In the ruins of the gates of Deep Sea City, Andariel, who had a huge body, suddenly knelt in the water.

Fu Nanxing, who controlled the machine, both eyes were about to fall out.

The human cannon, which is known as invincible in the world, is like a streamer, a small part of it enters the body of the transparent space, and the rest of the part keeps shaking, and even the battle submarine that is taller than a city is also shaken up by a large extent!

Mephisto, who was standing behind the battle submarine, was swept out hundreds of meters away by the huge dark waves brought out by the battle submarine.

Frightened, Luo Qinghan was colorless, and controlled Mephisto to run wildly for a while, and when he reached a place where the waves were a little smaller, he stopped and looked back, but saw that the battle submarine of the Minhe faction, like a dead fish thrown out by someone, quickly swept past Mephisto and flew to the bottom of the sea in the distance.

What's going on! Luo Qinghan's face became more and more ugly, and when he looked from afar, he saw that in the sea water in front of him, the black light curtain kept shaking and curling.

Is that a human cannon? A cannon blasted out a human cannon in the North Bay!

It turned out to be like a worm, and was held on the head, struggling desperately.

Deep Sea City is terrifying!

Mephisto staggered backwards, running faster and faster, and soon disappeared into the sea near Deep Sea City.

As for that Andariel, it would be better to treat it as an outcast.

Luo Qinghan dealt with the abandoned son, and never hesitated to throw it away.

The abandoned Fu Nanxing opened his mouth wide, he saw with his own eyes that the battle submarine couldn't stand the shaking bumps and was thrown out from afar, he also saw with his own eyes that the human cannon turned into seaweed and was swallowed up by the transparent space, and he saw the omnipotent patriarch running faster than anyone else.

"Run... Run... Run! Fu Nanxing, whose lips trembled, shouted with all his might, but the voice he heard in his ears was pitiful.

Fortunately, between him and Andariel, it was now connected by a pilot's helmet, and after receiving the command, the subordinate put his hands on his waist, like a human running, and ran out quickly with his arms, and his red hair was washed by the sea, looking messy and long.

In the transparent space, Bianliang, who originally only had memory and ontological energy, was thin like a layer of candy paper.

The arrival of the streamer, like a delicious dish, was placed in front of him, and it was a boiled dish, a dish that did not move.

As long as Bian Liang opens his mouth and shouts to eat in his memory, those dishes will automatically come to him

In his mouth, because the transparent space is wrapped in his memory, the energy absorbed by the transparent space is also attached to his memory, just like a pastry placed on the side of his mouth.

It's just that the energy of the streamer is too little, and it is far from being able to make up for the energy that he was scattered, until the arrival of the human cannon.

The transparent space seemed to be afraid of the appearance of this energy, and the white cotton wool that was originally withdrawn and transformed into a human form was taken back intact, making the transparent space become beeswax again.

Bianliang didn't pay attention to the changes in the transparent space, anyway, he could eat it, whether it was a streamer or a human cannon, he would eat it all and talk about it.

But there was too much cannon energy in the world, and Bianliang only ate a third of it, and then found that he was full.

The next moment, his soul memory was like an inflated balloon, detached from the transparent space and floated into the air.

At the moment of floating, Bianliang did not forget to take away the remaining human cannons, just like eating in a restaurant and packing the leftovers away.

Seeing this scene, the transparent space trembled slightly, and I didn't know if it was because of fear or anger.

In the space, a man shouted angrily: "This kind of luck will be there, how can people live, I don't want to be reborn!" Yes!!! ”

After the man shouted indignantly, he let out a long sigh and comforted himself in a calm voice: "This is fate, this is all fate, if it weren't for the fact that I had just been reborn, I hadn't been in contact with the reborn body, and I didn't have the energy of the body, why wouldn't I kill you today." ”

Then the man wailed; "It's over, it's over, it's over, now even the fate is going to be defiled by that bastard, I'm not going to be born again!"

The man's voice was wrapped in the transparent space, and Bian Liang, who left the transparent space, did not hear it, he was like a hungry ghost, although he was already very full, he still kept eating, making the balloon bigger and fatter.

Eventually, the balloon couldn't hold on, and there was a place where it burst and leaked out some blue apertures, which as soon as they left the balloon, enveloped the transparent space, and then flew towards the balloon, and finally merged with the balloon.

After that, the balloon seemed to be enlarged dozens of times, and no matter how Bianliang ate it, he couldn't eat it anymore, until the entire human cannon was swallowed by him.

"Cool!" Bianliang hiccuped in his memory and shouted loudly while exhaling a breath of turbidity.

In my memory, there was suddenly a bright spot, and I hid motionless in the corner of my soul.

Bianliang drives energy and wants to find out, but this bright spot is very stubborn

No matter how much energy he drives, he doesn't move, and he doesn't let the energy in.

Forget it, let's restructure your body first. After many failures, Bianliang gave up.

As he shouted in his mind, his body reorganized, and a blue and white circle of light appeared.

Bianliang was surprised, and only listened to the highlights in his memory and said, my body, I am my own group.

Bian Liang was about to ask why, in the blue-white aperture, a piece of white flesh appeared, hovering in the air, looking closely, it looked a little strange, like a small cylinder.

Bian Liang didn't think much about it, and directly assembled his body, but found that there was a piece of meat missing on his forehead, and it was useless to summon energy.

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He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but saw that the small cylinder, like a snake, had burrowed into the hole in his forehead, just filling the gap.

"What are you?" Bian Liang asked curiously.

"You're the thing!" There was a man's voice of protest that sounded directly in his soul.

Without waiting for Bianliang to ask, the voice said again, "I'm just temporarily committed to you, don't think about any bad ideas, and don't think that I can help you." ”

After finishing speaking, no matter how Bianliang asked or scolded, his voice was silent, and there was no response.

Bian Liang was tired of scolding, so he began to buckle it with his fingers, wanting to buckle the piece of meat.

But no matter how he buckled, only his own flesh was deducted, and the bright piece of flesh would move in his body like a parasite, and he was determined to occupy his body.

Bianliang became more and more angry, buckled more and more ruthlessly, and finally deducted the entire body, and did not deduct the parasitic flesh.

But he had an idea, and I couldn't hold it back, so I reorganized and reassembled a parasite-free body.

As a result, when the blue-white aperture appeared, it was still the cylindrical white flesh that was the first to reorganize.

No matter how many times Bianliang is reorganized, this thing will not change.

In the end, Bian Liang had to pat his forehead in resignation, and said to the bright spot: "No matter who you are or what you want to do, be honest with me, otherwise I won't be able to form my body, and you will have nowhere to go." ”

The highlight didn't reply, just snorted coldly, and said to himself: "Who is rare." ”