Ye Youshuang narrowed her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her.

She had never missed it before.

This young man became extremely sinister and chilling after hearing what the monk said.

Really scarier than that man.

When I think of that man...

Ye Youshuang lowered her eyes.

Very distorted and crazy eyes, condensed some chaotic complexity.

"Well, do you want to get a tongue for you too?"

The young man cleaned his hands.

Place the body on the operating table.

He opened the corpse's mouth, tugged at the tongue, and asked Ye Youshuang:

Disgust flashed in Ye Youshuang's eyes.

But in the end, he nodded.

What did she do to survive?

Right now, even the lower body can be replaced by someone else's, let alone a tongue?

She can bear it!

and--

As long as you can survive.

She still has a chance to get a brand new body that she is satisfied with.

At that time, it's time to replace it.

so--

Darkness flashed in Ye Youshuang's half-drooping eyes.

But it quickly disappeared into the invisible.

But I don't know.

She looks like this, and has long been seen by the young man.

The young man raised his eyebrows.

Slowly, he also took her out and put her on another operating table.

Start stitching the body for it.

He moved quickly.

The scalpel can only see the silver light that flashes.

Before Ye Youshuang could react.

The body has been spliced ​​and the tongue has been attached.

She was shocked.

Once again, I was astonished by this young man's unpredictable medical skills.

There was even a sudden thought.

I don't know how this young man's medical skills compare to that of that man.

Who's better?

The thought flashed through my mind.

Her dark eyes became more and more obscure.

"Okay, these few days, you try to absorb spiritual energy, nourish your body with spiritual energy, and when they are fully fused and the blood starts to flow, that's it."

The boy said while cleaning his hands.

Then.

Let a baroness priest take her out.

The young man himself cleaned up the laboratory and began to read the books that were sent by the bardo divisions.

He wants to check it out.

In the books of the bardo realm, are there any words about witch spirits or the battle of burning karma?

previously.

Of these books, he roughly flipped through some of them.

But didn't finish it.

And now, try to read it again.

Before that, though.

The young man raised his eyebrows.

Edited a text message on the bracelet and went out.

【Drip-】

His face was as gloomy as a ghost.

Shen Changlin, who twisted the man in black's arm and guessed it under his feet.

A text message is heard.

Reach out a little.

It was a text message from a young man.

[Let the forensic doctor send a copy of the previous information about the city. 】

Dry city?

Shen Changlin narrowed his eyes.

Push hard.

Directly stepped on the man in black and vomited blood.

He grinned cruelly.

"Information about the withered city."

The man in black who heard this.

Cough twice.

He looked up at him expressionlessly.

The voice was hoarse and low.

"at my house."

"lead the way."

Shen Changlin let go of his feet.

He picked him up from the ground and looked at him coldly.

The man in black pointed in a direction.

There was a flash of fire under Shen Changlin's feet.

In the blink of an eye, people have appeared where the man in black pointed.

Throw him to the ground.

The person who was thrown to the ground struggled to stand up.

Take a deep breath.

Almost in a twisted posture, he forcibly broke the arm that was broken by Shen Changlin back.

The sound of the bones cracking with sour teeth made the hearts of those who listened tremble.

But the man in black didn't say a word.

Shaking his hands, he pressed the password lock.

The door snapped open.

He lifted his foot and walked in.

From the laboratory behind the courtyard, a document was handed to Shen Changlin.

"do you know?"

Shen Changlin did not immediately pick up the information.

And stared into his eyes.

The sound is calm and steady.

But inside, there is hidden pain that cannot be recovered.

"Forty-two people, two teams, each of them died for the country and the people, defending their vocation-like justice."

"However, in the eyes of people like you, the justice they worked hard was ridiculous and pitiful, but no one regretted it."

"Even though they hurt, they don't regret it, even though they miss their home, their wives, their children, their parents, and their elders, they always miss every important celebration in their lives."

"When they were no one, they felt so guilty that they wanted to cry, and they felt so distressed that they almost stopped breathing, but they still didn't regret it."

"Why can't people like you see the loneliness on their faces, in their expressions, in their eyes?"

"Why is it so natural to destroy them and forge the world with blood and tears?"

"They didn't ask for much. After every difficult mission, looking at the smiles of those who were rescued, they felt that it was the best reward for them."

"How can you take action against such a person?"

A man of steel.

In the calm and steady voice, there is a slight trembling.

In the bright and sharp eyes, there was an unbearable red color.

Such restrained and uncontrollable emotions.

Let Qiu Liang standing opposite him.

The face under the mask turned pale.

The corners of his lips moved.

Hoarseness.

"Whether you believe it or not, I don't know about these things. The task I took on was to bring those people into the world and blow up the paradise—"

"Oh, yeah—"

Shen Changlin grinned.

"But because of your bombing, I can't even pack their ashes that were melted into the soil!"

He was almost blood-drenched in roaring these words.

"Do you know what is in their coffins?! Empty! Empty!! Forty-two people! Forty-two empty coffins! How many casualties have been lost to relatives who cannot return because they cannot return? do you know?!"

Qiu Liang fell silent.

He lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

And he looks like this.

Let Shen Changlin hold his collar and want to break his neck with hatred.

"What are you doing!"

right here.

Two voices suddenly appeared.

Vigilant and startled, he flashed over from left to right, holding Shen Changlin's hand and grabbing Qiu Liang's neck.

"Uh--"

But when the two of them saw the person clearly.

All expressions are silent.

Hesitantly said:

"Master Shen?"

Shen Changlin, with dark red eyes, glanced at the two of them.

Throwing off their hands, grabbed the information, and disappeared.

Yan Hua: "..."

Bai Xiang: "..."

The two looked at each other.

Inexplicable.

But still, Shen Changlin's dark red glance gave him a glance, and the cold hair stood up.

They rubbed the chills from their bodies.

Looking at him strangely, he was a man in black.

"Autumn cool?"

Qiu Liang glanced at them and said nothing.

Bai Xianghe smiled.

"No, what are you wearing? Are you playing assassin killer?"

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