No. 8, who was pressed on the teleportation stone, was still laughing, and his eyes swept across everyone one after another: "Do you know where the most desperate place is? I can't hate you, I can't hate anyone. My destiny comes from my decision. I can't resist, and I don't know who to seek revenge."

After saying that, he showed a tragic smile: "Twin cycle, the devil's masterpiece."

Leng Xie pressed No. 8 and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to blame others. There are still 3 minutes left. Don't forget the purpose of your trip."

"It's 2 minutes and 57 seconds. I know better than you, I'm mentally retarded." No. 8 turned his head and smiled grimly, "What are you waiting for? Wait for me to raise my hand to save the world?"

Leng Xie's patience was approaching his limit. He suddenly swung his fist and pressed the colorless gem on the ring on his head: "I'm not sure how to destroy this world, but I know how to destroy you!"

"Leng!" The cloud player suddenly stepped forward and pushed Leng Xie away, and helped No. 8 up with dignity, stared at him and said, "I understand that No. 8, things are not that bad. Can you try to sort out your ideas first?"

"Do you understand me? Impossible, no one..." No. 8 suddenly said and said silence, looking at the cloud player again, there was a layer of smell.

"Yes, this is your No. 8. You understand the meaning of 'I understand you'! You are the smartest guy I have ever seen, a masterpiece of this plane rule!" The cloud player held his shoulders and said, "It's no big deal, cheer up."

Looking at the scene, looking at the cold evil with his head down, Zhou Youyi seemed to have noticed something.

The cloud player's words successfully calmed down No. 8. In fact, he never stopped thinking and his search for those memories was always underway.

On the 8th, he began to pace around, nodded from time to time, and gestured from time to time. He assumed a possibility, pieced together every connection point of memory.

Time passed by second, the cracks in the dome were gradually losing control, the sound of muffled thunder came from afar, the whole world began to flicker unstable, and more and more uneasy energy airflows appeared in the calm plane.

I don’t know if the dome is endless nothingness or the tyranny that even God cannot bear.

Leng Xie wanted to leave several times, but he stomped his feet and stopped to watch.

Xianyu also issued a warning, constantly reminding everyone to take shelter immediately.

Leng Xie wanted to urge No. 8 and threaten No. 8, but he knew that if there was one of the stupidest behavior in this world, it would definitely affect No. 8 at this time.

At the countdown of 2 minutes and 23 seconds, No. 8 suddenly stopped, turned around, and glanced at everyone.

He smiled again, unlike the previous out of control, this time it was the smile of the controller.

"Okay." He raised his arms and pointed at God, his voice a little hoarse: "Now start, I am the savior."

Everyone was excited.

Leng Xie rushed up with his eyes and grabbed No. 8's shoulder: "To explain it, do you know how to save this world? Is it still time?"

"It's time." No. 8 raised his hand, gently pulled Leng Xie's arm, and sneered as Leng Xie, "Why, can't wait to get rid of me? In your eyes, the savior is just a consumable, right?"

He said, looking around the body: "I'll save the world and be killed again. We all know that this is what we planned."

Facing No. 8, Zhouyou cannot hide anything, just like facing No. 8 of Zhouyou.

The two walked towards each other step by step until they were close to each other and their eyes were facing each other.

Without further ado, they all knew what the other party was thinking.

"I want to live, live forever." No. 8 stared at Zhouyou and said word by word, "I am not 7. I am not obsessed with the past, nor am I other Zhouyou, and I have no interest in replacing you. I will cut off the connection with my past life, forget the earth, forget parents, forget friends, forget wonton and Xutianling, forget what I love and hate. From now on, I will no longer be Zhouyou, and we will never meet again. For the rest of my life, I will face fate head-on with my method."

He said, raising his arms, his voice calmly and firmly: "That's it. Give me a way out and I'll give you a world; if you want me to die, I'll bring this world to be buried with you."

Leng Xie wanted to go up and say something, but was stopped by the cloud player: "This is a matter between Zhouyou."

There was almost no pause. At the countdown of 1 minute and 57 seconds, Zhou You stretched out his right hand: "I promise you."

"Thank you. But unfortunately, I can't believe you completely." No. 8 did not shake hands with Zhou You, but looked at Leng Xie, "Leng Xie, I want you to be a witness to this agreement. I want you to make sure that this agreement can be fulfilled and swear with your reputation and dignity."

"Why me?"

"intuition."

"Xiao Leng." Ying Suzi urged, "Hurry up!"

"Damn, I don't have any benefits to get it." Leng Xie pounded his head hard, and the terrible countdown continued, and every second was so precious that it was suffocating. "Damn, okay. I, Mr. Leng, be a notary. You all fucking fulfilled the agreement for me. I can't help you!"

"Okay." No. 8 shook hands with Zhou You, and said, "The plan to save the world is very simple - bring wontons."

"???She will die!"

"No, she won't." No. 8 said word by word, "She is death itself."

"I'm not very..."

"The time I explained is enough for the world to destroy 100 times. Look, we delayed another 5 seconds."

Zhou You had no choice, so he pushed No. 8 away, and he had no time to say hello or discuss with others. He rushed up to the teleportation stone in a little embarrassed manner and controlled his phone to return to the earth.

Back on Earth, he rushed upstairs like crazy.

At this time, Su Yiyi was still rubbing wonton's body, and wonton could hardly be seen as wonton. Her whole body lost its luster, like a slightly blood-colored transparent person, and her limbs drooped like withered leaves.

Zhou You didn't have time to pay attention to Su Yiyi, picked up wonton and rushed downstairs.

Return to the teleportation stone and add wonton to the teleportation list.

[Wonton will die immediately after reaching the body of the Yin Ling plane! Confirm?]

【Confirm again?】

【Transfer start…】

Zhou You closed his eyes and hugged wonton, letting his body sink, and did not dare to look at what happened next.

Even if this is a scam on No. 8, or No. 8 is wrong, he has no choice. Instead of letting the world bet on this last method.

Wonton seemed to feel something, grabbed Zhou You's arm with his hand, and wanted to grab it, muttering something in his mouth, and was so angry that he said: "Just... I dreamed of you just now, the store manager... You feel so sad when you look at me... You call yourself No. 7..."

"No. 7? You dreamed of someone... you never met before?"

"Is that you... the store manager?"

"Then..." Zhou You nodded gently, "That's not me, that's himself, his name is No. 7, he is the opposite of me, he... is a fucking angel."

"Puff..." Willon's last strength turned into a sneer, "You admit it...haha..."

Amid the laughter, her body quietly melted in her traveling arms, like the snowflakes in early spring.
Chapter completed!