"Why"

Maca Rinpoche's head fell to the ground and rolled to my feet, and I was able to say another word. 『』

I looked at him with admiration, "Your life is harder than a demon, and the devil's head is generally not able to speak."

Maka Rinpoche's eyes widened, "Why, why did you kill me?"

"Your IQ is worrying, it's better to die soon, and make some contribution to improving the average IQ level of mankind." I sighed and said, "You're going to lay out my pit first, and that's it, don't be wronged to kill you, look at my wings, look at my horns, look at my tail, oh, I don't have a tail." Forget it, in short, I'm a demon, and I repay the gods with virtue, which is definitely not what a demon should do. Of course, in fact, it doesn't matter if you pit me, anyway, with your strength, you can't pit me, the key is that sentence, you know too much You saw me kill the fallen angel with your own eyes, you saw me kill the demon king with your own eyes, it doesn't matter, since I dare to kill, then I'm not afraid of people to see it, in fact, the real key is that you see me transform into a demon, it's not good, I still have to mix in the world, if I let others know that I'm a demon, how can I mix up now, I'm also a person with a system, the old age office participates in public affairs, The size is also a deputy director, and he is about to leave and take office, you said that I finally mixed up the editor, you report it to me, and I lost the editor again, so how wronged I said, why aren't you dead?"

Maka Rinpoche spurted out a mouthful of old blood and glared at me, "You, you"

The head is also known as the head of the six yangs, for most of the intelligent creatures that I can understand, that is the most important thing, the vitality of the demon is strong enough, the life of ten thousand years is the foundation, and the head is cut off immediately It is impossible to die again, but Maka Rinpoche, this head has been cut off for a long time, why not die

I was surprised, I picked up the head, looked at it carefully, and reached out to touch it, it's a real person's head, yes, why don't you die The thought turned, squatted down and checked his body, this check, really found out the problem.

There was no soul in his body

After death, the soul will turn into a ghost, it may stay in the world, it may be reincarnated, it may go to hell, it may go to heaven, there are many possibilities, but when you just die, it takes a while for the soul to leave the body.

How can a normal person not have a soul when he has just died?

When I looked into Maka Rinpoche's head, I didn't have a soul

It's a hell of a thing

There is no soul, and the head is cut off and can still speak, no matter from which point of view, let alone with normal humans, they are far away from normal mages.

I shook his head and asked, "Where is your soul?"

Maka Rinpoche closed his eyes and put on a posture of a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Damn, my head was cut off, I'm not afraid of me, right, you dare to refuse to answer my question

I sneered at the moment, "You don't say yes, it doesn't matter, someone can cure you" At the moment, I didn't talk nonsense with him, stuffed his head into the shield space, and then began to clean up the battlefield, the main thing was to put up the remaining head, legs and wings of the fallen angel, and then pick up some pieces of the demon king's corpse, and prepare to take them back to Feng Tian for real research, presumably she will like it very much.

Picking up the things almost, I let Yang Ming leave the fire.

Yang Ming is away from the fire not only has nothing that can't be burned, but even better is that there is no smoke at all when burning things, it is simply the best magic weapon to destroy the corpse, how do you say that I was born with such a good life fire, put it in the novel, how to say that this is also a natural protagonist life, relying on this golden finger to kill the Quartet is not a problem, what gods, demons, tigers and dogs are all stepped on, all kinds of beauties receive a harem, how to play how you want

When Yang Ming was away from the fire, I called Lu Fangyan.

Coming out of the Ten Thousand Buddha Wall, the mobile phone has a signal, and the signal is quite sufficient.

It rang twice and it was connected.

"Su Ling, what's the matter" Lu Fangyan's voice on the phone was loud and full, and his spirit was so good that I could hear it on the other end of the phone, and his mood was obviously very good.

I told Lu Yuanen about the people around me who designed to frame me in Yongwang Temple.

Of course, there is no need to mention such inconsequential things as interdimensional bombardment, demon angels, and these messy and inconsequential things.

After listening to this, Lu Fangyan asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

I asked, "If I fight back, will it affect your layout in this area?"

Lu Fangyan pondered for a moment and said, "Let me ask for instructions, you wait for a while." ”

I can count the number of people who can ask for instructions at his level, and there are only a few of them, and then contact the previous meeting, who does he want to ask, and he is about to come out.

I hung up the phone, and while I was waiting for a reply, I burned the entire ruins of the hall and all kinds of corpses to the ground.

It was really burned to the ground, and all the buildings in this area were burned to the ground, and in the end only a piece of sand remained, and there was no trace of any man-made construction at all, let alone the previous battle.

I took Yang Ming away from the fire and took it back into my soul.

Now Yang Ming has grown from the fire to the point where he can fit more than a dozen of my Cheng dù, but he is still very obedient, saying that if he returns to the soul, he will return to the soul, without hesitation at all, and he is not lost from the transformation of my life fire, and he is really the same heart as me.

Then again, my soul can really fit it, such a big pile of fire in it, there is no sense of fullness at all, and it feels like it will not be a problem to install such a large pile again.

Is it that everyone's soul can be loaded like this?

The last time I asked this question, Feng Tian didn't answer me, but diverted the topic, which made me feel sorry for the rest of my heart.

This time when I go back, I must find her to ask this matter clearly, if she doesn't answer me again, it doesn't matter, I have a book, it's a big deal to check the spell-related books of Yin and Yang Dao that she taught me, I have something to say in the computer, let it help me screen it's no problem.

Just thinking about it, Lu Fangyan's phone call came back.

"The other party is too stable, and it may have heard the wind, has completely shrunk up, and can't find any flaws for a while, the above means to scare the snakes and stimulate them to move, as long as they move, there will be flaws, and you can find a breakthrough, but there are two things you have to remember. One is that you can't reveal your identity, otherwise it will intensify the contradictions, lead to unimaginable consequences, and will also affect the safety of you and your loved ones, and the second is that since you make a move, you must be steady and ruthless, create momentum, and cause impact, and it is best to have some sensational effects, do you understand?"