"Fellow Daoist Liusu, I have gained a lot this time, and I cannot do without the strong help from fellow Daoist, so these objects are left to fellow Daoist."

The scroll suddenly fluorescently, and the night tassel slowly transformed into shape, still in that charming posture, but the face was expressionless and there was no joy or anger. She said politely: "I dare not be called a fellow Taoist, so please don't mention it again. As for these objects, I can no longer use them. Thank you for your kindness."

When Su Fu saw her attitude, he knew that the resentment in her heart could not be easily resolved. His purpose was not to resolve his resentment, but to test it. Since such a manifestation, Su Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since that's the case, I will no longer force you, but you and I will be too distant to call you a name, right?"

Su Fu's smile on his face made people look at it, and he felt that it was unspeakable. In particular, he even augmented the voice of the word "master and servant", which made Ye Liusu angry, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Although he was extremely angry, he still had a hint of clear thought: "At this time, the spirit is in his hands, but he has to endure it. He must not use his excuse to get rid of me, if... in the future..."

Thinking of her, she smiled slightly, and felt a fragrance in the room, and her red lips opened slightly: "Since I am a master, I can call you very much, but I can still resist."

The smile resembles someone in his previous life who was a bad smile. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his two slender curved eyebrows also rippled softly. Su Fu was stunned and then woke up. The smile on his face was a little stiff, and gradually disappeared. Something that was inexplicable was rippled like a pool of stagnant water.

"Xiao Su..."

Even though Ye Liusu was mentally prepared, the name also made the blue veins on her forehead pound, and she couldn't help but frown: "Master..."

"This is good, this is good, hehehe!"

Jiuming came over at some point, looking at Ye Liusu with a proud look on his face, smiling with a bad intention.

Ye Liusu glared at him fiercely, her charming eyes were cold and murderous intent. The room temperature dropped sharply several degrees. Jiuming shivered all over and hurriedly hid behind Su Fu.

For a moment, she really regretted not killing Jiuming at the beginning, but when she turned her gaze to Su Fu's face, her murderous intent slowly receded.

Su Fu returned to his original appearance, with a faint light. He could see that his face was extremely handsome, his eyes were far and deep, and he could not see the bottom at one glance. His two sword eyebrows were full of heroic spirit, his cheeks were slightly pale, and his thin lips were pursed, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Su Fu came to his senses and saw Ye Liusu staring at him tightly, he said lightly: "Why do you look at me like this?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Liusu couldn't help asking this, but she regretted it just after asking. Seeing that Su Fu's face gradually became cold, she forced a smile: "Master, I have been arguing."

"It's nothing, I remembered an old friend."

To her surprise, Su Fu answered lightly.

Hearing this, she moved her heart slightly and asked, "Is that old friend Xiao Su?"

“So what?”

Su Fubing said coldly: "Don't think too much, give me a reason to kill you."

Ye Liusu smiled abnormally charmingly, and her figure slowly dissipated, leaving only one sentence: "Master, I will be called Xiao Su from now on, and it belongs only to you... Xiao Su..."

The scroll was automatically closed, and the room was silent. Jiuming turned into a black cat form obediently without saying a word.

Su Fu was like a statue, without any slight movement. He only looked at the scroll. After about two moments, he put away the scroll and pointed at the front of him and told him lightly: "If you keep these objects, they may be useful in the future."

Jiuming did not dare to neglect it and put it in the storage bag. He had a doubt in his heart why Su Fu had never asked him to hand over the storage bag. Without saying anything else, Du Yunzhou was worth ten thousand talismans, but he did not dare to ask, for fear that Su Fu would forget it for a moment.

"I want to enter into meditation and watch for me."

Su Fu said, regardless of the Nine Life, he sank his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness remains unchanged. With a hand, a soul banner appears. Another sweep is made, and the evil spirit master captures Gou Mohu and jumps out.

The Gou Mohu was blurred, and his eyes were clear. He suddenly saw Su Fu standing with the soul-wielding banner, with a cold face. He couldn't help but curse: "Damn junior, don't let me get free. If you have the chance, you will definitely slaughter your family tens of thousands of times. I'll tell you how painful it is."

"Freedom? It's better to worry about your life first!"

Su Fu sneered, turned to the Blood Sea and said coldly: "Old Demon, what are you looking for? Why are you still procrastinating when you want something?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea of ​​blood tumbling and gradually turned into a human form. The demon spirit yawned and said impatiently: "Just wait for goods this time, I dare to use it to fool... Well? Wait, it's the Demon Way of the Forefather Heaven?"

At this time, Gou Mohu looked around. The human figure in the sea of ​​blood made him shudder. The breath made him almost have no desire to resist. In an instant, it became clear that the breath of the same origin means that both practice the formless heaven and demon path, but the other party's cultivation level must be greater than his countless realms.

He had the urge to escape, but was held by the evil spirit and couldn't help but say angrily: "Junior, who are you?"

At the level of Gou Demon Tiger, I still don’t know the origin of the Demon Spirit, but I just instinctively feel terrifying.

Su Fu was too lazy to pay attention to it. Seeing that the demon spirit wanted to steal people, he sneered: "Old Demon, it's not the first time you and me are trading, what are I want?"

The demon spirit couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly when he heard this. Su Fu was so tough today, and he was so weird. No matter how his mind turned, he didn't know that Su Fu was just being provoked today. He just became cautious in front of something strange.

On the surface, his words reveal a deep disdain for Su Fu, but in fact, he has already experienced the power of Su Fu, so how could he underestimate it?

Not to mention anything else, the past twenty years of life and death struggles are not seen by outsiders. How could he, as the initiator, not knowing the dangers?

"Hehe, then you can pick it up."

My thoughts turned around, but my face was not visible at all, and a blood light shone out.

Su Fu Wuwei grabbed the blood light and a trace of information flowed into his heart. He was slightly surprised that the demon spirit had really invested a lot this time.

"Bu Tian" is the magic trick of the Demon Spirit and Su Fu. This magic trick was owned by a major clan several disasters ago and has now been destroyed. The reason for its destruction is also "Bu Tian".

The Dharma is divided into seven levels. When you reach the third level, you can modify the memory of the creatures at will without any trace of modification. The strangeness of it does not contain the soul refining banner, which is called "forbidden art".

When you reach the highest level, you can recast your life with your own strength, and the dead can also be resurrected, which is contrary to the operation of the laws of heaven.

This information is a side note, and is left by a person who has practiced. The specific details need to be verified. As far as Su Fu feels, it is almost impossible to resurrect from the dead.

All living beings in this world have the imprint of the way of heaven. They want to fight against the way of heaven with their own strength, but they are just a fool.

However, the third level can be used to modify the memory of living beings at will. This point is what Su Fu needs, so he gave the order to the evil spirit master.

When Gou Mohu was thrown to the demon spirit, the general still licked his ugly big mouth, as if he was sorry for not being able to eat the other party. His eyes were already shining with red light, and it became more and more prosperous.

The demon spirit took Gou Mohu, but the evil spirit did not escape his eyes. He sneered and thought to himself: "One or two more times, this master will be backfired. Let's see how you deal with it at that time, hehe..."

Su Fu didn't know the idea of ​​the demon spirit, so he took over the evil spirit and knelt on the boat as if no one was around.

Seeing this, the demon spirit focused on Gou Mohu. A trace of blood guais came out, and he only gently tied Gou Mohu, and told him that he had no power to resist. He could only look at the demon spirit with a pleasing face and shouted: "Previous...sen..."

"Hehe, don't call me senior, I'm your ancestor..."

The demon spirit controlled the blood sea to bring Gou Mohu closer, stretched out his bloody hand to touch him carefully, and felt it, and the strange laughed endlessly.

Gou Mohu was already tall and long, and at this time he shrank into a shrimp shape, and was also a big shrimp. He saw him trying hard to make a nod and bow, climbing up the pole, and complaining: "Ancestor, you want to make the decision for me, that junior is too bullying..."

"Hehehe, I will make the decision for you. Let's have fun with Grandpa Demon first, hehehehe..."

As soon as the Demon Spirit finished speaking, the sea of ​​blood tumbling and surging several times, he swallowed the two of them and the sea of ​​blood returned to calm again.

Su Fu slowly opened his eyes and sneered: "It's down to him and wants to please him, but he doesn't know how to live or die."
Chapter completed!