Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

Tian Mo tried to change the subject but failed, and said with a curled lip: "Just kill me."

Zhou Xingchen frowned and asked, "Where's Xie Cang?"

“Hahaha, where did Xie Cang come from? Didn’t I tell you that Xie Cang died in the fire in the Tianjing Palace? A wandering soul, that is, me, took over Xie Cang’s body and came back to the world.” The demon laughed sarcastically and said, “Stop having those meaningless fantasies.”

Zhou Xingchen clenched his fists with anger in his eyes. He didn't want to believe it and couldn't help but have a hint of murderous intent in his heart. If Xie Cang really couldn't come back, this demon must die!

Zhou Xing had an indifferent expression on his face. He pinched Tian Mo's jaw and said coldly, "If you answer the question I just asked you honestly, it might make your death easier."

His mood was visibly bad. From the moment he heard Tianmo's words, an indescribable anger rose in his heart, which he suppressed so that it did not erupt completely.

"Kill me? Can you bear with that?" The demon showed a frivolous look on his face, which looked quite mean and made people want to hit him.

Zhou Xing sneered, "I don't know if he is willing to do it, but I don't need to be willing. From the beginning, I planned to kill him."

The demon fell silent.

Zhou Xing moved his fingers, and the rope of causality tightened a little. Tianmo's expression froze for a moment. He clenched his teeth and let out a few muffled groans. It seemed that he was not feeling very well.

"Since you are not Munashe, you know that these are not important to you, right?" The demon laughed sarcastically, "Oh, no, even if Munashe was here in person, I'm afraid he wouldn't care, right?"

"You hate him." Zhou Xingchen said.

The demon fell silent.

Zhou Xingchen paid attention to Tianmo's every expression and movement, and found that there was no similarity between him and Xie Cang in the past. If they were the same person, they would at least have some similar habits.

He pursed his lips and had other guesses in his mind.

Perhaps I could use provocation to get him to reveal himself.

"Are you in Henmu's house or the guy named Yao?" Zhou Xingchen only heard a few short sentences of their previous conversation and was able to roughly find out who was the protagonist of the story.

"Yao won't hate him." Tian Mo gnashed his teeth and said, "If it weren't for Mu Nashe, how could Yao abandon us?"

"We, you also mentioned kindness and obsession? Do they also have separate humanoid forms like you?"

“Yes.” The demon seemed to have given up struggling and sneered, “It’s just that they are not as powerful as me. They will die miserably in every life.”

Zhou Xingchen suddenly had an idea and connected many details together. His expression did not change, but his tone became more serious. "So, Xie Cang is also one of the reincarnations, right?"

Tian Mo was not surprised by his guess. He raised his eyebrows maliciously and asked, "Which Xie Cang are you talking about? The one who died in the fire, or the Xie Cang who occupied this body?"

Zhou Xingchen's heart skipped a beat. He grasped the key point in his words and said tremblingly, "The one occupying the body is also Xie Cang?"

Tianmo looked at him with endless mockery in his eyes, as if he was mocking Zhou Xingchen and the owner of this body.

"Didn't I tell you that in addition to these three souls, he also has seven spirits scattered between heaven and earth?"

"When Xie Cang reincarnated, one of his spirits happened to be in the Yellow Springs River. It sensed the breath of his soul and reincarnated with him, but failed to merge with the soul and became a wandering soul. When Xie Cang died, the soul and spirit successfully merged together, but the spirit's memory took over, so this idiot thought he was a wandering soul occupying Xie Cang's body."

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhou Xingchen clenched his hands and tried to calm his fluctuating emotions. Since there were three souls, Xie Cang was one and Tianmo was another, they could not be the same person, so Xie Cang was still there.

"So you are not him." Zhou Xingchen pulled a creepy smile from the corner of his mouth. He held the spirit sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was against Tianmo's throat. "Give him back to me."

The demon lowered his eyes and looked at the sword, sneering: "Why? We are supposed to be one. He is me and I am him. There is no difference between us."

"Why not?" Zhou Xing finally spoke. He looked at Tianmo and said word by word, "The three souls should not be able to merge into one, right?"

The smile on Tianmo's face disappeared instantly.

"Bang." Zhou Xing raised his hand and slashed out a black wall of swords, which pierced through the ghost-faced vine that was ready to move not far away and directly cut off its roots.

This simple move was his way of threatening the demon.

Tianmo: “…” He turned his head to look at the mountain wall that had been split into an unfathomable crack, and swallowed.

Zhou Xing's threat was in place, and he continued, "It's the same question as before. Why did Yao want to tear his soul apart?"

"Why? Because he wants to enter the Eternal Realm." The demon said with a wry smile, "In the Eternal Realm, no matter if it is a god, a human, or even a spirit, monster, or anything else, no one can get close to the Eternal Realm, let alone enter it."

After his three souls and seven spirits were cut off, Yao no longer belonged to all living things, and he could not even be found in the entire heaven and earth.

All this is done just to enter the eternal realm, just to see Manasa.

Tianmo did not realize that his voice was trembling. Tears of blood slid down his cheeks and fell on his lapels. Whenever he thought of that scene, his body would feel pain, dense and everywhere, as if it was stirring inside his body.

It hurts so much.

"You don't hate Munashe, but Yao." Zhou Xing calmly dissected Tianmo's heart word by word, "You hate Yao, who abandoned you and made you suffer for eternity."

"Tell me, what will happen to the three souls if the seven spirits are scattered?" This is the question that Zhou Xing cares about most.

The demon whispered, "It's better to die than to live."

Zhou Xing kept holding his wrist until his fingertips turned white. No matter how calm he was, his heart was filled with turmoil.

Countless speculations came to my mind all at once.

The ferryman who gathers souls for others, the tyrant and the young general in history, Zhou Xingchen and Xie Cang in this world...

It's obvious, isn't it?

Zhou Xing touched the ring on her ring finger. She didn’t know when the question mark in the ring introduction had turned into specific words.

【shine】

[S-level]

[Function: A star stone from outer space that can collect all energy substances.]

Isn’t the soul a kind of energy substance?

The petals brought out from the courtyard in the valley were also absorbed by the ring, which might contain the power of Yao.

The person in front of me now, Xie Cang, not only has a soul, but also a spirit. Can I collect these energies by killing him?

The murderous intent in Zhou Xing's heart grew stronger, and even Zhou Xingchen and Tianmo felt it.

The demon shouted in panic: "You are not really going to kill me? No!"

He struggled hard and shouted, "I am most afraid of death."

Zhou Xing paused, loosened his grip on the knife handle, looked at him with trembling eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "What did you just say?"

The demon was furious and felt humiliated. His ears turned red and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "I am afraid of death, so what? You don't allow me to be afraid of death!"

Zhou Xing put away the knife, having already determined the answer that was about to come out.

Compared to Xie Cang, Tianmo is more like Xie Fei.

"You really are..." You're killing me.

Zhou Xing sighed helplessly, and the words he murmured seemed to carry a hint of doting.

He half-knelt down, and even his expression was not as cold as before, which made Tianmo a little terrified.

"Come out of Xie Cang's body. I won't do anything to you, let alone take your life."

Tian Mo was skeptical: "Really?"

Zhou Xing nodded: "Yes, really."