Life is a wonderful thing.

Before Ah Bing was still fighting with Xuan Li for life and death.

In the blink of an eye, in the dream realm, an old man and a young man sat cross-legged, and Xuan Li taught A Bing the Xuanwu hegemony technique.

In the dream realm, although Ah Bing couldn't cultivate, his consciousness and memory were there, and he tried his best to understand this supreme technique three thousand years ago word by word.

Xuan Li is probably right, this Holy Sect Exercise inherited from ancient times is indeed much more esoteric and obscure than the Wu team's stall exercise, plus Ah Bing's brain capacity is not large, so it is extremely difficult to understand for a while.

However, Ah Bing didn't know when he would wake up from this dream, so he simply listened slowly.

Time keeps ticking.

When Xuan Li finally taught Ah Bing the complete Xuanwu Hegemony Body Technique, Ah Bing felt like 10,000 years had passed.

"Understood, little one." Xuan Li looked at Ah Bing in front of him.

Ah Bing nodded thoughtfully, and was about to speak.

Suddenly.

The white space around them began to distort, and deafening sounds smashed from the sky.

"When...... While...... Dangdangdang......"

The rhythmic sound almost shattered the entire space, and Xuan Li immediately frowned:

"Oh no, you're about to wake up."

He stepped forward and grabbed Ah Bing's collar: "Remember the task I gave you, and find the Immortal Orb at all costs!" ”

Ah Bing nodded stunnedly: "Okay, but how should I contact you in the future." ”

"I will live in your dreams for a long time, as long as you dream at night, I will appear!" Xuan Li hurried to admonish.

As soon as he heard this, Ah Bing's face turned green!

Every time you dream of this old man?

Then how will he meet the young lady in his dreams in the future?!

Wouldn't that be the rest of your life, where every dream is a nightmare?!

"Damn, this won't work......"

Ah Bing realized Xuan Li's disgusting place and was about to say something, but the notes that fell from the sky became louder and louder, and then the entire dream space was like a broken mirror, shattered into tens of millions of pieces......

Heaven and earth collapsed, and Ah Bing woke up.

He snapped open his eyes and found himself in a pitch-black space where he couldn't see his fingers.

The sound of the music is still coming.

Bing listened carefully.

Damn, it's mourning!

And in the midst of the mourning, there are still people singing:

"Friends at the scene, let us use the last three bows to bid farewell to our dearest Xu Bing, as the youngest security guard in Zhonghai City, he was only 18 years old, and finally fell to work......"

Hearing this, Ah Bing was shocked.

What the hell?!

Dead yourself?

He looked left and right, and then found that the dark environment around him was actually a coffin!

Before he had time to think about it, he kicked it with one foot!

Bang!

The lid of the coffin shot a puff of white ash and rolled to the ground.

Ah Bing sat up from the coffin and looked at the people at the memorial service.

For a while, the whole scene was stupid for people and ghosts.

Ah Bing's parents in the audience, Team Wu, Zhang Biao, Li Lingwei, and a large group of people who came to the banquet looked at Ah Bing stupidly.

Ah Bing also looked stupidly at the wreaths and white paper all over the ground below, as well as the banquet behind......

"Mom, my son cheated the corpse!"

Suddenly, Ah Bing's mother took the lead in shouting, and immediately rolled her eyes and fainted backwards.

Screams were immediately heard in the field, and the crowd fled frantically backwards, and the scene was chaotic.

"What kind of chicken feathers ......"

Ah Bing said a word, hurriedly crawled out of the coffin, and stepped forward to support his mother.

"Mom, wake up, I'm not dead yet!"

Seeing him speak, the people around him calmed down and came over cautiously.

"Bing, why are you alive again?"

"I'm not dead at all, who said I'm dead?!" Ah Bing's face was inexplicable.

"But...... Your spine has been beaten into three sections, your heartbeat is gone, your body has already begun to stiffen, and the doctors say that you are dead, so we have a memorial service for you. Zhang Biao swallowed and said.

"Don't worry, my life is in danger." Ah Bing shook his head slightly, "How long have I been in a coma?" ”

"It's a bit long, fifteen days."

"Has it been so long......"

Ah Bing was shocked in his heart, he had only been in a coma for eight hours before he was stabbed on the waist, but this time he lay down for a full fifteen days, which shows how heavy the injury was this time.

"Then Ah Bing, since you are alive, will we still eat this table?" Another relative next to him asked.

Ah Bing slowly stood up.

"You can skip the seat, but I'll keep the coffin."

"Why did you keep a coffin?"

A Bing's eyes froze:

"Go to the provincial capital and find a woman."