Fighting a snake and hitting seven inches, the right handsome has a good trick to draw salary. ”

Pei Ye praised sincerely, and also applauded Quan Zhiyi in person.

SAVIOR, a terrorist organization, can make such waves, not by relying on the various enhancement buffs given by the [Gap of Life and Death], the strongest divine beast bloodline, immortal cultivation techniques, and elixirs at every turn...... Without these reliance, the core executives of SAVIOR are just a group of ordinary people.

At that time, it will be convenient to sanction with the iron fist of the law.

Quan Zhiyi smiled humbly.

"It's not my credit alone. In order to find out this information, the other team members also paid a lot. ”

For example, Gu Hao and his wife, who loyally followed him to help him, such as Ye Junyi, who repeatedly risked his life, and other comrades-in-arms who unswervingly supported him...... Support him and trust him for no reason. Without their help, Quan Zhiyi may have been able to achieve his goal, but the taste of walking alone for decades is a bitterness that cannot be described in words, and he hates bitterness the most.

"I'm lucky to have these guys to help and keep me company. ”

[Keep the clouds open and see the moon, there is no better future than this. 】

Pei Ye looked at his smoky gray eyes, which were full of heavy emotions that words could not bear.

In a trance, she even saw another very familiar but vague figure under his eyes.

She blurted out like a demon: "The ...... of the Seven Palaces"

The rest of the words were as suddenly jammed as a broken tape, and I didn't know what I was trying to say.

Quan Zhiyi, who had been smiling softly, heard her words, his face suddenly stiffened, and his body stood upright in place.

From an angle that Pei Ye couldn't see, those smoky gray eyes were full of ecstasy.

But that little ecstasy to Pei Ye's confused expression because of the stuck shell stagnated, and he silently restrained it.

He still had to pretend that he was okay and asked Pei Ye in a fake way.

"What did Mr. Xiao say about the 'Seven Palaces' just now?"

Pei Ye shook his head and prevaricated: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly felt that I had seen Quan Shuai somewhere." ”

Quan Zhiyi's expression was reluctant: "Quan Jijun in the real world is my clone, you think it's because of him." ”

Pei Ye was noncommittal.

Only she knew in her heart that it was not because of Quan Jijun.

Although the figure of the young man she saw in a trance was very vague, she had a premonition in her heart-

That appearance is different from the power of this king, and it is not the same as the power in front of him.

It should be a young man in a dark green shirt, Rumo's long hair is loosely tied behind his head by a dark green hairband, and two naughty strands of hair will hang down from his forehead......

His hands should be very long, the knuckles of his fingers are distinct, the skin of his palms is slightly cool, and there is a delicate touch like a good cold jade......

His voice should be as good as a mountain stream and a clear spring, but he doesn't like to talk, and outsiders call him a few times, and he will be lazy and respond......

This person—

Who is he?

What are the seven halls?

Pei Ye closed his eyes and tried to concretize the image of this person in his mind, but he always felt that something was missing, and there was a thick white veil between himself and him. She wanted to forcibly piece it together, but the image in her mind turned against her, and the figure was not clear but gradually faded.

[Who the hell are you!]

Pei Ye shouted in his heart.

The man's footsteps did not pause in the slightest, and he walked farther and farther.

Pei Ye felt that he was divided into two people - one watched coldly like a spectator, calmly analyzing the identity of the figure, this was her "Pei Ye", while the other tried her best to resist the oppression imposed on her, and her heart was filled with strong unwillingness and anger, this was the "one-tenth of the previous life's previous life" of the previous trial copy. These vague memories are also the latter.

I don't know when, a big cold sweat broke out on Pei Ye's forehead, and his lips were as white as blood.

She felt that part of the vague memory was jumping in her mental realm, jumping sideways from side to side, stimulating her spiritual bottom line.

At the moment when her inexplicable emotions were about to get out of control, a palm as cold as a cold jade gently covered her eyelids.

An unfamiliar male voice sounded in my ears.

“...... If you can't think of it, don't force yourself, just let it be......"

“...... What I want to tell you is ......"

“...... I've been, always been waiting for you......"

[Waiting for you to come back.] 】

The voice was soft, ethereal, as if it came from the sky.

It seems that a gust of wind can blow it away.

Pei Ye opened her eyes suddenly, but what she saw was the ceiling of the living room in the small attic, and she sat up straight in a cold sweat.

"Why did you faint all of a sudden?"

The Night King, who heard the movement, leaned in, his face enlarged before her eyes.

Pei Ye raised his hand and pushed his face away.

"You said I fainted?"

"yes, I fell down in the cold. If it weren't for the right man by your side, you would probably have to rush down to the second floor. ”

Pei Ye: "......"

She didn't feel any physical discomfort, but she had an indescribable tiredness in her spirit.

"Oh, I'm probably too tired, after all, the last trial scene was quite tortuous. ”

She stretched out with a blank look on her face.

Night King: "......"

Won't this woman feel sorry when she says this?

The castle demon in the previous trial scene is more dog-legged than the eunuchs around the emperor, vividly explaining what it means to lick a dog.

No, lick the "devil".

She actually said that there were too many twists and turns in the last trial scene, which tired her......

"You're so 'squeamish'. ”

The Night King pouted and accented the word "squeamish".

Pei Ye cheekily accepted the compliment.

This operation of climbing up the pole really made the Night King diaphragm.

The pendulum clock in the small attic was still ticking, calculating the time, and the rest time between Pei Ye and the Night King was almost over.

When the time is over, either continue to the next trial reincarnation, or leave the [Gap of Life and Death].

The Night King was surprised, "We have a second choice?"

According to the consistent routine of the infinite stream, one must work hard to meet certain conditions before he can leave the main god space.

Pei Ye had an expression of just leaving, and he really regarded the [Gap of Life and Death] as his home.

"If you want to go, follow me, if you want to leave you to play, I won't accompany you, and I have to teach the students tomorrow. She had a "ruthless pull" on her face, anyway, the second dungeon task has been completed, and the overlord also said that the Night King has no "use value".

The Night King hesitated.

My sister is here, and he doesn't want to leave.

But before the decision could be spoken, he was taught a lesson by Ye Junyi.

People have a very good reason.

The god-level team is currently full, and there is no pit of the Night King. Even if there is a vacancy, their trial task is terrifyingly difficult, and if one is not careful, all the people will be led, and the Night King will also be held back. The king of killers who is calling for wind and rain from the outside world, and the trial scene of hell difficulty is also scum. But if you don't take him with you and let him reincarnate with other teams, Ye Junyi is worried.

THE BEST OUTCOME WOULD BE FOR HIM TO LEAVE, AND THEN HIDE INCOGNITO AND NOT BE FOUND BY SAVIOR.

WHEN SAVIOR IS ERADICATED, THE CRISIS ALARM CAN BE COMPLETELY LIFTED.

"But sister......

Ye Junyi is as domineering as a queen and does not give room for negotiation.

"Do as I say! You don't have a choice!"

The Night King was just about to refute, but his eyebrows were poked.

"Xiao Wang, we will all live well until the day we are truly reunited. ”

“...... Good. ”

Pei Ye on the side subconsciously looked up at Quan Zhiyi, and coincidentally, the latter also looked at her.

The two looked at each other and moved away in tacit agreement.

Quan Zhiyi smiled lightly.

The ban on his body always reminds him-

The time is not yet ripe.

(End of chapter)