"Actually, you can't kill us at all, can you?" With a wave of his hand, he defused the attack of the White Bone Spirit and the Canopy, and the Heart Demon Old Man did not take advantage of the situation to suppress them, but looked unfathomable, until the White Bone Spirit opened his mouth and said such a sentence. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How can you see that?" the old man gradually faded from the smile on his face.

Bai Gujing said: "The main purpose of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is to eat a tiger, not to pretend to be a pig." But if you had that kind of strength, we wouldn't be able to survive until now. ”

Facts speak louder than words, and the old man with the heart demon was irrefutable, and said with a sneer: "That's right, I can't kill you here, but you can't kill me either." However, none of you can enter the fourth layer without my help, so I am inherently invincible, and you must ask me. ”

The white bone spirit glanced at him deeply, and secretly said to the Sanzang on his shoulder: "Monk, you may surrender this fang?"

Sanzang said in his heart: "The other party's divine soul has merged with this heaven and earth, and if you want to surrender it, it is as easy as you want to surrender this heaven and earth?"

The white bone spirit let out a long breath and said solemnly to the old man of the inner demon: "Let's be straight, what do you want?"

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to everyone: "Like mortals, the heart demon will also grow old and even die.

At the beginning, I told you, "I'm pitiful, I'm dying," but I don't want to die. Over the years, I have been living with other people's lives.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I don't know how many springs and autumns have passed, and the life I traded has come to an end. Thankfully, at this time, you have come and brought me a different hope.

Guys, would you like to make a deal with me?"

"What is the content of the transaction?" asked the White Bone Spirit solemnly, "We instill life force in you?"

"There is no lack of vitality in my physical body, and even, the vitality contained in this body of mine is far above that of ordinary Dao bodies. What I lack is the origin of the divine soul, the essence of being able to live forever. The old man with the inner demon said, with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "Straight to the point, how about giving me the prime moments of your life?"

"No!" Tiancang categorically refused: "Immortal life, the breakthrough in the prime of life is the foundation that determines the height of the future, give us our prime of life, and our future will stop here." Old Horseman, why don't you ask us to sacrifice your soul directly so that you can get more. ”

Seeing that the demon in his heart was about to speak again, demagoguery, the white bone spirit rolled his eyes and thought about it: "None of us can help anyone, everyone wants something from each other, so stop arguing with each other." Old Man of the Heart Demon, don't even think about our Divine Soul Origin, but we can promise you that he will definitely gather enough Divine Soul Origin of the Six Heavenly Immortals to give you this year as a reward for helping us go to the next level, as well as compensation for your own departure from here, how about it?"

The old man was silent for a long time, staring at the white bone spirit's eyes, as if he wanted to see her heart through the window of this heart: "Why should I believe you?"

"Together, we can record a memory image for you. The White Bone Spirit summoned an engram crystal, suspended it in front of him, and said lightly, "After you go out in the future, you can use this image to ask us for debts." If we don't recognize it, you can spread it to the Three Realms and ruin our reputation.

The demons are not afraid to tell you that we are all people who aspire to be holy. At that time, which one do you think we will choose to hunt the six Heavenly Immortals and maintain our reputation?"

At this moment, the demon in my heart was moved.

Six Heavenly Immortals, after all, are not six cabbages. Out of this magic tower space, even he didn't dare to shake the edge with him. If the truth is as the White Bone Spirit says, this deal seems to be good......

Half a quarter later.

The heart demon left satisfied, and before leaving, he summoned a staircase to the fourth layer for the people traveling west, a purple light fairy path that surpassed the void and meandered into the black hole.

Since everyone has made up their minds, they will naturally not hesitate anything at this moment, fly to the immortal road, throw themselves into the black hole, and move forward.

"Boom!"

When the body of the white bone spirit passed through the black hole, in the darkness, a strange force penetrated into his sea of consciousness, exploded, shattered all his consciousness, and the whole world suddenly fell into the deep night.

It seemed that a moment had passed, and as if 10,000 years had passed, the white bone spirit gradually woke up, opened his eyes, and found that the world had changed in front of him.

Here, it is a ward in a modern hospital, and you can see the "white coats" of later generations hurrying back and forth inside and outside the room.

A nurse in a white dress who was eighteen or nineteen years old, not tall, with a round face, pulled back the hanging bottle on the top of the white bone essence's head, and said in a babbling voice: "Sir, this time you are fate, and you have not been killed by alcohol." In the future, remember not to drink so much again, even if you are forced to drink more, don't run on the road again......"

The white bone spirit looked at her blankly but warily, and the little nurse who looked at her with a straight gaze was ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but stomp her feet and raise her voice: "You, are you listening to me?!"

It is like dreaming back to the ages, returning from the distant mythical world to the ordinary real world, and this huge gap is a little unbearable even for the white bone spirit.

Is this a fake, or is the whole Westbound World fake?

Is it Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, or is it Butterfly's dream Zhuang Zhou?

"Are you alright?" After seeing him come to his senses, he sat on the bed stupidly, as if he was demented, and the little nurse's heart softened, and her attitude was soothed.

The Bone Spirit turned a deaf ear to her words, stood up, and walked to the window of the ward, standing on the upper floors of the seventh floor, looking down at the endless stream of vehicles below.

"You can't have broken your brain, right? The classic episode in the TV series, amnesia," the little nurse asked responsibly following him responsibly, frowning.

"Mei, Ling, are you still there?" the white bone spirit still ignored the little nurse, in his heart, in his mind, shouted loudly, but unfortunately, there was no response.

"Even the ghosts and spirits haven't been imitated, this must be an illusion, right?" Bai Gu whispered carefully, but his face was gradually solemnizing.

Suddenly, he had a very important question in his mind. If everything in the westbound world is just a dream of Nanke, then why can't the existence of ghosts and spirits be part of the dream?

"No, what nerves did it really hurt?" The little nurse in the white dress stared at the white bone spirit for a long time, and saw that he still had no superfluous expression, and the whole person was dumbfounded, and her heart suddenly panicked, and she quickly turned around and ran to the doctor's room: "Teacher, teacher, there is a patient who has a problem......

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