Snow mountains and flames seem to not belong to the same world. At the moment when the bright flames rise, they are so disharmonious compared to the white snow and light pink peach blossoms.

The strips on the stone pillars suddenly rose up, and no one could have time to stop them.

For some reason, my mentality suddenly moved from the confrontation to the same camp as Lao Zhu. When I heard the weird guy say that those ghost grasses would hurt, I seemed to feel the pain of being burned, but I shook my head and woke up a little. The fire was burning there, so how could I feel the pain?

Seeing Lao Zhu being surrounded by female ghosts and unable to get up, I really felt a little sympathetic. No matter what, he looked like an old man after all. But thinking about his tough attitude towards the monster before, I hated him so much that he was itchy, as if he was the only reason in the world! I understand that if the Yellow Bird had not been inserted halfway through, we might not be able to get rid of the entanglement of the ghost grass, and the monster's life would have to be handed over, but letting the Yellow Bird not care about it is not a good thing. This is very contradictory. Which side should I lean towards?

Perhaps except for the weird guys, the other people's positions are shaking left and right, watching. There is no winning or losing in this book. At this moment, the final winner is the one who can escape unscathed. We have been benefited by the oriole fisherman once. This time, can we find an opportunity to take the opportunity to escape in the confrontation between them and Lao Zhu?

Ma Jiuhang was the chief director who had been in charge of thousands of surgeries. He didn't care how terrifying the corpse placed in the coffin was. He moved very quickly and stood next to the coffin board. Of course, the flames on the cloth strip instantly suppressed the momentum of the ghost grass, and he was not at all dangerous. But at the same time, as I saw in my dream, once the green blood vessels connecting the body were interrupted, within a few minutes, the ** would quickly turn into a dead bone.

The process of corruption began with the beating of the fire. But the result of corruption was definitely not what he wanted. I remember that when he and Dongdong first appeared, he clearly said a few words of regret to those coffins that had become rotten into scum!

Since it was a pity, why do you still do this? I could hear the movement of the bones in the corpse. They were forced to deform in the shrinking skin, and finally broke with a few "clicks" sounds, making a very uncomfortable sound.

Vice President Ma was waiting for it, as if it was at this time. He pulled open his waist bag, took out a pair of rubber gloves and put it on, and then pulled out a scalpel prepared in advance from a box.

He pinched the opportunity to be broken, and suddenly reached into the coffin, not knowing what he was flirting with!

"He wants to...take his memory..."

I was so disgusting that I wanted to lower my head to avoid this scene, but the weird guy next to me was speechless: "He wants to take that thing!"

My little prince and I looked at each other and suddenly understood what he meant. Ma Jiuhang is committed to studying "soul transfer", so his purpose is to dig out the ghost weeds from these corpses that can preserve and convey memories!

Before the life-extending ceremony begins, the coffins are placed in a straight line, and no one can tell where the ghost grass grows. After the decay is over, it is difficult to patrol the traces of a small object on a pair of dead bones. Therefore, after the blood vessel is inserted and the position of growth is found, and then the decay is completely over, it is the best time to start before the decay is completely over!

"!"

The extremely harsh gunshots sounded again, and my heart was raised to my throat, afraid that someone among us couldn't help but rush over!

"!"

The gunshots were endless, as if Dongdong had finished half a box of bullets in one breath! But as a result, the dull sound of falling to the ground sounded from the front. I saw the female ghosts in red who were originally protecting Lao Zhu, all of them were lying on the ground and wailing. Some might have died, and some injured their legs. It turned out that they suddenly jumped up and wanted to stop Ma Jiuhang's actions at a critical moment!

These people had no idea at all. The behavior just now should be the instruction issued by their backbone Lao Zhu. Lao Zhu couldn't stand up yet, so he had to let these servants try to die. How could they be able to fight against bullets?

The process of Ma Jiuhang continued after a brief pause for dozens of seconds, without much influence. I saw him stuffing a piece of corpse tissue he dug into a transparent ball. The dark green liquid stored there was obviously an indispensable nutrient solution.

I once saw him using this method under the South China Sea to provide a living brain. Coincidentally, before traveling to the South China Sea, we also saw this thing in the Overlord’s Treasure:

The woman in the Jiuzhou Square Ding holds a transparent crystal ball in her arms, and the dragon's heart is stored there. Obviously, this storage method has been proven to be feasible and effective.

I suddenly had a doubt: How did Ma Jiuhang develop this method? First, the Yellow Bird who entered the Overlord's Treasure, Dongdong or the public who followed behind saw this scene, so after returning, the Yellow Bird borrowed this storage method; second, this method was originally modern craftsmanship. The woman in the Jiuzhou Square Ding brought the heart of the well-preserved dragon into the Overlord's Treasure from outside!

It's getting weirder. Where should the timeline be calculated? Who could have thought that the treasure of overlords in our eyes that we had just allowed us to see a look. After going through so much, we will look back on that initial adventure, which is simply another story!

“Back a little.”

I was stunned as Ma Jiuhang used the cloth strip to tie the next stone pillar. Lin Yue quietly walked to me at some point, put his hand on my shoulder, and whispered.

I came to my senses and saw Mr. Dong and others, I also resisted the desperate efforts of fighting with the Yellow Bird and quietly retreated. It seems that everyone is worthy of being rational animals to survive until now. In this situation, I have to control my emotions and prepare to apply oil to the soles of my feet in advance.

The bear skin witch is always very keen. She looks more nervous than others. She turns her head from time to time, then takes a step back, and anxiously reminds the men in front of her.

It seems that something will happen, but what else can happen? I can't think of it, and Lin Yue didn't say much.

So now, after the journey to Kunlun has come to this point, we can finally leave? So we left without any obstacles?

When things started to progress so smoothly, I felt unaccustomed to it. The weirdo's reaction also made me very unaccustomed to it. He, like Dr. Zhang Xiaoye and Dr. Lin, no longer struggled.

I felt very uneasy and retreated a little bit, and retreated to the Crescent Bridge to meet with the large army. Standing there, on Kunlun Ruins, the picture that was almost the same as the top wall of Penglai Island became more and more blurred. Although it was hard to see clearly from the beginning, it seemed that the altitude was too high and it was inserted into the clouds directly, but the blur here was different from the clouds, but the sky really began to dark.

I had to blink constantly to keep myself energetic. With such light and the movements in the pipes at the bottom of my feet, my steps back were getting softer and softer, almost to the point where I had to be supported by Lin Yue and Lin Zheyu. In my drowsiness, I always felt that besides the nutrient solution, there was something else passing through the ground, walking through and coming out...

"She's out! Hey, it's okay!"

Reality and dreams are in progress again. As Liu Jianguo said this in the dark, Liu Wanting also breathed a long sigh.

Something that was walking under the ground quietly emerged somewhere. I heard the bearskin witch gasp and the steps that were holding me were slapped.

"Let me see... Let me see her..."

"Don't get up, take a break quickly, I'll report it to you..."

"Ah, is this, is the other me?" Liu Wanting's extremely tired voice had a hint of warmth, "Haha, she hasn't opened her eyes yet..."

"It should be that I have to continue to develop inside. I will observe and then help her puncture the egg sac... Come on, your body is the most important thing. Don't sleep, lie flat and watch her rest!"

The sound of everyone's footsteps trampling on the wooden bridge was so harsh. I was tired and couldn't exert any effort to toss and just wanted to sink into that dark dream and wait until all this was over.

But, why is my dream dark?

After the operation of the stone pillar brought me to the past when Liu Wanting gave birth to me, I had never seen the scene at that time. Because I was too young at that time, Liu Wanting said that I had not opened my eyes yet, and Liu Jianguo said that my development had not been completed, so it should be reasonable that I could not see the scene. After all, these dreams are just my memories.

However, [Memory].

Why can't I remember how an old man, Liu Jianguo, worked hard to nurture me when he was one or two years old, and when he was four years old, a troublemaker in the village fell me, but he could remember the scenes when he was just born in such a detailed and clear way, even as if they were screened on a video player, which can withstand any scrutiny and replay without loopholes?

I have to wonder again whether this memory is mine. How can it belong so clearly to a newborn baby and remember it again after so many years?

After experiencing the dream of Yushan, I suspected that the memory actually belonged to Liu Wanting, but now it is obvious that the speculation is not true. I can see her tired face and smile at me. What deep love do they have for me?

I calculated the occasions where I could see that memory: Yushan Shenling, Baigongshan Hotel, Kunlun. Only when I keenly feel the nutrient solution surging, can I have a familiarity and fall into a dream.

These dreams are far less simple than just a memory. Does it exist in my mind and what does it mean?

"Everything is down!"

I opened my eyes with a sensation. The world was still dark, and Kunlun's night was still coming.

Only the flames ignited by Ma Jiuhang were left, and at this moment, they were jutting on the top of the snow-capped mountains under the night sky, which was particularly dazzling.
Chapter completed!