Liu Kunlun knew the death penalty chair, he even suspected that he had sat on this chair, all kinds of things came to his mind back then, and the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him were so familiar, because that was him, the soul who controlled the body once claimed to be his father, deceived trust, took away his body and identity, and gave him an unforgettable experience of the death penalty, all this is still fresh in his memory, but at this moment he has no hatred, because his life form was made by this person, in a sense, he is not a person, but a spare piece.

"You gave me life, I gave it back to you, and from that moment on, we owed each other nothing. This is the voice of Liu Kunlun's heart.

Wang Haikun stared at Superman in front of him, his mood was calm, he didn't believe that this was a deal at all, because no one would willingly give their lives. Contemporary society is not in ancient times, the chosen person has been brainwashed and educated since childhood, this person named Kunlun is an outstanding artist, with the ability to think independently, it is absolutely impossible for him to completely obey Ji Yuqian or anyone, so this is a battle that both sides know well but do not say anything.

Wang Haikun didn't know about Ji Yuqian's hole cards, but he believed in his own strength, just like a colonizer army equipped with heavy machine guns didn't care about any ambush set up by the tribal forces.

Liu Kunlun also looked at Wang Haikun, the other party's calm expression made him a little annoyed, and suddenly had an idea, simply strangle this thing to count the ball, everyone is comfortable, but after thinking about it, this thing is afraid to keep the back hand, how can this old goblin who plays life and death in the palm of his hand be afraid of death, yes, what he is afraid of is not death, but destruction.

"Let's get started. Wang Haikun said that Mai Junhao began to operate, and he motioned for Liu Kunlun to sit on the execution chair, but was refused.

The beginning was not smooth, casting a shadow on the next "surgery", Mak Junhao explained that this is just a normal dentist chair, and you will be injected with sedative drugs later, and it will be more comfortable to sleep in this place.

"Move me a regular chair. Liu Kunlun said.

Mai Junhao looked at Wang Haikun, the latter nodded, and with the help of Mai Junhao, he sat on the execution chair and made a demonstration, the chair did not have belts and steel locks to tie hands and feet, but was connected to medical equipment, which could monitor heartbeat, blood pressure, blood oxygen and brain waves.

Wang Haikun's wheelchair also comes with these devices, and he said that if you want, you can make my wheelchair.

Liu Kunlun turned around and went out, and came back after a while, carrying an ordinary wooden chair, sitting on it, and making a gesture of invitation to Mai Junhao.

This kid is stubborn enough, very uncooperative, Mai Junhao and Wang Haikun exchanged glances, but they were helpless.

"We need to monitor your heart rate and brain waves...... "Mak Junhao was interrupted before he could finish speaking, and Liu Kunlun insisted that he didn't need to, thinking that it was purely redundant.

"For the sake of safety, it has to be this way. Mai Junhao insisted that the two sides were irreconcilable on this small issue, and finally alarmed Ji Yuqian, he came in and persuaded Liu Kunlun to wear it, and also whispered to him that there was surveillance in the room, don't worry, I have been staring at it.

Liu Kunlun put on ECG monitoring and brain wave patches, but the chair is still an ordinary wooden chair, everyone can understand his non-cooperation, after all, he is sacrificing his body, normal people will have a rejection mentality, he did not lift the table and regretted it is already very face-saving.

The anesthesiologist is a neutral medical staff recognized by both parties, but Liu Kunlun regretted it again and was unwilling to accept any drug injection, even if he could take it internally.

The successive non-cooperation made Mai Junhao very irritable, but Wang Haikun was still calm and light-hearted, he said young people, don't be irritable, you are so nervous that I am also nervous, or let's chat.

The two began to chat, the nonsense of the clouds and mountains and fog covers, from climbing the snowy mountains to talking about ancient wars, and talking about the difference between the imperial examination system and the Eastern American academic film and the Hollywood system, Lao Wang is very good at chatting, good at controlling the situation, slowly Liu Kunlun's tense nerves relaxed, Mai Junhao also took over the topic in time, sat in front of Liu Kunlun, looked at his eyes, and his palms flew like peacocks.

Liu Kunlun tilted his head and fell asleep.

"Here we go. Ji Yuqian in front of the monitor became excited, he knew that Mai Junhao was a senior hypnosis master, and he had long expected this trick, the technique of life and death flow was very important to him, and he could solve the key problems in technology, and he could pay anything in order to obtain this secret.

And the young man who sits in a chair and falls asleep is the price.

The flow of life and death handed down from ancient times has solved the problem of life and death of human beings, how many emperors dream of things, you can see it with your own eyes today, this alone is enough to make people excited, not to mention that Ji Yuqian will master this technology, use this technology to change the world, change mankind, maybe today is the beginning of a new era for mankind!

On the screen, Mai Junhao took off his suit, changed into a red monk's robe, sat cross-legged, took out a quaint Gabala bowl and began to chant the scriptures, Ji Yuqian could hear that he was using ancient Indian Sanskrit.

He didn't buy Mai Junhao at all, he wanted to see a complete process, and now Ji Yuqian had a detailed explanation in his hand, this process was full of ritual and mystery, this was already a greatly simplified procedure, if it was carried out according to the ancient rituals, it would last at least three days and three nights.

Wang Haikun and Liu Kunlun's brain waves and heartbeat and blood pressure are displayed on the screen, and the vital signs of the two people are stable and normal, with no fluctuations.

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The retinal nerves of normal humans cannot detect what is happening indoors, but now there are two more people in the room, about the same age, close in size, one wearing a black tweed tuxedo, a hard-collared shirt with a chest line, gray striped trousers and a top hat, a meticulous bow tie, and a red gold pocket watch with a bright chain.

The other is modern, with a snow-white shirt and a simple and neat shirt.

The two looked at each other, and each understood each other's identities in an instant.

This is not a human body image, but a human form formed by a soul, which is the standard image recognized by consciousness, the tuxedo is Wang Jian, and the white shirt is Liu Kunlun.

In the soul world, there is no escape, there is no way to avoid it, you can only face it head-on.

"It's you. Wang Jian's face was gloomy, he was careless, he was indeed careless, all the time around, all the evidence showed that this young man was Liu Kunlun, the other party even took Kunlun as the name without fear, and the Liu family was close, and Li Mingjian Ai Feng Yuan could also quickly establish trust, all this is so frank and straightforward, without concealment, but the more frank, the more suspicious Wang Jian became, he thought that this was a conspiracy led by Ji Yuqian, and the motive was not revenge, but a transaction.

He was wrong, this is outright revenge, from the beginning he made it clear that he wanted to find trouble for himself, but he still got into the circle, and it ended up in this situation.

The process shouldn't be like this, normally speaking, the owner of this body should fall asleep, and Mai Junhao, who recites the scriptures, is just an ornament to fool Ji Yuqian, there is no need for a middleman to operate, there is no need to chant the scriptures, and there is no need for the assistance of the Gabala bowl, everything only needs to be completed by Lao Wang's self-help.

He has been cultivating for many years, he has already opened his head, he can control his consciousness, although the matter of transforming the body is important, but it is not difficult at all, one out and one step at a time, the whole process does not take more than five minutes, and the delay is also to confuse Ji Yuqian, as well as to familiarize himself with the new body.

The reappearance of the dead soul indicates a life-and-death struggle, Wang Jian and Liu Kunlun have been facing each other for a long time, and Mai Junhao is still sitting still.

This is not Liu Kunlun's first out-of-body soul, but he hid this secret and didn't tell anyone, this is the last hole card he agreed to take the risk, every night, he wandered around, feeling all creatures, the universe, just like ordinary people dreaming, experienced a unique and strange space trip, and everything returned to normal at dawn.

The duel began, this was a strange battle, obviously Wang Jian was more experienced, he pounced on him, in a vain attempt to surround and absorb this weak soul with powerful energy, Lao Wang lived longer, diligent in cultivation, strong willpower, should have been swallowed smoothly, but he felt very difficult, like a python swallowing a rhinoceros, maybe he could swallow it, but whether it would rise to the point that his stomach was broken, I don't know.

The two souls are struggling, you have me, I have you, the image gradually became blurred, Wang Jian became Wang Huayun, and then Wang Haikun, and Liu Kunlun appeared The shadows of Nan Peichen and Wang Haicong appeared, from the entanglement of two people to a team battle of six people.

The two sides are evenly matched, no one can eat anyone, the soul and the body are different, there is no pain, no concept of time, no five senses, but the whole body has turned into millions of keen contacts, feeling everything in the world, all kinds of radiation in the air, all kinds of radio waves, wifi signals, a micron of dust, oxygen molecules, all can be sensed, but they are stationary.

Mai Junhao is still meditating, but if you look closely, his breathing is still, the mixed soul passes through the wall, through the corridor, Ji Yuqian in the room stares at the screen and does not move at all, outdoors, in the hands of the driver smoking next to the vehicle, the smoke is fixed, the watch on his hand, and the second hand are also stationary, and time stands still at this moment.

The soul continues to fight, fighting from east to west, from south to north, from heaven to earth, and turning rivers and seas.

Suddenly, the parking lot of the resort was empty, there were no cars, no guests, and then the lush woods turned into pink and willow green, covered in silver, and the maple leaves were all over the mountain, and the mountain disappeared, replaced by a dilapidated ancient temple, the army wearing dogskin hats passed under the mountain, waving the red flag all the way to the south, the cannon rumbled, the troops in blue-gray military uniforms and the troops in earthy yellow military uniforms began to fight, and the five-color flags fluttered on the positions on both sides.

Liu Kunlun realized that they had entered the four-dimensional space, and time was going backwards.