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Salamander dust beads, also known as fire smoke beads.

Fired with a yin fire, the inside of the bead seems to hold the fire and smoke, with special lines.

Beads are not beautiful and cannot be used as jewelry.

Even staring at it for a long time sometimes feels a little eerie and scary.

Rong Hao has a salamander dust bead, which has been with him for a long time.

Even when he was in a coma for more than a hundred years, Salamander Chenzhu was always by his side.

On the car back to Tanshan City, he held the salamander dust beads and sat alone in the back row of the car.

"Do you have a plan?" An old but steady male voice came from the salamander dust bead.

"Maybe." Rong Hao played with the salamander dust beads, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Everything has changed, the world has changed, and the people I used to know have changed.

"Have you found Zhang Zihe and Zhang Chenyang? Where are the other boys in Zixuanguan?" Salamander Chenzhu asked again.

Rong Hao suddenly gave a low laugh.

"What?" asked the voice in the salamander dust bead.

"So what if I found it? So what if I didn't find it? So what if my plan succeeded? So what if it didn't succeed? What's your business?" Rong Hao said softly.

"Rong Er..." The voice in the salamander dust bead also seemed a little impatient.

Rong Hao's fingers trembled, and a sinister energy penetrated into the salamander dust bead, causing the sound in the bead to stop abruptly due to pain.

He doesn't like the name.

"I don't have many people I can use, but I will set up two or three rounds. If I succeed, I will become the last Hanba. If I fail..." Rong Hao pursed his lips.

"Think of a way to escape, just stay in hiding for a while." The voice in the salamander dust bead was a little hoarse and tired because of being attacked by Rong Hao just now.

"It's boring." Rong Hao snorted coldly.

"If I succeed, everything is easy to say. All I need is Zhang Zihe's dry body and soul fire. By then, I will already be an invincible existence. No one can shake me, so there is no need to kill everyone... maybe , will play a game of cat and mouse with the junior and the apprentices of the junior, or maybe go away..."

Rong Hao thought, if he really got his wish and became the corpse god of Hanba, then the worldly life and death would be meaningless to him.

So what is he going to do?

Next, why live forever?

He rubbed the salamander dust beads, thoughtful.

"What if it fails?" asked the voice in the salamander dust bead.

Rong Hao frowned.

Because of his unstable soul, he sometimes fell asleep and sometimes woke up. The manpower he could condense in the past hundred years was limited, and now he was defeated one by one by Zhang Zihe and the others, and there was not much left.

After the failure, it may take another hundred years to gather the congregation.

Moreover, the premise is that his soul is awake.

But what's the point of waiting like this?

"Then die." Rong Hao pursed his lips lightly.

I don't want to live in a gray area, so... either live forever, or die.

"Then what should I do?" Salamander Chenzhu asked.

Rong Hao sneered.

"Master, if I die, you will be banned forever in this bead."

This salamander dust bead was made by Rong Hao with his own soul energy, only he can break it.

If he dies, this will become a cage that can never be untied.

"That's not bad. I'm out of my mind, just disappear. But you are imprisoned forever. You can't live but you can't die." Rong Hao suddenly laughed.

It seemed that this kind of ending was the one that satisfied him the most.

The wind blows through the car body and gets into the car through the gaps in the windows, mixing with the smell of dust and car exhaust.

Rong Hao recalled all the past years, whether it was ridicule or hatred, his face gradually disappeared.

Only the blurred eyes remained, and the corners of the lips drooped slightly.