End of ten days

Jiang Ruoxue and Lin Biao put their arms on Yan Zhichun's shoulders, instilling all their "karma" and "inspiration" into each other.

The expressions of the three people were all complicated, but at this moment nothing was more important than surviving.

Just as Tengu said, the "sun" under his feet has begun to glow faintly. Once the "final moment" comes, everyone will die from the "separation" of Tianlong.

Yan Zhichun looked at the eyeballs on the table with a heavy expression, and then asked softly: "Tengu... Is there ever a moment in the "Heavenly Level Moment" dominated by "Heart-stealing"? "

Tengu paused: "No."

"Has it never happened before?" Yan Zhichun asked again.

"Yes." Tengu nodded, "Human reason is a very mysterious thing. Even if the reason is taken away, the state displayed by everyone is not completely uniform, just like the various "aboriginals". "

Yan Zhichun has indeed seen all kinds of "aboriginal people". Some of them wander like zombies, some can barely hold a conversation, and some will repeat certain actions until they die.

Tengu sighed and said: "reason itself is a variable that is difficult to control. Moreover, losing reason will not only become an "aboriginal person", but may also enhance the opponent's "immortal magic". Neither Qinglong nor Tianlong can Take this risk. "

"Then..." Yan Zhichun felt that he could no longer continue to ask questions. This bizarre plan seemed to have more and more flaws. "An act that has never been implemented... Qi Xia called it the most important plan... It's really I’m the only one...do you think it’s strange?”

Tengu gritted his teeth and said: "I said... I just want to live. The struggle at the top is not in the scope of a small person like me. I only know that if he asks me to do this, I can live."

"A little person..." Digou, who was standing aside, laughed dumbly after hearing this, "As a "heaven-level" that every "zodiac sign" here wants to be...you call yourself a little person? "

"Isn't it..." Tengu turned to look at him, "This is "Taoyuan"..."Human level" is an ordinary person wearing a mask, "Earth level" is an ordinary person who has transformed his body, and "Heaven level" ” are ordinary people with eyeballs installed. What exactly is the difference between us? "

Tengu's expression gradually showed disappointment. He looked crazier than anyone else, but also seemed to understand better than anyone else.

Tengu shook his head and said: "Although I am called "Heaven Level", even if I am loaded with deadly weapons, I still know who should be provoked and who should not be provoked. After all, they have a hundred ways to kill me." . "

Yan Zhichun felt that the situation described by Tengu was no different from his own.

After so many years of training, she always felt that she had grown and become stronger, but at the last moment it all disappeared like an illusion.

She didn't seem to grow or become stronger, she just followed the path set by others.

She just wants to escape from this life that can be controlled by others, and other things are also beyond her scope of consideration.

Why for the "Ultimate Dao"...for the sake of "friendship"...

Unsure of what was real, she only wanted it for herself.

As long as the "moment of madness" mentioned by Tengu can be used to end this battle, there are only two endings left, either to be wiped out in ashes, or to completely escape from this false zone.

No matter which one it is, it is enough to end this absurd life.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhichun reached out and touched the eyeball in the center of the table. Under the guidance of the tengu, his mind surged and he poured his "heart-stealing soul" into the "energy storage".

The next second, she felt a cold touch coming from her fingers, as if they had been firmly sucked to her eyeballs, and she could not retract them at all.

The slightly shaking eyeball was like a greedy little mouth, sucking something from her body.

Yan Zhichun had never felt like this before. She only knew that what was sucked away from her was neither blood nor flesh, but something invisible...such as "faith".

Ringo and Jiang Ruoxue, who put their hands on her shoulders, also had uncomfortable expressions. A large amount of "faith" mixed with "reason" began to pour into Yan Zhichun's body through their arms, and then disappeared from Yan Zhichun's body.

A strange light began to shine on the entire workbench, and then even the sun under everyone's feet began to vibrate slightly, as if huge pupils began to shrink.

Everyone was unsteady on their feet. After Zheng Yingxiong stabilized his body, he wanted to go up and pull a few people away, but was stopped by the ground dog on the side.

"Okay... great..." Tengu said happily, "The "Crazy Moment" has come... I'm alive... I'm alive..."

He didn't care about the life and death of Yan Zhichun and others. He walked up crookedly and started to touch the other eyeballs: "Let's use hair this time, right? With "heart-wrenching" hair... This time there is no need to "penetrate"... It just needs to be touched, and by the way...it also needs to be "hidden"...those people cannot discover the existence of the hair..."

He released all the abilities he could think of from the eyeballs on the table, and the "energy storage" eyeball in the middle began to gradually turn red.

Because the "door" was not closed, the space of the "sun" connected with the "train", and the huge air flow began to spread into the carriage, making everyone feel something strange coming from under their feet.

…

Qi Xia carefully felt the touch coming from his feet, then raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, his expression finally relaxed a little.

"Even if there are living "variables" standing in front of me...it doesn't matter..." Qi Xia said to himself, "What should happen has happened..."

"What did you say, young man?" An unnatural expression flashed across the old man's face, because his subconscious always associated the young man in front of him with death.

Qi Xia didn't answer, just stared at the other person and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

The old man slowly threw the hair in his hand to the ground and said: "Hey... I can't change my bad habits... Ever since I knew that I could explore the "truth"... I always wanted to find out. "

Qi Xia knew that if he wanted to really feel at ease, he had to find a way to actively eliminate this variable.

He cannot die here, nor can he live here.

He can only disappear here.

"Okay." Qi Xia nodded, "How about you ask me directly, what do you want to know?"

"Young man..." the old man walked in the door and said hesitantly, "I have sought the "truth" twice, both times, and both times I met you... But the "truth" I sought these two times was completely different... so what? Will it point to the same answer? "

"Then what are you seeking?"

"I once asked where we came from and where we are going." The old man said, "Young man... the answer tells me that you were where we came from and you will be where we are going."

Qi Xia paused slightly after hearing this, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Although there are not many "variables", they are very deadly.

A "response" that can seek "answers" was obtained by a very curious person.

It needs to be stopped immediately before he tears the hole even wider.

This kind of "variable" is not even qualified to dream about.