What is in the land of Skynet, this is the information that Yuan Eleven has long wanted to know, but now he can only know what it looked like in ancient times.

"In ancient times, there were tall buildings everywhere," Hehuan said, taking out a fan pendant, "and this fan pendant." ”

The high-rise Yuan Eleven didn't think it was strange, but when he stared at the fan pendant carefully, he was shocked, the fan pendant was very ordinary, but it was very unusual in the world today.

"The rules of this world seem to have been completely subverted at some point, and it seems that the heavens are not satisfied with the arrangements."

At this time, Yuan Eleven's heart jumped with horror, he knew something terrible, something that made him feel very ominous.

As if he had a mind-reading technique, he continued: "I know what you're worried about, some rules won't change, knowledge has defined matter, water is still water, fire is still fire."

Yuan Eleven is not stupid, but at this time I have to think deeply, it seems that some of them are in line with his previous guesses, and maybe the existence of some bugs is not accidental.

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "It's really scary to think about it!"

Hehuan continued: "Every created being, whether living or dead, has a meaning of existence, and they don't want to be destroyed by the rules."

Hehuan said: "What I want is reincarnation."

Night Eleven's left eye exclaimed: "Reincarnation!"

Hehuan said: "Yes, reincarnation, there is no such rule in this world."

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "No, I have been resurrected normally."

He Huan didn't seem surprised at all, and said lightly: "That's because of the rules you have."

Yuan Eleven seemed to understand a little, but suddenly realized.

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "Could it be that this world ......?"

Yuan Eleven didn't say it, he understood that the rules that Hehuan wanted were rules like him.

Hehuan said: "In this world, the rules are formulated by the strong, and the formulation of those rules is in the hands of the strong of all races, and the rules are mutually restrained and balanced by each other, so that the world can be stable today."

Hehuan seemed to be popularizing knowledge to Ye Eleven, and he continued: "There are many realms in this big world, there are eight clans, people, ghosts, fairies, gods, monsters, and special monsters, but I vaguely feel that this is not the case, and there are extremely terrifying existences, and they have more rules and rights."

Night Eleven's left eye let out a laugh and said, "Only the strong can make rules, right?"

The world is self-created, but it is itself in its own world.

Ye Eleven's left eye said helplessly: "It's really in whose world you have to be restrained and balanced, and it feels a bit like following the customs."

He Huan smiled faintly, revealing a weird smile, so frightened that Night Eleven's left eye was fried.

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "Don't laugh, it's terrible."

It seems that there is nothing in this world that makes Hehuan angry, and he said lightly: "I used to be a graceful son of Yushu Linfeng."

Judging from the left side of Hehuan's face, it must be true, he is not lying, and it doesn't seem like he can lie.

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "As much as you cooperate, what about the guy who occupies my body?" What countermeasures do you have? ”

Yuan Shiyi remembered that there was a time in the middle when he couldn't remember, only that he must have been in an unconscious state, as if he had entered a frozen time and space in an instant, could this be the feeling of being mentally deprived?

He Huan said: "If he is still the demon king body of the out-of-body realm, maybe he will really be in trouble, but now he is just a wisp of residual thoughts."

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "What are you kidding, a wisp of residual thought controls the body, and you can make such a powerful means?"

Hehuan wanted to laugh, but he held back: "Can the same mallet be the same in the hands of a woman as it is in the hands of a killer?" The body is a tool, and how to use it depends on the controller. ”

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "I kind of understand, but you're saying I'm a mallet?"

Hehuan grinned and said: "Hahaha, thank you very much, let us feel this so-called world, this world is changing, many things in the future will have to use your brain, force can't solve everything."

Night Eleven laughed in his left eye and said, "Hearing you say that, I'm really a bit of a good mallet."

Hehuan said solemnly: "Remind you, in the land of Skynet, there is a treasure that can preserve time and space, and even the Hundred Eyes Demon King wants to get it."

Night Eleven's left eye was surprised: "Save time and space? What kind of treasure is that. ”

Hehuan pondered: "I don't know, but no one should be able to recognize you except you, not even the Hundred Eyes Demon King with extraordinary eyes."

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "I can't even find him, how can I find it."

Hehuan said: "It's your words, but it's easier to find."

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "In the future, if I find out that you are entertaining me, I will flood this place into a sea lake!"

Hehuan smiled: "Okay, when the time comes, don't leave it at that, good luck my friend."

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "Be friends with ghosts, I'm afraid I'm the first."

Hehuan laughed, his entire body gradually disappeared, and the entire golden light mask began to dissolve.

In the air, the old ghost who escaped looked at Ye Eleven's left eye and said, "What did the ghost king say to you?"

Night Eleven said with his left eye: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

In the air, Ye Eleven's body on the opposite side was huge, covered in abscesses and bleeding, and a red right eye looked hideous and ugly, more like a ghost than a ghost.

In the distance, Qianzhengkan stared at Ye Eleven's left eye and Ye Eleven's body, and his face couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

The sky was already shrouded in night, but the air where the two old ghosts were fleeing emitted a ghostly light, and the whole scene was silent.

With a wave of his hand, the wind swished on the entire hillside, and suddenly patches of mountains lit up with blue flames, like ghost fires, illuminating the hillside.

One by one, figures walked out of the tomb building, and one of them was helped out, and the person who helped him was none other than the Ghost Xuan Sect Sect Master Ghost Xuan.

The old ghost who escaped and said to Ye Eleven's left eye: "I don't know about those people in black, I don't know about the ghost king, and besides, this ghost Xuan sect master has some relationship with this seat."

Night Eleven's left eye didn't make a sound, these nonsense words were meaningless to believe it or not, and the thing he wanted to solve in front of him was to regain his body.

Seeing this, the old ghost who escaped from ambush was not angry, and seemed to have learned how not to be angry with the ghost king, and he said to the location of the shallow Zhengkan in the distance: "The events of the year, the rights and wrongs of which I think you should understand, as for the kid who has repeatedly made trouble, he also has a sense of déjà vu, and he can't say that he has some relationship with my seat."

Qian Zhengkan was frightened, and immediately shouted: "If you let Ye Qing go, then you will spare that ghost Xuanzong this time."

The old ghost who escaped laughed, croaking like a crow, and said: "This ghost Xuanzong was established on this ghost road cemetery, and it can be regarded as some cause and effect with us, and please wait for the future not to dig up the grave, which will damage the foundation of the avenue."

Yuan Eleven looked the body in front of him up and down, and finally even he disliked himself, tonight Eleven's body was ugly and miserable.

Linglong said, "Young Master, you may need to refine a new body."

Yuan Eleven said: "Is there any way to restore that body?"

Linglong said: "I'm afraid you have to figure out how to do this yourself."

Yuan Eleven was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Linglong said frankly: "This may also be the need of the mission."

Yuan Eleven wanted to curse after hearing this, what kind of thing is this? And such a task!

Night Eleven's left eye really has no way to take the night eleven in front of him, and Night Eleven's body seems to have come back to his senses.

A faint voice came from the ghost painting behind the old ghost: "It's all gone."

An inexplicable energy flooded this small world like an ocean, one by one the laws were drawn between heaven and earth, a strange character condensed in the air, and as it fell, the entire hillside where the Ghost Xuanzong was located disappeared.

A figure was also thrown over, it was Yin Yeqing, Qian Zhengkan immediately stiffened his scalp, and rushed over to catch him.

The demon king in the body of Night Eleven seemed to be sealed, and his entire body didn't move.