Chapter 920 A Lifetime of Wealth (Part 2)

"There's no room for redemption?" Fatty asked, "Fuck, Dabai, how can you give up? This is not your style!"

The fat man had the feeling that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry. It was obviously Su Bai who was going to be taken away, but in the end he was the calmest.

Su Bai shrugged, looking very relaxed, "It's coming, it can't be stopped. I even suspected that when I was first trapped in the place of enlightenment, Xu Fugui sent me a little corpse energy every day for me to absorb. In fact, it is to lay the foundation in advance and help me adjust the zombie bloodline in my body to guide me to practice the third transformation of ancient zombies he left behind."

Rubbing his chin with his fingers, Su Bai looked at the anxious Fatty and said a little embarrassedly, "It's not that the rabbit is weak, it's that the hunter is too cunning. I was trapped too deep and couldn't get out."

The only thing I can do now is to wait for wealth to really come to me and see if I can choose to self-destruct at that time, but I think the possibility of success is low. "

The whole body, the inside and outside of the soul, and the realm from high to low, were all squeezed out by the armored man. The power that was refilled came from the bronze chains that were deeply connected with wealth.

Su Bai had already gone as far as this trap, and there was no possibility of him getting out.

"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name as if to say goodbye.

At this time, the monk switched to a state, because he already knew that this was an impossible situation to solve, and it was even more desperate than when he faced the armored man before. In addition, Su Bai had already prepared Having chosen it, as a friend, he accepted the outcome.

"There should be a chance. This bronze chain may not necessarily have something to do with wealth." Buddha said a little strangely, "After all, this is something left over two thousand years ago. No matter how much he, Xu Fugui, can arrange it, he can only It’s just arranging things after death. No matter what, it’s impossible to arrange it until a thousand years ago. Besides, hasn’t Fusu used this bronze chain before?”

“In this world, apart from the remaining remnants of the Qin Dynasty generation, there are probably only four people who are most knowledgeable about this type of bronze.

My cheap parents, then the Yunnan mage and the old rich man.

They had really been to Abi Hell, where there should be secrets about this kind of bronze vessels, so when Fugui first came here, it was not difficult for Fugui to tease the upright soldier while leaving his own hands and feet on these bronze vessels. Son. "

Seeing Su Bai's serious explanation, Buddha suddenly felt a little funny. Although he knew that it was inappropriate to find it funny at this time, he really couldn't help it because Su Bai was too free and natural now.

"Can you please stop acting like this? How can this make me prepare for my final farewell?" Foye said with a wry smile, and then pointed at the fat man next to him, "In terms of acting skills, I can't compare to him."

"puff…………"

The fat man laughed, but immediately showed a very sad look.

"Okay, you guys should go out early. If you still have the strength, help me see if I can seal this place again." Su Bai said this and then looked at the fat man and the monk who were still seriously injured by overdraft, and then He shook his head and said, "Forget it, I guess the seal here can't trap him.

This is really desperate. When you reach this point, you suddenly find that you have no room to fight back. Even when I faced that iron bastard just now, I have never been so desperate. "

The fat man sat down next to Su Bai, handed Su Bai a cigarette, and helped Su Bai light it diligently.

"Dabai, Fatty, I will accompany you for the last part of the journey. Don't be too moved."

Infected by Su Bai's emotions, everyone stopped trying to create a sad atmosphere. To be honest, everyone had traveled a lot between life and death, and with the current broadcasting situation, everyone was really going to die.

The monk who had not spoken for a while now spoke meaningfully: "Dabai, do you know what's going on?"

"Life and death are determined by fate. Wealth and honor are in heaven." Su Bai raised his head. The sky above his head was not the sky, but a rich white color. "Wealth and honor are in heaven."

After saying that, Su Bai showed a smile, blew out a smoke ring, and said to the monk: "Monk, I really want to eat one more vegetarian meal you made before I die. These days, I'm either eating a small restaurant or eating Bobo Chicken. , or your vegetarian food is exquisite."

"Okay, I'll do it for you," the monk said.

"Put two more sticks of incense on the table, take a mobile phone and put your photos aside. Let's eat together." The fat man added.

"I'm going to die, can't you just laugh at me?" Su Bai patted the fat man on the shoulder, "The sad expression just now was too fake, but now the true colors are revealed."

"We have seen through the revolutionary friendship of life and death. You and I are both bricks of the revolution. We can move them wherever needed. Don't worry, I will continue to shine in the world. You must continue to burn the fire of revolution when you go down there... ..." Fatty started the verbal output.

"Don't worry, I will talk to the underground ghosts about the love and hate of the black crematorium when I go down, and I will help you warm up the place first."

"..." Fatty.

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"Can a person live without a heart?" Xu Fugui has been waiting for Yan Huihong's answer.

In this moment, Yan Huihong's mind was frantically fighting between heaven and man, but the answer was actually very simple. He was not Daji, and he had no reason to be Daji.

Even if the person in front of me really comes back from the dead, I can be considered as being kind to him, and there is absolutely no way he can harm me. Moreover, now that the radio is executing the listener destruction plan, there is one more such old antique coming out to add to the lifeless environment. It is also good to bring some variables.

Even if the other party doesn't regard him as his savior and fully support him, it is still good as long as he muddies the water and gives himself a chance to fish in troubled waters.

Finally, after gathering up some courage, Yan Huihong, a confused man, replied in a shy voice like a little girl:

"Can live!"

We can't blame Yan Huihong for suddenly losing his temper. Even if he is a high-level audience, he seems to be walking on thin ice when faced with this situation.

Peilou on the side felt so goosebumps when he saw Yan Huihong's attitude. If he hadn't known that the situation was inconvenient, he would have really couldn't help but run to Yan Huihong and grab Yan Huihong's shoulders. Shake it hard and ask him what kind of airplane he is doing!

"Hahahahahahahaha..." Old Fugui's almost transparent body kept shaking, and he was laughing, wildly and wildly.

Suddenly, a sense of fear began to hit Yan Huihong's body. He felt that the person in front of him who died more than half a year ago seemed to be really alive. He could really come back from the dead! ! !

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In the Sumeru space under the water veins of Sanjiang, the four people suddenly became quiet. Su Bai's silence was because his whole body was shrouded in a blue light. Su Bai sat still and did not even self-destruct. He seemed It's waiting, waiting for the moment when the other person really comes.

At the moment, his body has just been thoroughly washed. The power belonging to Xu Fugui is filling his body, building his own realm and reshaping his foundation. This is almost the best state for seizing the body.

He has no soul, but Xu Fugui created the third level of ancient zombies. Fusu had been unable to do anything to him before, so would Xu Fugui still be without one?

By this time, Su Bai was too lazy to deceive himself. This was the reason why he was so indifferent before. In a chess game, he had walked into someone else's trap from the beginning. When he realized it, he had no hope of making a comeback. .

The monk, the fat man and the Buddha took a step back. If nothing else happened, after a while, Su Bai in front of them would be replaced by another person.

The three of them are more or less making some calculations in their minds at this moment, thinking about how they will face a new Su Bai later, and how they will deal with their relationship with this next person.

Every audience has their own calculations in their hearts. Especially when you find that you are unable to change anything, everyone will succumb to the established facts.

The blue light completely enveloped Su Bai, even...devouring him.

For some unknown reason, until the blue light completely dissipated, Su Bai did not choose to self-destruct, or even attempted to self-destruct.

The fat man and the monk looked at each other, and both saw a hint of doubt in Su Bai's eyes. Did Su Bai really give up? Or is Su Bai suffering from Stockholm Syndrome?

No matter what the reason was, Su Bai was really out of character this time. Could it be that he was really tired and gave up?

A few moments,

The blue light slowly dissipated, and the three bronze chains began to hang down and slowly began to dry. At the same time, masses of crystal light began to merge into Su Bai's body. Immediately, Su Bai's aura began to grow, breaking through the advanced audience level. Pushing it all the way to the intermediate peak of the advanced audience is equivalent to restoring Su Bai's original peak strength level.

The three bronze chains turned into fly ash and piled up at Su Bai's feet, forming a thick layer.

Slowly, Su Bai opened his eyes. The brilliance in his eyes was restrained, deep and long.

The fat man took a tentative step closer, with a bright smile on his face, and said kindly: "Brother Fugui?"

Seeing Su Bai didn't respond,

The expression on the fat man's face became more friendly and full of flattery as he continued: "Uncle Fugui?"

"No, Su Bai, are you okay?" The monk was the first to discover the problem. The person in front of him was still Su Bai, and he was not taken away!

"What?" The fat man didn't even turn around.

A gust of wind blew away the thick layer of bronze ash at Su Bai's feet, revealing four crooked words, as if the writer had written them down with laughter:

These four words are:

"Are you scared to pee?"