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Chapter 91 Conspiracy

"No, I'm not dead, my wife is still waiting for me at home, ah..."                                                                                                                    �

I've messed up the sewed I've just messed up, tell me, how can I pay for it?"

"I'm really sorry, that guy is very cunning, I think it's still motionless..." In the blood mist above, Zhou Zhiwei looked at the sound because there were a lot of souls floating in the sky, which made him slowly lean over with curiosity.

In front of the soul pile, there were two evil spirits in the pawns. One of them was wearing a high hat with the big mortal carved on it. He held a long whip and locked a struggling soul. In the long rope behind him, there were more than a dozen dull and godless soul shadows tied up.

At this moment, he looked in front of him, wearing a pawn uniform and a high hat, but the words on the hat were broken, and he kept bowing and apologizing.

"Okay, don't talk about these false things. The soul that ran away under your hands just now smashed the people I just sewed. It's not too much to collect coins from you."

The Yin Chai, who was wearing a broken hat, seemed not so easy to talk to. He pinched the orchid finger of the soul stitching needle and pointed at the soul shadow that had just been hit in front of him.

"What the sir said, don't say one Shicoin, I will give three Shicoin, but..."                                                                                                                  

The slap of the mortal hat made a gesture, and slapped the soul that was still struggling with the whip with his soul, and looked around with a slap.

Zhou Zhiwei quickly followed about a hundred meters ahead, a figure wearing blood armor and wide-eyed detection mirror leaning forward, making the same move.

It was quite like the guerrillas leaned forward, but Zhou Zhiwei's body was facing the two of them.

Fortunately, the two secret differences seemed to care so much about living people, and started a "dirty" transaction in the pile of souls.

"Are you a new job?"

"Yes."

“Who introduced it?”

"No one introduces me, I heard from others..." "That's the price, I'll give you a discount. Your legs are a bit obvious when changing to other people's."

"You tell me a price, as long as I can afford it now, it's okay."

"Brother, please feel free to say three days of coins. Let me explain first. I just want to peel off and stitch. As for the fusion repair match, I can't do it at the moment. You have to find the remnant official."

"Okay, if you have to, just go..."                                                                                                                         

During the process, I asked about the "parts" that I didn't like.

Zhou Zhiwei was stunned when he saw the human body and soul were all broken, and he began to change it at will. Is this a decay of human nature or a distortion of morality?

In the soul warehouse.

"Let's wake up, let me see if you look like you."

As soon as Zhou Zhiwei entered, he pulled Hu Lei to the side to study. Hu Lei was woken up and was a little confused: "What did he look like?"

"Change whatever you want, just the handsome guy you became before."

"That's right, just like that, your body will change and be a little longer!"

So at Zhou Zhiwei's urging, Hu Lei changed from an old body to a handsome guy with long legs. Zhou Zhiwei asked, "What do you think?

Can it be fixed?"

"What does it feel?"

Hu Lei was a little confused, so he finally took a quiet rest for a while, but suddenly Zhou Zhiwei made this happen. He always felt that Zhou Zhiwei had nothing to do after helping him.

"That's, it's the kind that can last forever or not."

Zhou Zhiwei was not easy to describe, and finally pointed to Hu Lei's appearance: "It's just that he always looks like this, can he?"

Hu Lei shook his head: "How can this be done? My soul energy spreads out into shape, and the hoe is the same. Without relaxing, it will all be restored to its original state.

By the way, my legs are the same. This is just because of the excess soul energy in my soul body, spreading and transforming.”

Hu Lei said and raised his legs: "Maybe because of the small space, I used a lot of soul energy to transform these legs. Before he relaxed and rested, he began to dissipate, but the speed was a bit slow. It would probably take two or three days for him to dissipate."

This time Zhou Zhiwei understood that the size of the soul was determined before and after death, and the amount of soul energy was also determined. The five young men before were deducted without Zhou Zhiwei's fault.

The body was as big as when he came before, and then it became solid. After reaching a certain level, it no longer absorbed it. All the soul stones that were opened were fed back to Zhou Zhiwei.

Without the rhythm of becoming a fat man in one bite, Zhou Zhiwei left the soul warehouse with his own understanding.

At this time, Zhou Zhiwei had already circled around them, and was really curious, which made him not act rashly and try to collect his soul.

"Okay, it's already sewn. You try to keep your health. Then you can ask the remnant officials to merge."

After a while, the sewing cap outside was closed, and the suture technique was many times better than the broken arm of the broken limbs and arms that were carried by a thread.

Perhaps because of the comparison, Fan Mao Yincha was very satisfied with the long legs under him, slender and healthy. His dream of long legs when he was alive.

Although he can't move now, he is a ghost, just float away.

Moreover, these long legs are not a style. They are reincarnated after being integrated and will be like this body when they grow up.

"Thank you, this is three days of coin."

Fan Mao Yincha took out a three-character coin engraved with the words from his arms. This coin covered with dark patterns obviously looked much more solid than their soul bodies.

The silly hat smiled and picked it up, and threw it into his arms without fear of losing it.

"I'm also a happy guy, so let's do it. Please help me to recruit people. We'll make a 37-point share. If you find someone who has physical defects and doesn't have much money to exchange for at the Candu Pavilion, the key is that you don't have to talk too much..." Zhou Zhiwei saw that they reached a deal, and they matched each other with their arms and good brothers, and even had a long-term cooperation, he secretly stood up.

While the two of them whispered in the broken pile of souls, imparting experience and talking about cooperation.

Zhou Zhiwei touched the remaining body that was floating in front of him, but the remaining body was passed by a thin thread, and it seemed that it was ready to pack and take it away. He had not found a matching body splicing that matched his body.

The moment Zhou Zhiwei touched it, it was gone, it was gone, and the body connected to the tiny black silk thread was gone.

The secret who had originally been huddled in his remnant body and was involved in "big things" was exposed.

At first I was confused, so I was confused for a moment, and then I let out a shrill scream like a windbreaker.

"who?

!Who stole the remnant soul I collected!!!”
Chapter completed!
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