first."

Gong Yifu stood up and carefully pulled Tang Su up. The latter was obviously still thinking, and he gave a soft "tsk": "Did you hear what that person said? He said that he wanted to meet, and there was something like soul transfer or something." "

Gongyifu put his arms around Tang Su and pushed Tang Su into the clean room while nodding helplessly, his tone was a little helpless: "The soul under the soul-snatching technique is one for refining the soul, and the other is for replenishing the soul. This obviously belongs to the latter." , that is to replenish the soul."

"I don't know who the target is. He said meeting is the last step. The time is at the Summer Banquet. How many people attended the Summer Banquet?" Tang Su was talking to himself rather than asking Gong Yifu. He muttered, remembering that there were a lot of people attending the summer banquet, but he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his head, and he had a flash of inspiration as if his brain had suddenly opened up. He turned around and said to Gongyifu excitedly : "Could it be Tang Yi?!"

"" The latter looked at Tang Su very seriously, raised his eyebrows, and there was a little helplessness in his black eyes. After two seconds of silence in the air, Tang Su still insisted, and continued to talk about his deduction with full enthusiasm. : "Look, Tang Yi knew about this matter before, and even threatened me with this, which means that he also participated in this matter, plus he is Yingmei's fiance"

"You think too much." Gongyifu said to him helplessly. The latter was a little bit hesitant to continue talking, but he stopped him. He asked Tang Su: "What if?" Your brother is really incomplete, what will you do?"

People with incomplete souls can't live long. Seven souls and six souls are indispensable. If Tang Yi really lacks one soul or one soul, then his body will become weaker and weaker like Ying Rumeng until he dies.

Tang Su was taken aback by his question. This question successfully made him stop talking. Tang Su lowered his eyelashes, and only a slight vague emotion flashed in his amber eyes, like a cast on a calm lake. A pebble generally only produced faint ripples, and he curled his fingers slightly, then sighed, and said, "I don't have an elder brother anymore."

Gongyi Fu glanced at him indifferently, with a look of understanding in his eyes, and he said calmly, as if he knew this fact a long time ago: "But you will save him."

"Me." Tang Su really wanted to say that he would not care about this person's life or death, but after only one word, he couldn't say the rest.

He couldn't lie to Gong Yifu, and indeed he wouldn't leave him dead.

Just like when he faced Tang Yi, even if he could kill him, he always stopped at the last moment. Tang Su couldn't make a move, and couldn't raise his sharp sword without hesitation like his brother was so ruthless to him. kill him.

"You're right." Tang Su curled his lips, his tone a little frustrated: "I will save him, I'm very cowardly, it's best if I retreat."

"No, you're not."

The footsteps stopped, and Gongyifu stared down at Tang Su, smoothing the strong sense of frustration between his brows with his fingertips, the young man's long eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly constantly flapping, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and always with An indescribable sorrow and sadness, as if they will all turn into butterflies in the next second, fluttering their wings and flying into the night sky.

His tone was very gentle, his eyes were deep, but Tang Su was all reflected: "You are different from them."

"Oh." Tang Su stopped and found that he was standing next to the bath with Gong Yifu. The hot water in the bath was filled with the hot water that the servants had ordered a long time ago, and there was an indistinct white mist in the air, which was very warm. melts on the tip of a man's nose.

When was he led by this sanctimonious guy into the clean room again? ? ?Also, Gongyifu, why are your hands, hands, hands still on Lao Tzu's waist? ?Let go? ?

Looking up at the man with a righteous face, Tang Su's face was very calm: "So why am I in the clean room with you?"

"Your hand is injured, so it's inconvenient to take a bath alone." The upright Gongyifu is always upright, with a good-looking cheek and an incomparable subwoofer, speaking upright reasons.

If Tang Su didn't know about Gongyifu's urination, he might have believed it.

He already knew what Gongyifu was going to say, so he imitated Gongyifu's tone and retorted confidently: "It's okay, Master Guoshi, I'm not useless, just one hand is still fine, you have worked hard too After a day, I won't bother you."

"It's okay, it's not hard." Gongyifu's face was paralyzed, with a self-sacrificing and righteous look on his face, he raised his eyes and stared at Tang Su closely with his dark eyes, and suddenly approached his face, narrowing his eyes slightly: "I It should."

Tang Su: Brother, I have been knocked out of immunity by you, let's change our trick.

Obviously Tang Su, whose immunity has been knocked out, won't take this kind of thing at all, but thinking about Gongyifu's blushing last time, it seems quite amusing. He doesn't deserve to be called a deadly expert! !

So Tang Su smiled slightly, pushed Gong Yifu away very generously, and began to undress by himself.

While taking it off, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Gongyi Fu provocatively: "Will you wash it for me? National teacher?"

His last ending is really provocative. The only thing you can stare at in the mist is the pair of beautiful amber eyes and the slightly red corners of the eyes. With the clothes off, the youthful white skin complements the slightly shaking long hair. His black hair is like a waterfall, his face is greasy and smooth, and his well-proportioned tall figure and flexible waist are revealed between the distinct tones. Tang Su also has a smile on his eyebrows and looks shocked. hair.

Looking back, Tang Su's expression changed, he looked a little panicked, he was still wearing obscene pants, his bare white feet stepped on the floor, he took a step towards Gongyifu, and Gongyifu followed step.

"National teacher! National teacher! You have a nosebleed!"

Tang Su looked at Gongyifu, who was holding his nose, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Bright red drops of blood kept leaking from Gongyifu's fingertips. For the first time, his expression was a little broken, and he gritted his teeth when he saw the young man's brows and eyes without knowing it. The three colors of red, dark black and white jade were distinct and extremely beautiful, especially on the young man's flexible body. There was an indescribable color.