Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Everyone, opportunities often lie in crises!" Wang Dehai suddenly said loudly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on him, an ordinary person.

He is obviously an ordinary person, but at this time he is acting calmer than ordinary imperial masters.

"Nightmare has no entity in reality, but now the entire Ivy City is covered by its paradox, which means that we have all entered a dream, and only the dream can hurt the dream!

This is our chance!

As long as we find the main body of the nightmare and defeat it, we will naturally survive this crisis. "

"Wang Ju, what you said is light and easy, not to mention whether you can defeat the nightmare, but just saying that it is difficult to find the nightmare. Luvine City is so big, and it is still in its treacherous domain. Where can you find the nightmare?"

Wang Dehai was not angry when faced with doubts, but looked at Yang Ming: "Captain Yang, take that thing out."

Yang Ming nodded, then turned and left.

When he came back, he had a dark golden box in his hand.

This box is completely made of the steel of the soul, there is no gap on it, it is welded to death.

For a moment, all eyes were on the box.

Afterwards, Yang Ming pulled out a dark golden short knife from his waist, and slashed at the box fiercely.

A sour voice sounded.

The next second, the box opened, and inside was a pen.

A very old black pen, like a product of the last century.

As soon as this pen appeared, a strange and chilly atmosphere began to pervade the conference room.

It was as if the pen was alive, with a pair of eyes full of resentment staring at everyone, making people shudder.

"This is... a trick!" Someone exclaimed.

Compared to Fang Xiu and Yang Ming, most of the imperial masters did not have and had never seen trick weapons.

Every trick weapon is very precious, not just anyone can have it.

Wang Dehai introduced: "That's right, this pen is a trick, and the Bureau of Investigation named it the Pen of the Pen Fairy."

"Pen fairy!? Is it the pen fairy in the pen fairy game that those brain-dead young people often play?"

"That's right, time is running out now. Let me briefly introduce you. Using this pen, you can get the answer you want as long as you pay a certain price."

Hearing this, Fang Xiu's heart moved.

Pay the price to know the answer?

Isn't this exactly what you need?

If this pen is really so magical, then I can use it to understand the weird truth.

"Wang Ju, you mean to ask the whereabouts of Nightmare's real body through the pen of the pen fairy?"

"Exactly." Wang Dehai nodded: "However, the more important the question you ask, the higher the price Pen Fairy will charge. The price is random. Sometimes you may be asked for a finger, a pair of eyes, or It's the heart, the head..."

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

It's acceptable to have fingers, but if you lose your heart and head, wouldn't that person be gone?

Who dares to use this kind of price?

Most spiritual masters are not selfless people, and they are unlikely to be willing to sacrifice themselves to help others ask questions.

So everyone fell into silence, and no one wanted to make a sound.

Everyone is thinking, with so many people present, someone will always stand up, why should I take the risk to ask?

At this time, someone suddenly suggested: "This is simple, just find a death row prisoner at random and ask him to ask if he is okay?"

Wang Dehai shook his head: "The pen of the pen fairy can only be used by the master of the spirit."

The scene fell into silence again, and the imperial spirit masters present began to watch their noses, noses, and hearts, and remained silent.

Yang Ming looked at the silent crowd, and scolded directly: "Look at you bastards, you don't need to ask."

As a Tier [-] imperial spirit master and the captain, his strength and status were there, so no one dared to retaliate when he scolded everyone.

Even when he usually has a bad temper, he chooses to remain silent at this time, for fear that after he retorts, Yang Ming will say, why don't you ask?

Yang Ming picked up the pen, found a blank piece of paper, and started to ask questions.

Wang Dehai looked worried: "Yang Ming, you..."

However, Yang Ming grinned: "Ju Wang, don't forget that my ability is luck. If I ask, maybe the price is just a hair of mine."

Wang Dehai nodded reluctantly. He knew that until now, only Yang Ming had come to ask.

Other imperial spirit masters are not so selfless.

For the present plan, I can only pray that Yang Ming's luck ability will work, and nothing will happen.

During this critical period, the Investigation Bureau must not lose Yang Ming, a high-end fighter.

Just when Yang Ming was about to ask, Fang Xiu stood up in front of everyone.

"Let me do it."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire conference room could hear the needle drop.

Shocked, suspicious, unbelievable, curious, etc. expressions appeared in everyone's eyes.

A strange look flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, and he laughed loudly: "What is Fang Xiu doing, wanting to compete with me for the limelight? I can't give you such a good opportunity to perform."

Wang Dehai was even more worried and said: "Fang Xiu, let Yang Ming come. His ability is lucky, and this kid has a lot of trump cards. Pen Fairy may not be able to kill him."

Facing the dissuasion of the two, Fang Xiu said calmly: "I will be fine."

"Fang Xiu, now is not the time to be brave. Yang Ming is the strongest and the luckiest, he is the most suitable..."

Wang Dehai still wanted to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Fang Xiu: "I said, I will be fine."

Wang Dehai was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Fang Xiu's calm face, and already had a guess in his heart.

Fang Xiu is so sure, could it be that he has seen the future?Know that nothing will happen to you?

After thinking up to this point, Wang Dehai pondered for a moment and said, "Yang Ming, let him come."

Yang Ming obviously thought of something, finally nodded, and handed the pen to Fang Xiu's hand.

At this time, those unaware people looked at Fang Xiu with complicated eyes, including admiration, ridicule, and incomprehension.

They really didn't expect that when such a holy mother would be mixed into the team of the spirit masters, they would rush to die.

Fang Xiu didn't know what everyone was thinking. The reason why he rushed here was just to prove his own thoughts. He could take advantage of this opportunity to ask the questions hidden in his heart through the return file of death.

I also want to thank Mengmai, if it wasn't for Mengmai, he doesn't know when he would know that the investigation bureau still has such a treasure hidden.