Qin Mu was stunned, thinking that he didn't have anything to collect souls at hand. After thinking about it, he took out the spirit-binding bag from his arms, opened it slightly, and pointed it at Sikong Wenzheng's soul. At the same time, he pointed with his sword with his right hand.

Draw a rune on the spirit bag.

A huge suction force came from the spirit-binding bag, and Sikong Wenzheng's soul floated towards Qin Mu uncontrollably. Wenxiu was startled at first, and then grabbed one of Sikong Wenzheng's sleeves. For a moment, the two of them

It turned out to be a see-saw pattern.

"You bitch, let me go." Qin Mu saw that Sikong Wenzheng had a tendency to separate his soul, and he spoke indiscriminately. He couldn't help but throw out the only two thunder-calling talismans in his hand, and said twice

Thunder and lightning as thick as a thumb quickly wrapped around Wenxiu.

Wenxiu exclaimed "Ah" and pulled hard at the same time. Sikong Wenzheng's left arm was torn open. This kind of tearing in the soul was no better than the body. The body was only painful, but the soul was weak. That kind of

The feeling of life being withdrawn from the body bit by bit was not pleasant. When Sikong Wenzheng was caught in Qin Mu's hand like a chicken, his face turned green.

Sikong Wenzheng's left arm quickly "grew" out, but his soul looked much more transparent than before, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"You...it's you again! Your master is so good, how could he have a disciple like you?" Sikong Wenzheng glanced at Qin Mu, but in his current state, he couldn't break free from Qin Mu's hands, so he had to jump.

Scolding mother.

An even more surprising thing happened. Na Wenxiu snatched one of Sikong Wenzheng's left arms, and then brought it to the mouth of the purple baby. The baby ate it. In just a moment, the black people around it

The gas became much stronger.

"Wenxiu..." Sikong Wenzheng's face turned pale, but he was already dead, so nothing could be seen from his face, "Why did you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Wenxiu gently stroked the thick legs of the giant purple baby. With her height, she could only reach so far, "Don't you say you love me very much, but you can't even help me with this little thing?"

Sikong Wenzheng was choked for a moment, and then Nuonuo said: "I love you, I...I am willing to do anything for you..." Sikong Wenzheng closed his eyes, and he clearly felt that there was something in him

Things were gradually being glassed, and the moment of weakness made him a little unbearable.

The purple baby finished "eating" Sikong Wenzheng's left arm, licked his lips, screamed, and looked at Sikong Wenzheng greedily.

At this time, Qin Mu discovered that after the purple baby ate Sikong Wenzheng's left arm, his body was covered with a layer of purple armor-like armor, which tightly wrapped all his skin in it, including

With this look on his face, this guy suddenly felt quite sick, but he was no longer afraid of the light of the golden eyes.

This is really a strange phenomenon. There are so many souls condensed by black energy in the sky. This naughty kid won't eat it, but only eats Sikong Wenzheng's? Is it just because of Wenxiu's jealousy? This doesn't make sense.

And is Sikong Wenzheng's soul a tonic? Even eating such a small left arm can make him so arrogant.

"Didn't the little benefactor look at this person's horoscope?" The light of the golden eyes could not help him. The old monk simply stopped his attack and panted slightly. Qin Mu guessed that he was preparing for the next attack.

"I looked at this person's horoscope, and his life was interrupted." Qin Mu confessed honestly.

"Haha, you are the only one who thinks so. This person's life chart is strange. If the crack is interrupted, it is not an exaggeration to be a human king..." The old monk said slowly: "It's a pity..."

Qin Mu understood that Sikong Wenzheng's horoscope was strange. If there were no cracks, he would have done something. If such a horoscope was placed in ancient times, it would have been either an emperor or a prime minister or minister with real power. If it were placed in the business world, it would have been

A leader of a generation and a billionaire.

It's just that his natal chart was interrupted.

"Little donor, do you know that a person's life chart and luck are fixed? They are like this from birth. However, they can be influenced to a certain extent the day after tomorrow, but this influence will not cause much difference..." the old monk said.

Qin Mu nodded in agreement with what the old monk said. Sometimes when he collects a patient's Qi as a consultation fee, he will clearly feel that after collecting a part of it, the other person's Qi will only become thinner rather than disappear completely. In this way

Thin luck will gradually increase in their lives.

But Sikong Wenzheng interrupted him all the time.

"It's good for that little girl to love you." The old monk said to Sikong Wenzheng. At this time, he was being carried upside down by Qin Mu and struggling, but to no avail. Qin Mu was a little confused that this old monk was really following the fashion, so much

Even though you are old, you still love and love. Aren’t those who practice Buddhism abstain from sexual desires?

"It's just that she loves the soul in you more than she loves you." The old monk clasped his hands together, shouted the Buddha's name, and said: "The luck and destiny in you are a great tonic for her."

Qin Mu suddenly realized, no wonder the giant purple baby became so powerful after eating one of Sikong Wenzheng's left arms. But then again, he has become so powerful, how should he deal with it?

"No...impossible..." Sikong Wenzheng looked blank.

"Don't you understand yet? I understand everything." Qin Mu sighed: "That's what Chonghua meant when he planted the impregnable soup on you. He hoped to protect you. In fact, the master thought a lot about it, mainly to save you.

You, your life chart belongs to destiny, but you met an evil person, and your life chart was changed forever."

In fact, Qin Mu was not sure what Chonghua meant. Chonghua might also be interested in this soul and wanted this soul to be his servant, so he spent a lot of money like this.

The old monk is right. If such a soul was placed in ancient times and was positioned as a human king, such luck would be of great help to his cultivation. Even if he himself had no ability, if he became Chonghua's servant,

Chonghua's cultivation path can also be much more open.

But based on Qin Mu's understanding of Chonghua, it is impossible to simply do it for Sikong Wenzheng's soul. Perhaps it is really Chonghua's pity that cannot be contained.

The fact that this interrupted life chart can survive for so long is mostly due to Chonghua. He separated this woman from Sikong Wenzheng. The woman also took action to cut off Sikong Wenzheng because of his luck.

Sikong Wenzheng’s destiny was gone.

The giant purple baby let out an unhappy scream, and Wenxiu quickly comforted him.

There was still a small opening in the spirit bag, and the giant man's voice rang out from the crowd: "That woman, how come that woman is still alive... She is Sikong Wenzheng's wife back then, a weird woman who worshiped the black puppet..."

Qin Mu's head buzzed, back then? Of course he knew what the giant man meant by back then. Sikong Wenzheng, this name, was also the earliest head of the Sikong family! He asked hurriedly: "What is that purple giant baby?"
Chapter completed!