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"Why hasn't there been any response yet?"

"Failed to transfer souls?"

"Hell knows if this thing will work!"

"Let's wait and see what happens!"

“……”

It had been more than half an hour since Zhang Ling put that soul into Hao Jianjun's body, but he didn't react at all.

Yuan Ji touched his bald head and said, "Brother, he won't be unadaptable!" ”

"Fuck off, at least you have to have a reaction if you don't adapt to the soil, this is not even a fart......"

"Poof......" Before Lu Mingxuan's words were finished, Yuan Ji let out a fart, and the tense atmosphere was immediately resolved, and everyone couldn't help but snicker.

"Shhh There's movement! ”

Zhang Ling suddenly stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture, and both Yuan Ji and Lu Mingxuan's eyes were attracted back.

"Brother, there's no movement here, aren't you dazzled!" Yuanji asked in surprise as he looked at the motionless corpse

Zhang Ling frowned and said, "No, I saw it, he moved just now!" ”

Wang Anguo rubbed his eyes and said to Zhang Ling: "Brother, you may be a little tired, why don't you go and take a rest, let's watch here!" ”

"It's okay, I'm ......"

Before Zhang Ling could finish speaking, suddenly the corpse on the bed shook violently, and it looked like it had been electrocuted.

There was a first, a second, and soon the corpse was twitching and shaking on the morgue like a fish out of water.

After a short moment of stunned, Zhang Ling hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and hold him!" ”

Yuan Ji and Lu Mingxuan immediately reacted and rushed over to hold down the shaking corpse, but the corpse's resistance was extremely powerful, and it seemed that it was about to break free from the restraints of the three of them.

"What are you still doing in a daze, and you still don't come to help??" Zhang Ling couldn't help but shout at Yu Haishen, who was standing aside in a daze

Yu Haishen reacted immediately, beckoned several of his subordinates to rush to the corpse's side together, and several people pressed him to the bed with their hands and feet.

"I'll go, is this the rhythm of the corpse?"

"I guess it's a lack of adaptation!"

"That's a bit too big!"

"Do you think the corpse will suddenly explode with a thud!"

"Big brother, you've played too much necromancy, can you still explode corpses?"

"Gee, is the brother above playing Battle.net? Which Battle.net's? ”

“……”

Just when everyone in the live broadcast was talking, the corpse finally stopped shaking and lay quietly on the morgue, as if nothing had happened just now.

Yuan Ji pressed the corpse's head and asked in surprise, "Why is there no movement again?" He's dead? ”

Before he could finish speaking, the corpse took a sharp breath and opened his eyes, which made Yuanji's frightened mother let go of his hand and jumped to the side.

Lu Mingxuan's reaction was stronger than Yuan Ji's, he let go of the hand that grabbed the corpse, and did not retreat, just stared at the corpse that kept inhaling and said, "Why has he been inhaling!" ”

Zhang Ling raised his head, looked at the black and oppressive heads around him and said, "Hurry up and disperse, he is about to suffocate to death!" ”

Hearing Zhang Ling's words, the people around him all scattered to the side, only Wang Anguo and Zhang Ling stood beside him and watched him.

"Build an army?" Wang Anguo looked at the blinking corpse and asked hesitantly.

The corpse, not the one who returned to the soul, opened his mouth and said a few words with difficulty: "Jia...... Good......! ”

Hearing that person shouting Hao Jiajia's name, Zhang Ling asked happily, "Are you Hao Jianjun?" ”

The man nodded, and Wang Anguo immediately asked, "Do you know me?" ”

Hao Jianjun nodded again and said, "Wang...... Quiet...... Country! ”

"Haha, he knows me, he is Jianjun, we succeeded!" Wang Anguo shouted ecstatically.

This scene once again made everyone in the live broadcast room can't help but exclaim: "It was successful? ”

"It turns out that the soul of a person can really be transferred?"

"Wouldn't that be eternal life?"

"Master, you don't have a disciple!"

"I'll go, the master is really going to send it now, what kind of live broadcast is this, what kind of business is this, such an awesome artifact in hand, it costs more money to make more money!"

"Master pre-order for a thousand years?"

"Lao Tzu will take 10,000 years!"

"One-on-two, thousand-year-old king eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise!"

“……”

Compared with the things he cared about in the live broadcast room, Zhang Ling was more concerned about other issues, he looked at Hao Jianjun who was lying there and said to Haishen: "Lock him up first!" ”

"What are you doing?" Wang Anguo asked puzzled

Zhang Ling looked at him and said, "I'm doing this for everyone's safety, we don't know if there are any side effects of this ceremony!" ”

Seeing that Wang Anguo was still a little dissatisfied, Lu Mingxuan walked over and persuaded: "Team Wang, Lao Zhang doesn't mean anything else, let's observe for a few days first, if it's okay, we will naturally let him go!" ”

Wang Anguo thought for a while, sighed and said, "Okay, then do as you say!" ”

Zhang Ling took a pair of handcuffs from Yu Haishen's hands and said to Hao Jianjun who was lying on the bed: "Offended! ”

Hao Jianjun looked at Zhang Ling very weakly, and did not have any resistance, he just said with difficulty: "Yes, no, let me ...... Look at it, daughter! ”

Zhang Ling lowered his head and said, "Not for the time being, when we confirm it, we will naturally let you see your daughter!" ”

This time, Hao Jianjun didn't speak, and let Zhang Ling cuff his hands, without the slightest brilliance in his eyes.

Soon, Hao Jianjun was taken out of the basement, after all, he was not an enemy in theory, although he was now in the observation period, he should also be treated appropriately.

After Hao Jianjun was taken away, Zhang Ling took off the arm guard, his eyes were full of doubts, and his mind once again recalled what Li Junxi said: "The kingdom of God is about to return to the world!" ”

"God? Is there really a god in this world? Zhang Ling couldn't help but laugh at his absurd idea.

Lu Mingxuan, who put away the live broadcast equipment, looked at Zhang Ling, who was looking at the arm guards and smiling, stepped forward and asked, "Hey, are you okay?" ”

Zhang Ling raised his head and smiled: "What can I do, I'm just curious about the maker of this armguard." ”

Looking at Zhang Ling's strange expression, Lu Mingxuan frowned and said, "You don't believe the words of that dead ghost, do you really think that there is a god!" ”

Hearing Lu Mingxuan's question, Zhang Ling suddenly smiled, he tilted his head to look at him and said, "Since there are ghosts in this world, why can't there be gods?" ”

Zhang Ling's words made Lu Mingxuan speechless, he opened his mouth and was about to argue, when suddenly a guard walked up to Lu Mingxuan's ear and whispered.

After hearing this, Lu Mingxuan immediately looked up at Zhang Ling and said, "Song Moyu is here!" (To be continued.) )