They are not friends of life and death, they just happen to get together to complete the task.

Not to mention only one living.

Kill everyone else and let yourself survive, K will kill without hesitation.

"Very good, this is the 'soil' I want." The white-faced man said something K didn't understand, "Then get up, kill him, kill him, and you can live."

The "soil" of sin, the "flower pot" condensed by various negative emotions.

Only then can we grow more, stronger and more special eternal mushrooms.

Among these two outsiders, whoever can survive will be qualified to become a "living basin".

The dead one can only become an ordinary petri dish.

Only those who survive are qualified to "survive".

Becoming a living pot of the eternal mushroom is a "gift" given by the Feng family.

"Okay, but now I..."

K hesitated.

He is in a bad state now. Not only does he lose his skills, but his limbs are also weak.

Where does the combat power come from?

That Xuanzang is not an ordinary person.

Even if K, who has the skill, will not be his opponent without sneak attacks.

It’s not that we don’t work hard, but that the enemy is too strong.

"It's okay, I can give you some little help." The white-faced man seemed very easy to talk to.

Then, he opened his mouth, his mouth wide enough to stuff it into an adult's fist.

There was a dark hole inside, and K couldn't see his tongue and teeth.

After taking a closer look, K found that the black hole in his mouth was "moving".

Squeeze out little by little.

"vomit!"

With the obvious sound of dry retching, something was vomited on the ground by a white-faced man.

That was a mushroom.

At least it is a plant that grows in the shape of a mushroom, or mushroom?

K has never seen such a mushroom, all black, and a colorful color appears and appears on the cover.

"Eat it." K pointed to the spit out corpse mushroom and Changsheng Mushroom said.

"ah?"

K was obviously stunned for a moment.

Eat it?

"Hmm?" The white-faced man's gentle tone changed and his tone rose.

"I'll eat!"

K immediately picked up the eternal mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth.

The corpse-driver next to him swallowed it in a hint of envy, jealousy, and sympathy.

Is this black mushroom poisonous?

K doesn't care.

All he wanted was to survive these few hours.

Once you get through it, you will be truly able to fly high.

After the preliminary treatment of "gods and demons", even if there are any sequelae, it can be alleviated and suppressed.

Then use real-world medicine to solve it.

In reality, K is a rich man and does not lack the money for treatment.

What he lacks is just the opportunity to survive.

"Go."

The white-faced man stood up and said to K, then looked at Tang Luo who was watching the fun, "You seem to be very confident?"

"Amitabha."

Tang Luo said, "Why did the donor say this?"

"Well, I'm more sure that my arrangement was ruined by you." The white-faced man said, his face suddenly becoming ferocious, "So! You can't live!"

While talking, K stood up, looked at Tang Luo and said, "Monkey, don't blame me."

"Not surprising."

Tang Luo said.

Sacrifice oneself for righteousness and kill oneself to achieve one's own good fortune is not something that everyone can do.

Just the suffering of death, why blame it?

"Then I'll send you to see your Buddha first."

K's eyes were red.

The black mushrooms that were eaten turned into surging forces, surging all over the body.

K felt that if he did not vent this power, he would probably explode and die.

"It would be great if you can do it."

Tang Luo said, and a palm in the air.

Empty palm!

K, who had just rushed into Tang Luo's body within ten meters, was shocked and flew backwards.

It fell in front of the white-faced man.

His red eyes widened, and his ferocious expression was still frozen on his face.

Although his body is still intact, he is already dead to death.

However, there was no aura of skill on K's body like Sun Ang.

The white-faced man looked at Tang Luo with a look of surprise.

"Next, which donor is planning to be converted by me first?" Tang Luo smiled.

Kill K, you won’t get much merit power, some symbolic.

If you want to kill me, I will kill you, and it will be more considered as cause and effect.

But the corpse-driver is different from the white-faced man in the Feng family.

After saving these two people, the power of merit is indispensable.

Anyway, it is also of +999.

"Sir, I'll do it!"

The corpse-driver stood up and said with sincerity.

Opportunities are rare—

"good."

Tang Luo appeared next to the corpse-driver and looked at him sideways.

He didn't even look at it, and slapped it with a casual palm.

The corpse-driver's chest instantly collapsed, and his upper body almost turned into a piece of paper.

The body flew backwards and hit the bus, causing the bus to hit the iron gate.

Accompanied by a few loud noises.

The bus that turned into a scrap iron rolled past the falling iron gate.

A sharp friction sound was made on the road outside the iron gate.

As for the corpse-driver, he had already broken it into pieces during the impact.

The best embalmer in the world, the sewing man, cannot restore him.

"It's not as resistant to beatings by the bronze armor." Tang Luo gave an accurate evaluation and looked at the white-faced man, "You look a little more resistant to beatings."

With the newer and better sandbags.

I didn't like the ones before.
Chapter completed!