Yunfeng took a deep breath and inserted a silver-white memory chip into the groove of a glass cabin.

"Whoa!"

The moment the silvery-white memory chip was inserted into the groove, the liquid that encased the clone boiled violently, as if it were boiling water.

A faint soft light covered the glass cabin, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, Ling Feng in the glass cabin slowly opened his eyes.

"Click!"

It was as if an egg had shattered, and a crack appeared in the glass cabin.

"Damn, why am I naked? You guys, turn around!" Ling Feng fell from the glass cabin, his face flushed, and he was extremely embarrassed to cover his life.

"Really resurrected?"

"But, is he still Ling Feng?"

Everyone looked at Ling Feng who was holding his life in a daze, and their expressions were complicated.

"Ming Hao, give me a piece of clothing!" Ling Feng ran to Ming Hao's side with an embarrassed expression.

"Do you remember me?"

"Damn, how could I not remember you, you are stupid for me?" A look of dissatisfaction appeared on Ling Feng's face, and he said, "Hurry up and give me a piece of clothing!"

"Oooh!"

Ming Hao's expression was a little sluggish, and with a spread of his right hand, a seed kept vibrating, turning into wisps of tentacle-like branches and leaves, covering Ling Feng's body.

"Whew!" exhaled a breath of turbidity, a trace of doubt flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and said, "This is here?"

Suddenly, Ling Feng's expression froze, and he looked at the figure in the glass cabin, "What are these?"

With a look of shock in his eyes, Ling Feng suddenly turned his head to look at the place where he had just fallen, looked at the cracked glass cabin, and said in a lost voice, "I also fell out of this glass cabin?"

"Yunfeng, go on!" Shu said with a complicated expression.

"Hmm!"

The clones of the members of the Cloud Dragon Clan were resurrected, and Ling Feng could see that something was wrong no matter how stupid he was.

Five minutes later, Ling Feng, Feng Dao, Du Fei, Ye Li, Yun Shangtian, Su Feng and the others were surrounded by branches and leaves, and they stood in front of them.

"You should have guessed some!" Shu Guo looked at the gloomy faces of Ling Feng and the others, sighed, and said, "Actually, you are all dead, and now you are just clones!"

Su Feng's face was as pale as snow, his voice was indifferent, and he asked, "How did I die?"

"Killed by Li Ling!"

"What about me?"

"Also died in the hands of Li Ling!"

"You were all killed by Li Ling!"

Ye Li's expression was gloomy, and his long and narrow eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said, "What about the boss?"

There was a silence!

"Comfortable, where's the boss?" Du Fei's face froze, and a look of nervousness flashed in his eyes.

"Tell us, what about the boss?" Su Feng's voice trembled.

"Boss, it's dead!"

"How is that possible?"

"No, you must be lying, the boss can't die, how can the boss die?"

"Who, who killed the boss?"

"The boss is dying with the martial god of the capital!"

"Why is this happening? Isn't the boss all the way with the Martial God of the Capital? What the hell is going on?"

"Revenge, I want to avenge my boss!"

Du Fei's face was hideous, and the black light in those eyes was covered, like a black hole, devouring the earth's magnetic field in all directions.

Suddenly, Du Fei was shocked, and his face showed a look of astonishment, "I, my ability is gone!"

"Oh no, my abilities are gone!"

"What's going on? Why is my ability missing?"

The eight clones are the most calm in Yeli, he is not an anomaly, he has a skill, and he relies on assassination skills.

"That's true!" Nursery rhyme looked at Ling Feng's frightened expressions and said, "The boss said that the cloning technology has a big flaw, and even if you are resurrected, you may lose your abilities. Also, you have a short lifespan and could die at any time. Ling Feng, from today onwards, you will live the life of an ordinary person! This is also what the boss wants to see. ”

"The life of an ordinary person?" a hideous look appeared on Ling Feng's face, "Do you think we can live that kind of life?"

"If we lose our ability, we will do logistics!" Feng Dao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said: "Anyway, my ability is not strong, and it is no problem to be in charge of logistics intelligence!"

"No, we all have clones, why doesn't the boss have clones?" Suddenly, Su Feng raised his head suddenly, looked at them, and his eyes flashed with anticipation, "Where is the boss's clone?"

"No!" Shu's eyes were red and his voice trembled, "I can't find a clone of the boss!"

There was a gloomy look in the beautiful eyes of the nursery rhyme, "It can be seen from the video left by the boss that the boss is extremely disgusted by the existence of clones. So, it's unlikely that the boss will prepare a clone for himself. ”

"It hurts!" Suddenly, Feng Dao's face changed greatly, full of pain, and he covered his heart, "My heart hurts so much!"

"Oops!"

Shu's face changed dramatically.

"I'm coming!"

Ming Hao's expression was cold, and he stepped forward quickly, and a seed in his right hand shot into Feng Dao's mouth like a bullet.

"He, he doesn't have a heart?" As soon as the seed fell into Feng Dao's mouth, Ming Hao's face changed drastically, and he looked at him in disbelief.

"Heart?" Ye Li's eyes flashed with fierceness, and with a lift of his right hand, his sharp nails pierced his heart.

Blood sprayed, but there was no trace of pain on Yeli's face.

"Yeri, what are you doing?"

"Heart, his heart!"

Blood was gushing out of the red ground, and as Ye Li's right hand opened the wound, everyone could vaguely see that there was a strange crystal nucleus circulating in his heart, and there was no heart at all.

Lowering his head, a miserable smile appeared on Ye Li's face, "Is this the energy that supports us to survive?" ”

"This energy is running out so fast, we will last for an hour or two at most!"

"Go back, back to the glass pod!"

Du Fei waved his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it, the boss is dead, and there is no point in us living!"

"Du Fei is right, even if we survive, what's the point? No one or no ghost, I feel disgusting when I look at it!"

Su Feng and the eight of them leaned together, with a free and easy look on their faces.

"Brothers, I don't know if our group of people can go to hell if they are not ghosts or ghosts!"

"Hehe, isn't our deity already dead!"

"Also, I hope that we can meet in hell!"

At a depth of 100 meters in the basement of this research room, in a suggestion of less than fifty square meters, a vague figure sat cross-legged in the glass cabin.

Colorful biochemical nuclei are inlaid on the top of the glass cabin, and this glass cabin is different from the glass cabin above, it is made of spiritual jade.

"Buzz!"

The space shook, and the earth's magnetic field in the chamber was twisted, like a terrifying storm, pouring into the glass cabin.

"Hey!"

A sigh, indescribable loneliness.