Waste Strong Foundation

Probably because the word "dog man man" is too similar to elementary school students arguing, Shang Yuan rolled his eyelids.

Fei Mingqiu licked his lips, and asked with difficulty: "Your heart...what should I do?"

His six years in the laboratory were not fruitless. The doctor would occasionally show the assistants the biological machinery researched by the familiar doctor next door.

This artificial heart is not the only energy-supplying organ. Shang Yuan will be able to move for a while, but I'm afraid it won't last long.

Shang Yuan instructed him in a normal way: "Just put it back as it is. I think the contaminated part will be replaced in about two weeks."

"But……"

"I don't die that easily. Fei Mingqiu, I won't kill you, what I mean is, I will watch you until the day when I can't take it anymore."

Fei Mingqiu nodded blankly, just about to try, lowered his voice and said angrily:

"Are you lying to me? There's blood all over here, how can I—"

Shang Yuan raised his crippled right hand and tapped the cold sweat on his neck, "What are you afraid of? Forget it, I'll do it myself."

The man's ring finger lightly brushed the young man's neck.

The cold and icy touch spread to his blank mind along the arteries under the skin.

Fei Mingqiu complained about Shang Yuan's temperature more than once.

At this time, he felt his throat was dry, as if Shang Yuan had pushed him into a sponge with soaked hair, and there was heavy sea water in front of him.

The sticky and mushy atmosphere made him hotheaded, and he foolishly wished that Shang Yuan would be the most perfect weapon developed by doctors.

The kind of weapon that can survive no matter how poor you are.Or the most annoying unkillable villain in movies.

Of course he can survive alone.but.

Fei Mingqiu roughly snapped the dagger back into the shape of his knuckles, and carefully locked Shang Yuan's right wrist together.

Shang Yuan squinted at him, then casually stuffed the heart back, and roughly adjusted the nerve connection ports of various organs in the chest cavity dozens of times.

Fei Mingqiu's breath was stagnant, and he said in a delicate tone: "Is this called 'just put it back'? Since you are fine... Hurry up."

He grabbed a handful of hair irritably, handed Shang Yuan the strange-shaped dagger, and took two volumes of Taishi pens to find a way out.

The ghost mother squatted at the door of the ghost gate, crying and laughing. After a long while, she tapped her toes and gradually calmed down.

She wiped off the blood on her face, leaned against the door panel and crossed her arms and mocked, "Don't waste your efforts."

Fei Mingqiu closed the Taishi pen, and threatened her with the treasure: "You send us out."

The ghost mother broke her skills in an instant: "Bah! I won't give it away! If one is sleepy, it's sleepy, and keeping two is also staying. The three of us are just so wasted."

Fei Mingqiu didn't know why he was particularly upset at this moment, he stared at Shang Yuan's wound with a cold face, got up and swung his cane to stab the hand on the ghost gate——

The ghost mother was so frightened that she raised her hands above her head and begged for mercy: "If you have something to discuss, don't fight and kill all day long. My god rank can't be lowered anymore. If I lower it again, I won't be able to suppress the evil spirit of the ghost mansion. At that time, when the ghosts walk around at night, it will be your free labor who will suffer!"

"Free labor? Are you talking about players... You even know this? Are you spying on my thoughts?"

"I, I." The ghost mother was at a loss for words for a moment, seeing the strange and angry look on the young man's face, "Brother? Do you remember me? It stands to reason that I am inferior to you, so I shouldn't read your heart, but I think If you are so down and out now, I know I was wrong."

Fei Mingqiu listened and discerned how much of it was true, and decided to continue defrauding her, and asked with a cold smile in his eyes:

"As long as there is a truth in your mouth... the habit of lying and tempting people also learned from me? Where am I your brother?"

The ghost mother was shocked, not sure about the situation of the young man in front of her, and afraid that she would offend the real person again by reading her mind again, so she half-believed and admitted her mistake:

"—I think those little girls chasing stars are shouting like this—Kunlun, I can't send you out, you look like this, I can slap you to death with one paw. And that enlightened gentleman, his mortal body It’s delicate enough and magical enough, but it’s a matter of one paw if I’m serious.”

The commercial engineer who knelt on the ground and adjusted his hands silently wiped the blood on his chin: "..."

Fei Mingqiu shouted: "Stop gossiping, it's not honest."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he secretly thought something was wrong.

Silly Baitian is easy to play, but it is extremely difficult to imitate the god who has a temper after listening to it for a while.

It's too late.

The ghost mother's expression darkened, she grabbed the python and the dragon, intertwined head to tail, braided a hair tie and tied it into a ponytail, exhaled seriously and said:

"I'm just yelling casually. If you don't like to hear it, I'll call your husband—hiss! Stop yelling, stop yelling, and don't tie my hand! If I lose my god rank again, there will be a boy called Lord Yama Come up. He can't even beat the monkey that Nuwashi turned into, an iron waste!"

Fei Mingqiu's heart skipped a beat, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he forced himself to ask her calmly why she was willing to let them go.

Maybe it doesn't help.

The ghost mother frightened him: "This place is a story written by the Taishi pen. It is more like hell than the ghost mansion. When you peel off the grass army's skin, it is nothing more than wolves, tigers and leopards. It wants to eat the people alive. Floods, plagues, famines, earthquakes, all kinds of natural disasters Man-made disasters, Taishibi has everything you need. Do you know why?"

Fei Mingqiu: "..."

"When Nuwa created man, Di Jun was already a little unhappy. He foresaw countless separatists and the tears of the displaced people. He was tired of it. He hated mortals for disturbing the world and was not satisfied. He wanted to end all this early. Everyone's ears and eyes Quiet."

Fei Mingqiu and Shang Yuan met each other's eyes from a distance, but neither made a sound.

The setting sun in the sky is like blood, and the clouds and golden powder reflect each other.

The indigo sea breeze whimpered and blew down the city of Guangzhou fabricated by Taishibi, leaving a place empty of innocent bones and the ghost of a sea merchant helmsman.

The ghost mother looked sad and sad, she lowered her head and played with the ends of her hair on her shoulders, "It's fine if I let you go out, but you have to swear, are you willing?"

Fei Mingqiu: "What oath?"

He sighed secretly.

The ghost mother brushed the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears, revealing her full forehead, and said with a smile: "Brother, you still can't fool me. Don't I know that you have forgotten everything—Phoenix not only killed Kaiming Jun, but also It hurt you. Now you are as immature as a newborn, and you can't even go up to the tenth step of the gate of heaven. How dare you deceive me with a little bit of the past? I am moody, you must remember this."

Fei Mingqiu's face remained unchanged, he cupped his hands and said, "Then I still have to trouble you."

The ghost mother didn't like it, but she really recognized Kunlun's old acquaintance, stomped her feet angrily, and said in embarrassment: "Listen, Taishi is divided into two volumes, the first volume is about the end of the world for mortals, and the second volume is about the end of the gods. Die. Di Jun created all the stories, and my conversation with you must have been planned by him in advance? But there are many variables in it, at least Nuwa and Fuxi like mortals very much, and they often defend them."

Fei Mingqiu: "So, Di Jun is more like a god of death than you?"

The ghost mother was not happy, and spat: "Bah, bah, bah! He is too overbearing, because he guarantees with his god rank that these stories are 'history', and history is what happened with certainty, right? But what about history books? I can record everyone's life, and I am the laborer who diligently registers the life and death book. He is going crazy now, and he insists on writing the ordinary dynasty change into a zombie siege!"

Fei Mingqiu was thoughtful and pointed out the key point:

"So Emperor Jun ordered Yinglong to kill Dayu in order to end the Xia Dynasty early and echo the ending he had planned in Taishibi?"

The ghost mother clapped her hands and smiled, "It's not too bad. Listen to my advice, make an oath, and let go and go back to your hometown in Kunlun, okay? It's useless for you to hold the Taishi pen. The ghost knows what ending Di Jun wrote in the second volume—— Don't make him want to kill you."

How can I let go.

There are still three months to go, and the debt repayment task bound to the heart by the Hardworking District Court will be settled again.

The punishment is random and has a high probability of death.

Now that the Yellow River is diverted and flooded, the progress of urban construction has been hindered, and the number of online players has entered a bottleneck period, how can he let go?

It's still the same sentence: You gods from all over the world don't care too much.

Only he can decide his fate.

Fei Mingqiu helped Shang Yuan up and dragged him to the ghost gate, and said softly, "I don't think I'm the Kunlun you know. His blood can't stop—tsk, Shang Yuan, don't move! Ghost mother, can you save him?" ?"

The ghost mother was sour and depressed, she rolled her eyes in anger, and asked aggrievedly: "If I save him, will you swear? Brother, don't lie to me."

She just has a bad temper and likes to play with people's hearts, she is not stupid, she bit her fingertips hesitantly and drew a stroke between Shang Yuan's eyebrows.

Seeing that Shang Yuan's bleeding had stopped, Fei Mingqiu relaxed slightly, and was about to ask Ghost Mother if he could change the terms——

The ghost mother laughed triumphantly, "Idiot. I belong to Ji Yin, he belongs to Ji Yang, and they are nemesis and enemies. I will divide him into [-]% of the divine power this time, and it will be difficult for him not to die. You insist on grabbing Taishibi, but you know what?" , apart from Dijun and me, whoever holds the Taishibi will have trouble with everything!"

After finishing speaking, she slammed the ghost door shut, hid inside the door, covered her face and giggled.

Fei Mingqiu and Shang Yuan looked at each other in blank dismay.

Oh, right.

And that bloody tiger with five heads—now six.

Fei Mingqiu: "..."

He faintly felt the word "Danger" in bold red on the top of his head.