"Master!"

White clothes are peerless and black hair is flying.

The young man in white seemed to walk out of nothingness and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

A faint smile on his face makes people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze.

Neither Shi Hao nor Shi Yi would feel unfamiliar with this face or this smile.

This face has grown up step by step since I was a child.

This smiling face made Shi Yi feel inexplicably at ease every time he traded.

But this time.

Seeing this smiling face that made people feel like spring breeze again, Shi Yi couldn't settle down in his heart.

An ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart.

Because, he heard that his cousin who had an irreconcilable hatred with him was called him the moment the youth appeared.

He called the young man in white and called him Master!

In an instant, Shi Yi felt a shocking net covering him.

While he was trapped by the Internet, he also took a silly step into the deep pit that could not be seen in the bottom of his sight.

"Your shop owner"

Although there were some speculations in his heart, Shi Yi still had a hint of expectation in his heart before the truth was revealed.

What if all this is not a game?

What if that nameless shop that claims to be able to buy anything is real?

if

Is the matter not as pessimistic as he thought?

Even the owner of that store, after he set out for the trading mechanism, he could not refuse to accept his own transaction because of his personal grudges with his apprentice, right?

And as long as you can trade, you will have a chance.

"Haha, guest, we're meeting again!"

Swipe his sleeves to erase the light of the gods that surrounded Shi Yi, and at the same time he took back the power he used to protect Shi Yi's soul. Mu Feng smiled at Shi Yi.

"Shop owner, my soul has been traded to Wuming Xiaoshang, which belongs to Xiaoshang. Even your disciples cannot violate the interests of Xiaoshang!"

This is what Shi Yi cares most about.

As long as the other party cannot destroy his soul, he will still have a chance to turn the tables.

Hearing Shi Yi's words, Mu Feng threw an admiring look at him.

"clever!"

Nodding, Mu Feng agreed with Shi Yi's words.

Hearing this, a relieved smile appeared on Shi Yi's face.

Fortunately, I guessed it right!

In this way, although there is no freedom, at least the last hope is preserved.

However

Is this really the case?

After answering Shi Yi's question, Mu Feng turned his head and saw that there was a hint of disappointment on his apprentice's face.

Although he covered up very well, how could he escape Mu Feng's gaze?

"Advisor, what's wrong? Who is upsetting you?"

He reached out to rub his apprentice's hair, and Mu Feng asked clearly.

"No, but it depends on the master!"

Everything you have to do is given by your master.

Now, if the master is not allowing him to kill Shi Yi, he will naturally not complain.

However, I always feel a faint feeling of loss in my heart.

Looking at Xiao Budian's forced smile, Mu Feng shook his head in a funny way.

"Advisor, do you think Master is the kind of unreliable person?"

As he said that, in the puzzled eyes, Mu Feng reached out to grab Shi Yi's soul behind him.

Before Shi Yi could react, Mu Feng was caught in his hands like a dead dog.

"Hehe! The rules of this store are naturally not allowed to be destroyed by outsiders.

Even my apprentice cannot break my rules.

But you don't seem to understand a little.

I opened this store!

I made this rule!

When I abide by the reasons, they are rules.

I have the right to tear the script at any time when I don’t want to abide by it!”

Looking at Shi Yi who wanted to struggle in his hands, Mu Feng looked cold and his smile restrained.

"Do you think your so-called trading mechanism can control my decision?

Do you think your self-righteous trick can keep me from being stubborn?

Do you think your little trick can leave you hope to turn the tables?

When I want to maintain my rules, all heavens and all worlds must abide by them.

When I want to tear off the script, no one can stop these heavens and all worlds!"

Listening to Mu Feng's words sounded in his ears like a demon's declaration, Shi Yi felt despair in his heart.

He knew he was self-righteous.

He thought that some rules were necessary for everyone to abide by, but his vision was too low in the end, but he didn't know that some people, their existence, were inherently out of the rules.

When they are willing to obey yes, that is the rule, and they don't want it, the so-called rules are just a joke.

And he actually looked at using the rules set by the person in front of him to restrain the behavior of the person in front of him.

This is definitely the funniest joke he has left since he was born.

However, at this moment, Shi Yi found that he, who should have regretted him, did not have a trace of regret in his heart.

I should have been angry, but I can't get angry no matter what.

He was caught in his hand by Mu Feng.

Neither sad nor happy, it is like a passerby, watching someone’s experience.

It seemed like the poor man who was played with and applauded and finally even his soul was traded as a bargaining chip, which was not his at all.

"this"

Shi Yi wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know where to speak.

In his heart, there were so many mixed feelings, but it seemed that all the feelings could not be expressed.

At this moment, Shi Yi found himself like a mute.

I want to cry, but I can't speak, and all the pain cannot be expressed.

I want to cry but I can’t feel the existence of sadness. All the pain can only be swallowed in my heart.

Starting from setting foot in the nameless shop, I begin to sink step by step.

He traded his lifespan, his emotions, and finally, his soul was lost.

Regret, anger, sadness, joy.

From the moment he chose to trade, all this emotion had nothing to do with him.

All that is left is huge pain and endless torture, and will be with him in the endless years to come.

"Advisor, this guy even sold his soul to us. From now on, he will be ours.

You can do whatever you want, he doesn’t have the slightest qualification to resist or violate it.”

As he said that, Mu Feng still showed off his soul, Shi Yi, who was caught in his hand.

At this moment, watching Mu Feng grabbing his hands, even his emotions were almost deprived of. The endless years ahead will be spent in endless pain and torture.

Suddenly, Xiaobudian felt that he didn't hate him so much.

The pain of digging bones and the deep hatred of blood seem to be less important at this moment.
To be continued...