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Chapter 83: How can there be a road to immortality in the world (45)(2/2)

The little back figure of someone who dug out his heart.

elder brother……

Seeing that Zixing seemed to be in some strange state, the bronze masked man didn't pay too much attention. He just took a casual look and stopped paying attention to being trapped in the crystal. The other party could no longer escape.

Instead, he looked at the young man Zhan'er floating in the air.

"Since the edict will be integrated into you, at least it proves that you will be a good carrier." He said slowly: "Becoming a carrier is also an opportunity. If you can survive it, your future will become smooth.

The light of the future. In the era of spiritual recovery in the future, maybe you will become the leader of the younger generation. But whether you can survive it depends on your fate."

But at this moment, the order behind Zhan'er became brighter and brighter.

In this huge space, at this moment, an aura of supreme majesty gradually emanates from Zhan'er's body... The descent has begun!





The candlestick in the lobby suddenly lit up.

At the same time, a distortion appeared in the lobby of the club. From the distorted space, the club's maid and Dazhe slowly walked out.

Dazhe looked at the dark round ball he was holding in his hand, about the size of a basketball and a half.

That's it, it's the so-called 'source of alien bodies' extracted from the void demons he killed.

From what You Ye said, these amounts are enough to make hundreds of ordinary black soul envoys, but if used to transform someone like him, it would barely be enough for one... Anyway, Dazhe doesn't know much about it.

"Let me take a shower. Is there enough time?" Dazhe put the ball on the counter and asked.

You Ye smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'll put these materials away first."

"Okay!"

Although the body of the Black Soul Messenger has many convenient places, even if it is dirty at the moment, it can become clean with just a thought.

But Dazhe has not been a black soul messenger for long, and he is still more accustomed to human habits. Moreover, taking a bath is really a stress-relieving thing.

However, Dazhe's desire to take a bath seemed to be postponed a little later when he opened the bathroom door.

I saw a girl with white hair sitting on the toilet, leaning against the wall, breathing out... and falling asleep. Moreover, the girl with white hair was holding a bowl in her hand.
Chapter completed!
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