Yang Liu held back her thoughts and wanted to kill Xu Taiping with one blow.
Don't give Xu Taiping any chance.
The idea is right.
When martial arts cultivators face off against Confucianism cultivators, they must fight quickly and make full use of the destructive power of true energy to exploit their strengths and avoid weaknesses.
If you are dragged into the endless pull by Confucianism cultivators, you will be very passive.
Because Confucian cultivators have various magical powers, they always have magical powers to deal with the current battle situation, and they are best at tug-of-war.
Especially Confucian cultivators who can fly are even more difficult to deal with.
Therefore, Yangliu showed weakness while attacking the confinement.
Crying until the pear blossoms are covered with rain.
Two lines of clear tears rolled down his smooth cheeks.
Be as lovable as you can be.
Xu Taiping landed.
Close to Willow.
He stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on Yang Liu's face, and sighed: "Young lady, how can you be a thief?"
Yang Liu cursed inwardly.
But she cried and said: "The little girl was adopted by people from the Tianxia Gang since she was a child. She couldn't help it. Please ask Mr. Xu to take pity on the little girl and save her from the fire and water..."
"Are you really willing to leave the Tianxia Gang?"
"willing!"
"good!"
Xu Taiping shouted "Okay".
A flick of the wrist.
A piece of old and yellowed rice paper appeared in the palm, with dense small characters written on it, and seven or eight large and small seals. The seals in red and white were covered all over the paper.
Yang Liu glanced at it and his expression changed slightly.
This is...a soul contract.
It is not a deed of sale in the secular sense used in the government to buy and sell slaves.
It is a contract of betrayal developed by Taoists.
Once signed.
Body and soul will be sold to the contract holder.
He will regard the contract holder as the master and completely become the slave of the contract holder.
And during the validity period of the contract, you cannot disobey the master's orders.
Life and death all depend on the master's thoughts.
After signing this thing, there is no freedom at all. You are just a puppet who can only obey the orders of your master.
Terminate the contract?
Can.
Three ways.
One, the owner voluntarily gives up.
Second, someone with great supernatural powers can forcefully crack it.
Third, the slave's own cultivation level is much higher than that of the master.
There is no other way.
so.
Yangliu was instantly terrified.
How could Xu Taiping have such a thing in his hand?
Doesn’t it mean that there are very few in existence?
Doesn’t it mean that ordinary people can’t get this kind of contract?
This black-hearted little catcher really has a lot of history.
no!
You can't sign this kind of contract even if you die.
Xu Taiping smiled and said: "Girl, judging from your face, you know this thing, right?"
Yang Liu's face was livid and he didn't say a word. He just tried his best to use his true energy to attack the prison.
So close.
The moment he breaks through the confinement, he takes action with all his strength, and he can kill this insidious and vicious little catcher in front of him with one palm!
Xu Taiping seemed unaware and still smiled: "But don't be afraid. The term above is only ten years. After ten years, the contract will be automatically terminated and you will be free. How about it?"
Yang Liu was slightly startled.
ten years?
Aren’t they all tenured?
A quick glance.
It’s really ten years.
Ten years is not too long.
wrong!
Not even a year.
As the proud disciple of Shadowless Sword Zhou Yuanfei, how can he be someone else's slave?
And, ten years from now, will I still be me?
I'm afraid he has been tortured beyond recognition.
But Xu Taiping smiled and said: "I can guarantee that you will not be required to serve tea and water, make the bed and fold quilts for me, and you will not be required to give birth to children for me, or even follow you all the time."
Yang Liu suddenly raised his head.
Can it still be like this?
You mean, you don’t care about my beauty?
So what does he want to do?
etc.
No matter what he wants to do.
With two more breaths, he can break through the confinement and send this black-hearted little detective to the west.
I secretly hate it.
But he deliberately showed doubts: "Xu, Mr. Xu, what do you want me to do?"
Xu Taiping still smiled and said one word: "Three."
Yang Liu was stunned.
"two."
Yang Liu suddenly realized what he was doing, and in a panic, he mobilized all his energy to attack the loosened confinement like crazy.
"one!"
Xu Taiping finished counting down.
Raise your hand.
Draw the ground as a prison.
Another light blue halo appeared under the hood.
When the previous "drawing ground as a prison" was about to collapse, the willows were imprisoned again.
When Yangliu was about to escape, he was imprisoned again.
Hopes were dashed instantly.
The heart is as gray as death.
No more resistance.
It turned out that my struggles, my emptiness and my own surrender were all under Xu Taiping’s gaze.
I thought I was smart in vain.
In the end, I realized that every move was planned by the little catcher Xu Taiping.
My talents, my apprenticeship, and my looks are so insignificant in front of Xu Taiping, a little catcher.
Now, even freedom is gone.
A contract of sale.
hehe.
Xu Taiping restrained the woman in front of him again before he really got closer and said with a smile: "Girl, let's talk.
"Otherwise, I can only do it for you, grab your hand, sign it, and press your fingerprint to sign a lifelong contract of sale.
"I think you don't want me to do it for you.
"What do you think?"
Yang Liu closed her eyes.
Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down.
These are real tears of despair.
There is no difference between a ten-year contract and a lifetime contract or a one-day contract.
As long as you sign it, it will be a stain that cannot be washed away for life.
But...I have no choice.
Yang Liu felt sad and shed tears like rain.
Half a quarter of an hour ago, she was one of the worshipers of the Tianxia Gang in Jianyang City, the proud disciple of the Shadowless Sword Zhou Yuanfei, and a rising martial arts genius.
But now, he has become a slave to the county-level headhunters.
The more contrast, the more sad Yangliu becomes.
Xu Taiping saw this.
Put away your smile.
He shouted coldly: "Shut up!"
Yang Liu stopped crying instantly, but couldn't help sobbing.
Xu Taiping handed over the contract: "Sign it!"
The pen, ink, and ink are all ready-made and can be stored in the Xumi ring for immediate use. They are not even afraid of drying out and spilling, which is extremely convenient.
Yang Liu numbly signed and stamped his name, leaving his fingerprints.
The next second.
Xu Taiping knows everything in the world.
Bamboo Book shines again.
The light blue light shines on the sea of consciousness and lasts for several breaths before slowly recovering.
There are no other changes.
Only a small figure appeared outside the bamboo book.
Just like animated characters in games.
It's small, very cute, and vivid, even the face is lifelike. The face is the same as the woman who just made the contract, she is just a small willow.
What is the principle?
Bamboo book signed that contract on behalf of my soul?
Trumpet Willow is part of Willow’s soul?
Or... the switch that controls the willow?
This bamboo book is so awesome!
I can do any job!
Can!
Xu Taiping stared at Xiao Yangliu who was squatting next to the bamboo book and weeping secretly. He couldn't help but urge his spiritual consciousness to reach over and click on Xiao Yangliu's head.
Trumpet Willow looked up instantly.
Big Yangliu also raised his head suddenly and looked at Xu Taiping in shock: "You, you..."
Xu Taiping used his spiritual consciousness to pass on a sentence: "Call Master."
Yang Liu instinctively resisted.
But as soon as the thought came up, she felt a pressure that could destroy the world. The huge pressure gave her a suffocating fear. She hurriedly gave in and squeezed out two words from her mouth: "Master."
"Rub your shoulders."
"Yes, Master," Yang Liu gritted his teeth, forced out a smile, moved behind Xu Taiping, stretched out his hands and put them on Xu Taiping's shoulders, and kneaded them gently.
Xu Taiping breathed a sigh of relief.
Comfortable.
From now on, we will also have maids.
This maid is also a beautiful girl with excellent martial arts skills and superb swordsmanship.
hey-hey.
It's fate.
Who would have thought that the humble old Taoist priest Sun Jingzhen would have a rare soul contract in his hands?
Who would have thought that Yang Liu, whose strength reached the second-rate level, would be singled out and controlled by a low-level little catcher like me?
With this trump card in hand, the road ahead will be much easier.
Even if you don't do anything and let this little maid take care of you, you can live a prosperous life.
Now, let’s solve the case first.
Let’s get rid of Wang Zengfu’s huge problem first.
