Liu Kunlun knew the death penalty chair. He even suspected that he had sat on it himself. All things came to his mind back then. The person in front of him was so familiar, because that was himself. The soul who controlled his body t once claimed to be his father, and he deceived his trust, took away his body and identity, and gave him an unforgettable death penalty test. All of this is still fresh in memory, but at this moment he had no hatred because his life was created by this person. In a sense, he was not a human being, but a prep.

You gave me life, I gave it back to you. From that moment on, we did not owe each other. This is the voice in Liu Kunlun's heart.

Wang Haikun looked at the Superman in front of him, and was in a calm mood. He didn't believe that this was a j Yi, because no one would willingly give his life. Contemporary society was not in ancient times, and the chosen one received brainwashing education since childhood. This man named Kunlun was an outstanding artist and had the ability to think independently. He would never completely obey Ji Yu or anyone. Therefore, this was a battle that both sides knew it well but did not say it out loud.

Wang Haikun was not sure about Ji Yu's trump card, but he believed in his strength. Just like a colonist army equipped with heavy machine guns, he didn't care about any ambush set up by tribal armed forces. No matter how many tricks you can do, I can't do it.

Liu Kunlun also stared at Wang Haikun. The calm expression of the other party made him a little annoyed. He suddenly had an idea, and he strangled this guy to death and calculated the ball. Everyone was comfortable, but then he thought, this guy was afraid of having his back. How could this old fairy who played life and death on his palms be afraid of death? Yes, what he feared was not death, but death.

Let's start. Wang Haikun said that Mai Junhao started to do something, and he signaled Liu Kunlun to sit on the torture chair, but was rejected.

The beginning was not smooth, and the next surgery was covered with a layer of shadow. Mai Junhao explained that this was just a normal dentist chair and I would like to inject sedative objects into you later. It would be more comfortable to fall asleep while sitting here.

Move me an ordinary seat. Liu Kunlun said.

Mai Junhao looked at Wang Haikun, who nodded, and with the help of Mai Junhao, he sat on the torture chair and made a demonstration. The chair did not have P-belts and steel locks that tied his hands and feet, but was connected to medical equipment, which could monitor heartbeat, blood pressure, blood oxygen and brain waves.

Wang Haikun's wheelchair also comes with these devices. He said that if you want, you can make my wheelchair.

Liu Kunlun turned around and went out, came back after a while, sat on it with an ordinary wooden chair, and made a gesture of inviting Mai Junhao.s1;

This kid is stubborn and doesn't cooperate. Mai Junhao and Wang Haikunj have no choice but to change their eyes.

We need to monitor your heart rate and brain waves. Mai Junhao was interrupted before he finished speaking. Liu Kunlun insisted that he didn't need it, and he thought it was purely unnecessary.

For safety, this is necessary. Mai Junhao insisted that both sides were irreconcilable on this small issue, and finally alarmed Ji Yugan. He came in and persuaded Liu Kunlun to put it on, and even told him that there was surveillance in the room, don't worry, I kept staring at it.

Liu Kunlun then put on ECG monitoring and brain wave patch, but the seat was still the same ordinary wooden chair. Everyone can understand his discomfort. After all, he gave his body and normal people would be repulsive. He had already given him face if he didn't turn the table over and regret it.

Next is the anesthesia stage. After entering this stage, you can't control your body independently. The anesthesiologist is a neutral medical staff recognized by both parties, but Liu Kunlun regrets again and is unwilling to accept any y-objects, and it is not possible to use F.

Mai Junhao was very annoyed by the successive disagreement, but Wang Haikun was still calm. He said, "Young people, don't be irritable." You are so nervous that I am nervous, so why don't we chat.

The two started chatting, chatting in a foggy way, from climbing the snow-capped mountains to ancient wars, and the differences between the imperial examination system and the American Academy Films and Hollywood T-College Department. Lao Wang was very good at chatting and was good at controlling the situation. Slowly, Liu Kunlun's tense nerves relaxed, and Mai Junhao also took over the topic in time, sat in front of Liu Kunlun, looking at his eyes, his palms flew like peacock spreading his tail.

Liu Kunlun tilted his head and fell asleep.

It started. Ji Yugan in front of the monitor was excited. He knew that Mai Junhao was a senior C-sleep master and had long anticipated this move. The technology of life and death flow was crucial to him and could solve key technical problems. In order to obtain this secret, he could pay all the price.

The young man sitting in a chair and falling asleep in a drowsy manner is the price.

The life-and-death movement passed down from ancient times has solved the life-and-death problem of human beings. How many things that emperors dream of can be seen with their own eyes today. This alone is enough to make people excited. What's more, Ji Yugan will master this technology and use this technology to change the world and change human beings. Perhaps today is the beginning of a new era of human beings!

On the screen, Mai Junhao took off his suit, changed into a red monk's robe, sat down cross-legged, took out a quaint Gabala bowl and started chanting sutras. Ji Yugan could hear that he was using ancient Indian Sanskrit.

He did not bribe Mai Junhao at all. He wanted to see a complete process. Now Ji Yugan was holding a detailed explanation material in his hand. This process was full of ritual and mysterious color. This was a greatly simplified procedure. If it was carried out according to the ancient ritual, it would last for three days and three nights.

The brain waves and heartbeat blood pressure of Wang Haikun and Liu Kunlun are both displayed on the screen. Currently, the T-symptoms of the two people are stable and normal, without fluctuations.

The normal human renal nerves cannot detect what happened indoors. Now there are two more people in the room, similar age and close in size. One is wearing a black dovetail, an y-collar shirt with x liner, a gray striped west k and a top hat, a meticulous bow tie, and a bright red gold pocket watch chain. If it weren't for an Asian face, just with this outfit, it would be a British gentleman in the late 19th century.

The other is modern dress, with a snow-white shirt, simple and neat.

The two looked at each other, and they understood each other's identity in an instant.

This is not the image of a human body, but the human form formed by the soul, and the standard image of consciousness recognition. The swallowtail f is Wang Jian, and the white shirt is Liu Kunlun.

In the soul world, there is no way to escape, no way to avoid, and you can only face your hands directly.

It's you. Wang Jian's face is so singular. He is careless, indeed careless. All the evidence has always shown that this young man is Liu Kunlun. The other party even took Kunlun without restraint and was close to the Liu family. He can quickly establish trust with Li Ming, Jian, Ai and Feng Yuan. All of this is so open and straightforward, without concealment. But the more open and unconcealed, Wang Jian becomes more suspicious. He believes that this is a plan led by Ji Yugan, and the motive is not to revenge, but to J Yi.

He was wrong. This was a complete revenge. From the beginning, he clearly wanted to cause trouble for himself, but he was still involved in the circle, which turned out to be such a situation.s1;

The process should not be like this. Normally, the owner of this body should fall asleep, and Mai Junhao, who recites scriptures, is just a decoration that fools Ji Yu. He does not need the intermediary's C knife, nor does he need to recite scriptures, nor does he need the assistance of Gabala bowl. Everything is only required by Lao Wang to complete it himself.

He has practiced for many years and has already opened his head. He can control his consciousness. Although it is important to change his body, it is not difficult at all. It only goes one after another. The whole process does not exceed five minutes. It is also to delay time to make you confused and familiar with your new body.

The reappearance of the dead souls indicates a life-and-death struggle. Wang Jian and Liu Kunlun confront each other for a long time, but Mai Junhao still sat upright and remained motionless.

This is not the first time Liu Kunlun has left his body, but he has hidden this secret and no one has told him that this is his last trump card for his agreement to take risks. Every night, he travels around, feeling all living things and the universe, just like ordinary people dreaming, experiencing unique and strange travels in spaces, and everything returns to normal at dawn.

The duel began, and it was a strange battle. Obviously, Wang Jian had more experience. He pounced over and tried to surround and absorb the weak soul with powerful energy. Lao Wang lived longer, was diligent in practicing, and had strong willpower. He should have swallowed it smoothly, but he felt very difficult, just like a python swallowing a rhino. He might be able to swallow it, but he didn't know whether it would swell to the point of swelling.

The two souls fought hard, you had me and I had you, and the image gradually became blurred. Wang Jian became Wang Huayun, and then Wang Haikun. The shadow of Nan Peichen and Wang Haicong appeared on Liu Kunlun, and the entanglement between the two people turned into a team battle of six people.

Both sides are evenly matched, and no one can eat each other. The soul is different, there is no pain, no concept of time, no five senses, but the whole body turns into millions of keen contacts, feeling everything in the world. Various radiations, various radio waves, IFI signals, a micron of dust, and oxygen molecules can all be sensed, but they are still.

Mai Junhao was still meditating, but when he looked carefully, his breathing was still. The mixed soul passed through the wall and passed through the corridor. Ji Yugan in the room stared at the screen and was still motionless. Outdoor, in the driver's hands, the smoke was fixed, the watch on his hand and the second hand were also still, and time stopped at this moment.

The soul continues to fight, from east to west, from south to north, going to heaven and earth, and turning the rivers and seas.

Suddenly the picture turned, the parking lot of the resort villa was empty, without cars and guests, and then the lush woods turned into pink and green willows, covered with silver, and red maple leaves all over the mountain. The villa disappeared, and replaced by a dilapidated ancient temple. The army wearing dog hats passed by the bottom of the mountain, heading south with red flags, and the sound of the plunge sounds rumbling. The troops in blue and gray uniforms and the troops in earthen uniforms started fighting. Five flags were flying on the positions of both sides.
Chapter completed!