Urban Young Fairy

"What do you want to do?"

Tong Ziyan looked at the man in front of her, she could not feel the threat of a little bit of threat from him.

It seems that this person is not malicious at all, but the kind of plainness in every sentence he says is hidden with emotions that can not be ignored by Tong Ziyan.

Just like where it is, there is a hidden knife invisible.

"My purpose is to come to you."

Liang Qiusheng faintly opened, then he snapped a finger.

When the ring is down.

Tong Ziyan suddenly found a position not far away, and a black cat.

The dark-haired cat, skipping the guardrail, walked silently to Liang Qiusheng's side, then jumped up and sat on his shoulder.

"This cat, do you have an impression?"

Liang Qiusheng teased the black cat, but the black cat did not catch him at all, and even his eyes did not even plan for him.

The black cat is always looking at the child's purple eyes standing in front of the eyes, inside the cat's pupil, reflecting the face of the child's purple eyes.

It sits quietly and does not make a flattering roar like other cats.

"The cat you used to put in my body?"

Tong Ziyan instinctively took a step back, and that period of time was an unspeakable experience for her.

Consciousness remains in the body, but the brain's way of thinking is not subject to consciousness. Even every day, she is like a spectator, watching others control her body and carrying out her life.

"Let's relax."

Liang Qiusheng saw this scene and licked the cat's hair.

"Black cats are a symbol of our witches, and they exist like the totems of some other tribes of the ancient times."

Liang Qiusheng faintly said: "And this black cat, not an ordinary cat, you can understand them as a guardian of spiritual search."

"The guardian of the search for spirit?"

Tong Ziyan’s face is inexplicable, and these things are too far for her.

And this kind of thing, how to listen is very mysterious.

"Well, all the black cats are looking for the spirit of the witch **** who is scattered all over the world."

Liang Qiusheng nodded his head: "We have a sorcerer's vein. Since ancient times, the witch goddess has truly existed with the immortals."

"She can't be wiped out, she won't die, she will live forever."

"Before this, you should have met her."

Liang Qiusheng said this, looking at Tong Ziyan, no more words, but quietly waiting for her response.

"As you say, the witch **** has lived forever, so powerful, but what does it have to do with me?"

Tong Ziyan shook his head: "I only want to live a simple life, and I don't want to be involved in unnecessary things."

"This is not an unnecessary thing."

Liang Qiusheng is not angry with the words: "The existence of the era of the gods is a means for us to find the goddess of witch."

"I said that the Witch Goddess has survived forever. It is just a saying. Because of some inexpressible reason, the Witch Goddess fell into a deep sleep, and her spirit entered the reincarnation and existed on different people."

"Most of the signing actresses in the era of the gods have this kind of spiritual fragments. These black cats are the watchmen of the witch goddess, and they will wait for the spiritual awakening and fusion."

"In other words, you are part of the Witch Goddess."

Having said that, Liang Qiusheng looked at the fire wall in the sky: "See the kid?"

"Haizhou Lin master, the year is only twenty fingers of the metaphysical master, the strong, the defeat of the peak of the enchanting."

"This kind of talent is extremely rare. It is a good guy."

Tong Ziyan followed his line of sight and looked at Lin Yi in the sky.

The figure of the boy behind the fire wall was hidden, and the intense fire even replaced the sun's rays.

"With this existence, in front of the Witch God, it is not worth mentioning."

Liang Qiusheng said here, sneer a smile: "In addition, remember the things I just told you."

“Hands, high temperature laser beams, and launch pads.”

"These things can make this Haizhou Lin master disappear into the world in less than a second. I promise that you can't even see his little bit of slag."

Liang Qiusheng said that he still has a briefcase in his hand.

Tong Ziyan suddenly became silent.

"So what do you want me to do."

Tong Ziyan looked at him and took a deep breath: "Is it necessary to take my life?"

"If that's the case, let's do it."

Tong Ziyan has a firm tone and does not have much hesitation.

"Is it so precious that you gave it?"

Liang Qiusheng looked at her strangely: "Is this master of Haizhou Lin?"

"This is what I owe him. Moreover, sometimes I feel that living does not mean much."

Tong Ziyan's tone is very dull. In the face of life and death, he is more calm: "I don't have much use in my own hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I can't help others to do anything, except to occasionally attend charity dinners to help raise donations. In addition to what I can do, there is no point in meaning for the world."

"So you want my life, take it, then let him go."

"Also, don't let him know."

Tong Ziyan did not have a little bit of muddy water, and his eyes were particularly determined.

"I am afraid that he knows that he is afraid that he will come to our vultures for revenge, and then we will be destroyed by our witches?" Liang Qiusheng smiled.

He clap his hands: "Your choice makes me feel surprised and I really admire."

"But you may want to pick up one thing."

Having said that, Liang Qiusheng looked at Tong Ziyan: "First, I don't want your life."

"Second, I only need you to sign this contract and then go with me to a place."

"Trust me, not long after, this world will change greatly. The gods who have died for a long time will return from ancient times."

"You will see the truth of the world."

"Of course, the premise is that you can live until that time."

"And as you said, you don't have much power right now, just like you want to protect the little one hanging on the sky now."

"Even if I tell you that he is in danger, you have no ability to protect him."

"And this contract will bring you a new life."

Liang Qiusheng handed a pen to the past and looked at Tong Ziyan.

This time, Tong Ziyan didn't even think about it. He took the pen and signed her name on it.

"Okay, now, I need you to re-admit it."

Liang Qiusheng smiled.

The black cat on his shoulder looked at the child's purple eyes, snorted silently, sitting on the shoulders of Tong Ziyan.

The cat's pupil looked at her, inside the erect, a woman with eight arms, standing between the dark world.