My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1189

die?
suddenly.

Ye Fan had an idea.

Taoism promises: Put it to death and live later.

How about I kill myself?
If he could meet a talkative Bai Wuchang, he might not have to die.

Yes, just do it.

Men, you have to be tough on yourself.

But how to die?

this is a problem.

It would definitely not work to be stabbed to death with a knife, when the time comes, his body will become a hornet's nest, and he won't be able to go back even if he wants to.

It hurts to hit the wall.

Besides, with his body of copper and iron, even if he pretended to be unconscious, he couldn't be knocked to death.

"General Golden Crab, General Golden Crab!"

Ye Fan screamed crazily.

The latter immediately went to death row.

"What's the matter? Benefactor, I'm going to Heaven to help you find the third princess."

Ye Fan glared at him angrily.

Didn't you see that the knives were all on the neck at this time?

Still go to heaven.

Before you are in place, I will become a hornet's nest.

"Farewell, you don't have to go."

"But, you are my benefactor, how can I just watch you die?"

"Do you really want to help me?"

"Yes, as long as I don't make mistakes, I can do my best to help you."

"Okay, then give me a good time."

"What? Do you want me to kill you?"

"Yes, but be gentle, and it's better not to destroy my body and soul. Let's just say, do you have any poison? Give me some."

After thinking about it, Ye Fan seemed to think that taking poison was the most painless way to die.

"Uh... yes, there is, but it's very powerful."

"It's okay, give me one."

General Jin Crab hesitated for a long time.

Looking at the slowly falling knife, he broke his heart.

"Okay, then I'll give you one."

Poison started.

Ye Fan was relieved a lot.

"Okay, you go out! I don't want anyone to disturb me when I die."

"Oh, okay. Benefactor, go slowly, I wish you a safe walk."

"Yeah, okay."

Ye Fan replied perfunctorily, and immediately took the elixir after he left.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spit out.

"I'll go, this poison is so powerful."

then.

His eyes were darkened and he lost consciousness.

When he wanted to come again, his body was lying on the ground, while his soul was floating outside.

Ye Fan waited anxiously for the impermanence to come.

suddenly.

The entire death cell was full of gloomy winds.

A snow-white figure appeared in Ye Fan's vision.

Shirai Shadow is getting closer and closer.

He finally saw his face clearly, and immediately smiled wryly.

What luck am I?
He actually met the real Bai Wuchang Xie Bian?

Last time he slapped Xie Bi'an hard in the face.

If it fell into his hands this time, there must be no good fruit to eat.

It’s over.

This time it's completely hiccupped.

Even hope was dashed.

"Ok?"

Bai Wuchang recognized Ye Fan, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Don't you always take advantage of the wind? A person from the demon world."

"It's me, Seventh Master, can you let me live?"

Xie Bi'an found it interesting.

"Last time I called me by my first name, but this time I called you Qiye. You are so realistic."

"Hey, isn't it that people have to bow their heads under the eaves? If you were in the demon world, I would still call you by your name, maybe I would call you Xiao Ba."

Ye Fan is just breaking the jar now.

I don't care if you are one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, it's just.

"Haha, funny!"

Bai Wuchang squinted his eyes.

Playing with a mourning stick in his hand, he waved it every now and then.

The frightened Ye Fan was terrified.

If this thing is stained, it will definitely not die or be disabled.

Don't dare to fool around.

"You want to live?"

"Yes, I want to live."

"Give me a reason."

"There is no reason, it depends on whether you give face or not."

"Hehe, I can let you live."

Ye Fandun was shocked by Xie Bi'an's words.

Why?

Last time I slapped you in the face, Boss Niu's horns were stuck in your face, how could you still let me live?

Do you have a tendency to be abused?
"Don't be surprised. You are the representative of the demon world, and the underworld also has representatives. It seems that you have a good relationship with you. I don't want to make him sad, and I will repay you for him."

Ye Fan was stunned.

"You mean Meng Xincheng?"

"Yes."

"I said, why is he not afraid of death! He will go home when he dies, so he will be fine."

"Okay, then let me live." Ye Fan said lightly.

"Are you sure?"

As he spoke, Xie Bi'an's eyes moved to Ye Fan's 'corpse'.

I saw that his whole body was darker than blacks, and even after he died, he was still foaming at the mouth and twitching all over his body, which was obviously moderate to deep.

The poison of this golden crab is too strong.

The dead are not spared.

If Ye Fan returned to his body, within a second, he would have to die again.

It stands to reason that Ye Fan at this time is a condensed body of consciousness.

The real body is in the human world.

If you want to live, you can ask Bai Wuchang to send him back to the body directly.

But this body is a part of his soul condensed.

People have three souls and seven souls, if the corpse is abandoned here.

When he returns to the human world, he will lose a soul, even if he is not stupid, he will definitely be mentally retarded.

"Qiye, do you have a solution?"

Xie Bi'an showed a humane smile: "Yes, I will take care of you now that you are dead! Even if I take you away in front of the Dragon King, he will not be able to say anything. But there is one thing, why should I do this?"

"Don't you want to thank me?"

"That's right, I have paid off my kindness by promising to resurrect you. But if you want me to take you away, this is another price."

"Then I'll burn some paper money for you?"

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish."

If I had said that earlier, I would have understood.

Ye Fan glanced at him.

Although the clothes are clean and neat, it is hard to tell how many years they have been worn, and they are even a little worn out.

Everyone knows how to make money in business, but he can't.

He is rigid and doesn't like flattery.

No matter whether it is the soul that went down, or the errands of all parties, they will not flatter him.

This is called causing. For so many years, he has received nothing but basic salary.

Poor ones jingle.

"No problem, it's just money. I can give you the source of goods, and you can make a lot of money if you start a small business in the underworld."

Xie Bi'an shook his head: "I don't know how to do business, and I don't want to do it."

"White wolf with empty gloves?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched twice, and he gritted his teeth.

"Okay, then I will give you a part of the shares of Douyin in the demon world, and trillions of billions of funds will be credited every year."

The numbers are pretty scary.

But in fact, Ye Fan didn't give much, only about 5.00% profit.

Who made the value of Mingbi already big?

Xie Bi'an's eyes lit up.

Still have to do business.

It is dozens of times more than his salary.

"Then come with me."

Say it.

He waved the mourning stick.

Ye Fan's 'corpse' instantly recovered and became fair.

And his soul also turned into a ball of light, disappearing without a trace...

(End of this chapter)