Chapter 705

Just after the air seemed to condense and the whole room was silent for a few seconds, Zixuan, who first responded, let out a exclamation, then jumped up and held her soul bead in her arms.

Because of Zixuan's action, the others just came back to their senses. They felt cold all over, and subconsciously stroked their exposed arms with their hands.

Zixuan sat back on the sofa, and the palm of her hand was shining with golden light, which covered the soul bead. After a moment, the ice on the soul bead faded away, and the black fog inside had shrunk into a tiny ball.

Zixuan curled her mouth and said to Tang Feng with great dissatisfaction: "if you have any opinion on him, I'll let him out. You can directly aim at him, but don't involve my soul bead!"

Zixuan is always in the habit of laughing in front of Tang Feng. Tang Feng is not strict with her, but at this time, Tang Feng's eyes look at her.

The expression on Zixuan's face immediately froze and couldn't help facing the sofa. You can shrink your body and hold the soul bead tighter for fear that Tang Feng would do something more.

Other several people, are even more silent, the atmosphere dare not, just staring at Tang Feng.

Although they are all in awe of Tang Feng, Tang Feng has always been in a cloud light atmosphere. It is rare for them to have such an atmosphere of extermination. At this moment, the appearance of this chill makes them all scared.

Tang Feng said coldly: "let it out."

Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Tang Feng was letting himself release the soul. She did not dare to neglect it, and immediately led the soul out of the soul bead.

After the soul was released, it was suspended in the air, motionless. He had no actual shape, just a black smoke. At the moment, the fog seemed to be frozen and could not move.

Zixuan looked at the soul, her lips moved gently, and whispered: "let it out, what can I do?"

Tang Feng didn't speak either, but with a movement of his finger, a aura shot at the fog, which was impartial and centered on the soul.

Zixuan gave a low "ah".

She didn't know why Tang Feng was so angry all of a sudden. What's more, she didn't know what Tang Feng meant when he asked her to release her soul. When she saw him like this, she thought that Tang Feng was going to let the soul go. She was still sorry that he had not yet drawn the fire of the spirit.

Others also thought that Tang Feng was angry with the soul and wanted to punish him.

But who can expect, aura into the soul, he did not disappear in an instant, but slowly sink down, and gradually condensed into a human form.

When the black fog falls on the ground, the outline of a person has appeared, and it is no longer foggy, but has begun to materialize. His eyebrows are very clear, and even the color of his skin has changed from black to dark brown.

This man looks about 50 years old. He has a dark complexion. He is short and thin. He is not more than 1.6 meters. He is very common. He is quite common in Southeast Asia. He wears a black robe.

If I hadn't seen him condense into a human figure in front of my eyes, if I had met him in the streets of Siam, no one would have seen him more.

When he stepped on the ground barefoot, his eyes showed a very confused look, as if he did not know what had happened.

Zixuan's mouth slowly widened, and she could almost insert an egg.

She knew the soul best, and also practiced by it. She knew all kinds of ways to capture the soul, whether it was a stranger or a dead person, she could find ways to capture the soul, or send the soul back to the body. However, it was the first time that she saw the soul directly condensing into the body.

Even Zixuan was so shocked, not to mention the others.

Shangguan subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the newly formed human figure, but he just stretched forward. Ji Ning grabbed her wrist and shook his head at her.

After all, they have never seen this thing in front of them. Who can be sure that it is not dangerous at all?

It seems that the soul himself is also shocked by this form. He raises his hands, observes carefully, and touches his face with his hands carefully. Then, he shows a look of great surprise and says a series of words from his mouth.

"He, what is he talking about?" Rong Guocheng's face was still startled and stammered.

Next to him, tiger Xie shook his head stupidly.

"Siamese." Tang Feng's light way.

This soul is a Siamese mage. What he says is Siamese language.

However, after realizing the language spoken by the other party, Tang Feng suddenly realized something he had not paid attention to in advance: none of the people present knew Siamese, and he certainly could not expect a Siamese more than 300 years ago to speak the official Chinese language.

Tiger Xie looked at Zixuan and said, "Miss Zixuan just communicated with him. It seems that there is no communication barrier."

Zixuan spread out her hand and said, "it doesn't need any language to communicate with the soul. It's just the transformation of ideas all the time. Now, I can communicate with him like this, but you can't understand it. What's the difference between him now and just in the soul bead?"

Then Zixuan looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng asked her to release this soul, and then condensed it into his body. Naturally, he wanted to have a direct dialogue with him, but who would have expected that there would be language problems?

Xie Hu thought a little and said immediately, "I'll let Mucha come here. He can be a translator."

Tang Feng also remembers that young massage technician, who can speak fluent Chinese, nodded.

Xie tiger immediately called the manager of the guild and asked the other party to send Mucha to him. But just now, he frowned and asked, "when did it happen?"

There was an answer, and he said, "OK, I see."

When he put down the phone, Xie Hu still frowned and said, "the guild said that Mucha resigned and left just three days ago. No one knows where he went."

"That is, sun Da Pao left just after he died?" Tang Feng's face, showing a smile.

When Xie Hu asked when Mucha would leave, he just asked subconsciously. He didn't think deeply, and he didn't connect the two things. When he heard Tang Feng's question, he was stunned.

Rong Guocheng was surprised and said, "Mr. Tang, do you suspect that Mucha is - but he looks very young and doesn't look like a hundred years old. Moreover, we met last time. If there is anything unusual about him, we can't detect it or escape from your eyes."