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114. Seven skins, come to the other shore (5.3K-(1/3)

A few days later.

The Heavenly Prison in the Outer Palace.

The long-closed door opened.

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The harsh sound crashed into the narrow and empty trap.

As the door opened, the dark crystal painted iron railing shone with a ray of light that was rapidly passing by the setting sun.

"Get in, go in!"

"Be honest!"

After a few words of emotion and full vigilance, the guard shouted...

The twilight shining outside the door, which shone thousands of palaces and halls, slid across the iron railings, but it dimmed as the prison door closed and disappeared.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The heart of the candle is beating and the flames are rising.

The eternal lights holding copper tiger heads gradually lit up, becoming deeper and deeper, illuminating the gloomy and dark environment around them.

The seven dragon clans' gods were tied up and pressed into the cell.

And the cells here are closed, and it is impossible to see the other side from one side.

Because the emperor has his life, the prison just needs to be locked.

So, all the guards left, not near the prison...

The seven dragon clans' god-selected people heard the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, and they were dumbfounded...

The scene before them made them suddenly realize that "all this is not a game, but a reality."

But it's too late to have this enlightenment.

At this time, one of the selected gods of the Dragon Clan was staring at a long beacon not far away.

The soft light was gently lit without any swaying, and it casts the shadow of the iron railings onto the ground.

The sparse shadows of the iron railings remain silent, showing a gloomy feeling.

The chosen person of the Dragon Clan snorted and laughed,

It doesn't matter, what does it matter,

At worst, I won’t play anymore, what’s so great about it?

Didn't it just kill some men and some women? What's the big deal?

Even if all this is not a game, but a real one, so what? It’s really more fun!

As long as you leave the game, you can exit here.

It's really funny, it's really like it's really.

Wait and see, maybe there will be some adventure, hehehe.

As soon as his thoughts came out, he suddenly felt something caught on his face.

It was a hand that suddenly poked out from the void. The owner of the hand was obviously not ready to give him any time to react, nor was he ready to have any conversation with him...

Five fingers were tightly clamped against his face.

At the same time, a thick gray mist had spread out, wrapping him up like a corpse.

After the candidate of the Dragon Clan was "surprised", before the next thought had arisen, he had cut off all his thoughts, even if he could not even click "quit the game".

And this confined space suddenly fluctuated,

There are many ripples, and the sparse shadows of the iron railing are filled with deep darkness.

Two "human" shadows appeared in the void:

The white-haired king in the wheelchair and the pure white moon demon who is pushing the wheelchair.

The witch's hands were softly placed on the back of the wheelchair. Her dress was windless, and in the dim light, it was like an old white butterfly flapping her wings happily, waving, flying freely in the spring garden.

Next to the butterfly shadow on the ground was a human-shaped black shadow that was constantly shriveling and struggling, making people feel scary...

The black shadow opened his mouth wide, filled with incredible pain.

A little light seemed to be plundered from the distant "other shore", poured into the human-shaped eyebrows, and then entered the palm of the hand that was buckled on his face.

After a little moment.

Click...

A gentle and crisp sound.

The body of the chosen one of the dragon clan completely turned into dust.

In the empty cell, the white-haired emperor took back his hand and then spread a mask, or a painted leather containing memory, with the soul, in his palm.

【Mysterious Ghost Face】

——【You can become the person you choose with your left hand, and you need to spend two spiritual veins to heart]

——【You can spend two additional spiritual vein hearts to obtain all his memories and abilities】

——【You can spend two additional spiritual veins to imprison his soul】

"Don't you understand yet? This is why I asked you to escort you to the imperial capital."

Xia Yan whispered to the divine chosen one who had been destroyed and no longer existed.

It seemed as if that person could still hear it.

He doesn't like nonsense before he starts, and doesn't like people to die with their eyes closed. Instead, he likes to slowly talk to the other party who has completely died after being crushed.

"Tell you the truth, I have been preparing to plunder the memories and souls of the God-Selected Ones from the beginning..."

"But, it makes me happier than those who plunder good people, those who plunder bad people... It has nothing to do with rewarding good and punishing evil, it is purely a personal preference."

"You may be lawless in other places, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if I don't see it... but who makes you so lucky?"

Xia Yan calmly explained the air.

"When you were committing crimes in the Twelve Serial Docks, I took my eyes on you... I thought, I would use you for experiments first, and after the experiment, I would take away your body, memory, soul... everything."

"Ah... I forgot to say it. Actually, I have thought about it from your perspective. For you, this matter will not be sinned to death. At most, it will be a moral criticism.

But... I didn't want to punish you for your sins...

What I think is to plunder everything you have.

So remember, you didn’t die because of sin, but because I wanted you to die.

Why?

Because... I am a very bad person and will be destined to do all the bad things in the future...

Maybe in your words, I... are the evil little boss you need to defeat.

In your words, evil cannot defeat justice, and one day, a righteous hero will come and clean up my little boss.

But, so what?”

Xia Yan reminded himself like a murmur, and after whispering the last sentence, he fell into silence.

After a moment, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Suddenly he patted his hair and said, "It's true, I forgot that you have completely disappeared... and I'm still talking to you so much."

"Well... the mysterious God-turned-spirited person has an extra heart of spiritual vein than the people who mysteriously transform this world... Then..."

The ghost face he dragged with his five fingers slowly pressed towards his face.

Bang.

The ghost face is solid.

A huge and vast memory poured into Xia Yan's mind.

At this moment...

Xia Yan seemed to have begun to experience another kind of life,

This life quickly acts on his mind, his body, and everything about him...

However, this kind of experience is indeed a kind of "attachment", which is only attached to the painted skin, and does not bring confusion to his original consciousness. This is a kind of "master-slave" relationship.

After a short moment, he closed his eyes and began to digest the life of the God-Selected Master of the Dragon Clan.

This life shocked him!!

Because this is a life that is completely different from everything he has experienced,

It was a life he had never even thought about before.

The mysterious "other shore" suddenly unveiled the veil of mystery in front of him in an instant and turned into an ordinary world.
To be continued...
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