In a wail.

Lin Zhe's heart was revealed.

Orange Heart!

"Surgeon, I think I'll use a spell to replace the patient's heart right away, and we'll play with the heart. Mazu Akatsuru looked at the orange heart, and his eyes lit up.

"I protest!" Lin Zhe cried with a sad face, his whole heart was looked at by more than a dozen seniors, what was the matter, he was so ashamed, he wanted to sleep.

The key is so painful, I can't sleep at all.

"Protest is ineffective!" the watermelon chief waved his hand in agreement.

"Don't worry, I just made a resurrection circle for the little Daoyou, and it took a lot of rare materials, and the original resurrection circle also needs to fuse the essence and blood of the little Daoyou, the fit, etc., but the grade of the little Daoyou is not high, and it will take effect immediately!" Qingyuan Shengzun smiled.

After all, surgery is very dangerous, as a person who has come over, and is a caring senior, he just deliberately made a low-level resurrection circle.

"Oh, that means we can die. The watermelon chief looked excited, and the scalpel in his hand trembled.

The scalpels of several seniors are also extremely tough, and they are all artifacts when they are taken out, otherwise they will not be able to cut through Lin Zhe's divine body.

Fortunately, the seniors are very wealthy, and a few scalpels can still be afforded.

Lin Zhe has the heart to die, why are these seniors so strange.

What about thoughtfulness?

Also, what if it's just surgery, why are they all staring at my heart?

"I want to know, is Qingyuan's predecessor's resurrection array reliable?" Lin Zhe trembled, as if he was going to die again

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And he died on the operating table.

It's weird, isn't it?

"Don't worry, Qingyuan Daoyou is an eight-grade spell practitioner, and it couldn't be easier to make a third-grade low-level resurrection array. The red crane shook the scalpel, eager to dig out his heart right away.

"However, the resurrection circle is still a rare circle after all, and the materials are also very rare, so it is not the best to use it. The watermelon Taoist finally said something that the seniors should say, "Let's pay attention to one point, it's best not to die." ”

"I think it's good to just kill the little Taoist friend, less pain, Amitabha. "The abbot of no anger proposed.

Bah!

Listen to it.

Is this what a monk should say?

I want to go home.

Lin Zhe is just asking for a good time now, his heart hurts, yes, it really hurts, because his heart is now in the hands of the Chihe real person with ADHD.

"It's okay, take the knife!" Qingyuan Shengzun said fiercely.

You know, he has been studied for more than half a year, and he has died several times, and the resurrection circle that has been prepared for thousands of years has been used up!

Young people nowadays, they have only died once, what is there to be afraid of.

Qingyuan Holy Venerable sighed, the past was unbearable, and when he thought about it, he felt a faint pain in his heart.

"In this way, let's let the little Taoist friends choose for themselves!" the Grape Daoist stood up and proposed.

"Okay!" The watermelon Daoist, as the chief surgeon, also agreed with this plan, looked at Lin Zhe, and asked, "Little Daoyou, do you want to die!"

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Forehead!

Lin Zhe really wanted to cover his face.

He seriously doubted whether there was a problem with the communication ability of the watermelon chief, and even asked himself if he wanted to die!

Do you want to die?

Who wants to die!

Watermelon senior, you are now very much like the villain in the TV series.

Lin Zhe looked at the amiable smiling face of the watermelon Taoist and didn't know what to say.

For a long time, there was silence in the air.

"It's understandable, whoever is sick always wants to die!" "The Grape Daoist broke the silence, "In this way, we should pay attention to it during the operation, old Chihe, this is your territory, and give the little Taoist a heart." ”

"Okay!" replied with a large hand grabbing the void with a beating heart.

Lin Zhe was dumbfounded, worthy of being a Chihe senior, and he could conjure a heart.

Chihe Zhenren seemed to understand Lin Zhe's mind and explained, "This is my territory, the world I have shaped for thousands of years, here, I can do anything, even." ”

The real person of the red crane looked at the Qing Yuan Saint Venerable.

"Old Akazuru, get out, don't beat my idea, you made my royal body surgery, and now I feel distressed when I think about it. Qingyuan Holy Venerable scolded angrily.

He still remembers that many years ago, his royal body was discovered by Chihe, and just like Lin Zhe, he was tied to the operating table.

Although his cultivation is very high, he is still imprisoned in the territory of the Chihe real person, there is no reason, just because this is the ashram of the Chihe real person, and he can control every grass and tree here as he wants.

Thinking of this, Qingyuan Holy Venerable rolled his eyes.

When will you invite Maru Tachizuru to sit where you are, so that he can taste what it is like to be operated on!

"Well, the seniors have mercy, I'm still young and don't want to die. Lin Zhe sighed, in just half a year, he died several times, in his words, that is, dead vomited.

"Don't worry, you won't die!" Chihe smiled secretly, making Lin Zhe's heart chill.

Dead what die!

What's so good about dying.

Lin Zhe complained in his heart, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

It's really good to die, I almost forgot, isn't my cultivation the Death Book, as long as you can be resurrected, of course, the more you get, the better!

Suddenly I want to die, what should I do!

Lin Zhe suddenly felt that he was very perverted, but who called himself a Death Treasure Book!

Think about the fact that I was still worried about the resurrection circle at the beginning, isn't this the resurrection circle sent to the door?

That's it!

Lin Zhe's face changed, and he smiled.

"What are you laughing at, it's weird!" asked the Grape Chief, grimly.

"Watermelon senior, I'm sorry for you, send me back to the West with a knife! I suddenly want to die!" Lin Zhe looked solemn!

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

The dozen or so seniors present were collectively stunned!

They seem to have heard someone begging for death!

"What did you say? Say it again. The watermelon Taoist touched his ears, afraid that he had heard it wrong.

"I heard the little Taoist friend say that he wants to die!" said the real person of Chizuru smiled.

"Well, I've already driven the Resurrection Circle. Qingyuan Saint Venerable nodded.

"Yes, please don't pity me, seniors, just kill me, thank you!" Although Lin Zhe couldn't move, his expression was very sincere.

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Are young people so wild today? Are we old?

It's really hard to understand what young people think!

The seniors stared at each other in disbelief.

"I suddenly couldn't get off the knife. The watermelon Taoist shook his head and said with a wry smile.

As a senior in the cultivation realm, he has experienced a lot of winds and waves, and it is the first time he has seen such a sincere person seeking death.

"I'm coming!" Qingyuan Saint Venerable stepped forward, he wanted to pass on the death he had harvested before to this lovely little junior.

"Qingyuan senior, please aim a little, I'm afraid that I haven't died, and the pain is unbearable. Lin Zhe looked serious.

Although he is quite immune to pain, it is better to forget the unnecessary pain, I am still a child.

...... Qingyuan Shengzun was a little speechless, as a senior who had experienced a hundred battles, he suddenly didn't know how to kill, and he didn't know where to start.

Long......

Real Takatsuru stepped forward.

"I'll do it anyway. ”

Qingyuan Saint Venerable nodded, and it was decided!

"No anger Abbot, please put away the hemostatic spell, and the blood of the god body can also be studied. ”

After all, the Akatsuru real person has an extra basin in his hand......