Nightmare Apostle

"The risk of working for you is too high. One ghost mission is worth three ordinary missions. I still want to live for a while." For people like Mo Dada, there is no use in pretending. Whatever you say is the solution.

"High risk, high reward, you should understand this truth. Your Director Nalan is not as generous as me." Mo Daidai said regretfully: "Yang Xiao, you don't need to make a decision so early. I am very patient with you. You are a A very outstanding talent, capable, patient, resourceful, honest and moral to friends, and capable of using dark skills when it's time to make a move. I very much look forward to you joining us. As for the conditions, you can raise whatever you want, as long as the price is reasonable. ”

"I will consider it seriously." Yang Xiao finally replied.

After hanging up the phone, the car did not go back to the office building. Instead, according to Yang Xiao's request, he went directly back to his rented apartment and returned to his room. The first thing Yang Xiao did was to lock the door, put on his opera robe, and take out the key. Look carefully.

The key was bronze in color, and it was an old-fashioned vertical key that was only used in old door locks a long time ago. The key was cold when it came into hand, and it also had an indescribable greasy feeling. Yang Xiao had no choice but to pull the cuffs and wrap them with the sleeves of his opera robe. Keep the key.

After looking at it carefully, Yang Xiao decided to seal the thing first, and when the time is right, sell it to a hotel, or exchange it for something he needs. This thing is very useless to him now.

For Yang Xiao, the opera robe is not just a simple prop, but also a high-end treasure appraiser. It will guide Yang Xiao invisibly and collect some powerful treasures that are truly suitable for him, such as The human bone stick and the ghost whisk, these two treasures cannot escape the influence of the opera robe after being swallowed. As for ordinary goods, the opera robe does not even look at it.

Ordinary apostles can only control one Resentful Eye, and the more powerful ones can only control two, and he now has as many as five. He has roughly calculated that based on the number of paper money on Ming Yi, the limit he can control is not high. It will be less than 30.

The most important thing he has to do now is to continuously improve his mental strength. His future is limitless, and his future self will be terrifyingly strong.

It was impossible to work part-time. Once he found the original owner of the opera robe, he, Yang Xiao, would no longer be controlled by others.

Of course, these are just thoughts for the time being. Now he still needs to rely on his good sister. Yang Xiao took out the soul-capturing mirror, entered the mirror world, and stored the key in the silver box. This thing has become his trophy.

After coming out, he folded the opera robe neatly and put it away carefully, and then went to wash up. After working for so long, Yang Xiao was tired, so he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

It was rare to have a peaceful sleep. As soon as it was dawn, he set the alarm clock in advance and went to the Patrol Office after breakfast. It was fake to go to work, but it was true to find out the news. After all, the vice president of the Apostolic Federation is not a small person. , Nalan Shuo's sense of smell was very keen, and he was worried that suspicion would come to him.

But after sitting all morning, he didn't hear anything. After lunch, Yang Xiao returned to the office. He planned to ask Zhu Yina to train in the afternoon, but suddenly he received a message from Mo Dadai. The message was very simple, with only seven words. : Tong Han is awake and wants to see you.

Half an hour later, Yang Xiao got into a taxi at the designated location. The taxi turned left and right and entered a small alley. In a relatively clean courtyard, Yang Xiao saw Tong Han basking in the sun.

Tong Han's body was visibly weak. She was lying on a rocking chair with a quilt covering her abdomen, and her face was extremely pale.

"You're finally awake!" Yang Xiao walked up quickly and squatted beside her. Although Tong Han's eyes were dim at this moment, they were able to focus.

Tong Han nodded and forced out a difficult smile, "Thanks to you, otherwise all of us...:...all of us would have died there."

"We should thank you." Yang Xiao held Tong Han's hand. Her hand was still cold. "How do you feel now?"

After saying this, Tong Han fell silent. When she looked at Yang Xiao, her expression turned strange. After a while, she slowly spoke: "I...I had a long dream, dreaming about many people, many... . A lot of dead people.”

"Do you still remember that you died once?" Tong Han changed the subject.

This was exactly what Yang Xiao wanted to ask. He had lost a section of his memory during the mission. He tried his best to think about it, but he couldn't remember it.

Tong Han seemed to have expected it, and told Yang Xiao the last hurdle they faced in a slow and low tone. After hearing that he was killed by the blood coffin and the body was separated, Yang Xiao subconsciously shrank his neck.

"This last level is yours." Tong Han's eyes were complicated. "After I walked onto the stone platform, I saw the people on it. Among them... one of them was very strange."

Yang Xiao was stunned when he heard this, "Who?"

With his throat rolling down hard, Tong Han nodded, "It's the man wearing the black gauze hat with two wings. He is standing behind the woman in red. Directly behind her, that is an excellent attack angle. Logically speaking, the woman in red is Such a master would never make such a stupid mistake. I couldn't figure it out before, and it wasn't until recently that I finally figured it out."

"What do you want to understand?"

"That man was not the enemy of the woman in red at all. At least the woman did not regard him as an enemy. When the crisis came, the woman wanted to protect him. Unfortunately, at the most critical moment of the battle, this man made a sneak attack, which led to the woman's death. ”

"Do you know why I'm telling you this?" Tong Han suddenly asked.

Yang Xiao suddenly had a bad feeling, "Why?"

"Because that person looks a lot like you."

"Like me?" Yang Xiao's head suddenly buzzed.

"Well, I didn't see his face clearly, but his face shape, angles, and posture are all 60 or 70% similar to yours. The most important thing is the feeling. The feeling between you two is the most similar. I...I don't know how to describe it." Tong Han's breathing became rapid and his chest heaved violently.

Under Tong Han's guidance, Yang Xiao seemed to have a lock opened in his mind, and the dust-laden memories gradually awakened.

He began to recall what happened during the mission bit by bit, one by one, each one, all so bloody and so clear.

Closing his eyes, he even recalled the faces of the people on the white marble high platform, but only the woman in red and the person behind the woman in red could not be clearly seen or remembered.

Just as Yang Xiao was reminiscing, Tong Han suddenly leaned forward as if he wanted to sit up. Yang Xiao stood up immediately.

He came closer to help, but Tong Han actually opened his arms to hug him. The next second, his cold lips kissed the side of his face.

At this moment, Yang Xiao's mind went blank.

Yang Xiao subconsciously wanted to break away, but Tong Han held her tightly and forced him to break away. He Wen was worried that Tong Han's body could not bear it, so the scene froze for a moment.

"Don't move." Tong Han whispered in Yang Xiao's ear: "There is a bug under the rocking chair. No matter who asks about everything I said before, you will say you don't know. I will also say that these are all my ignorance." It was just my imagination that I was the last survivor, and I am the only one who knows this memory, and he has no way to verify it.”

"Mo Daidai is a businessman, not a friend. He is unreliable."

After saying this, Tong Han let go of Yang Xiao, fell back onto the recliner, gasped and sneered: "Yang Xiao,

You saved my life and our debt was cleared. "