Another hundred years passed with such chaos and confusion.
The noise of the world is getting more and more intense.
And that line that was originally vague has become almost obvious in the world of Turin Dream.
Can't wait to see you.
But those who have reached the height of the Golden Immortal can feel the 'pressure' released by the Turin Dream at all times.
This pressure runs throughout and transcends all so-called rules and principles.
Reached a level above thinking.
No one can understand it, and no one can grasp it.
But they all understood...'it' appeared!
Taiyi Dao Fruit, the supreme opportunity!
"The time has come!" Ke Xiaoliang opened his eyes in the Supreme Demonic Palace.
Then a knife was taken out.
He irrigated this sword with his own immortal energy and refined it for more than ten thousand years.
Now he is not using this sword to kill the enemy, but using this sword to kill himself.
The knife fell, and the golden finger of the gourd vine that was connected to his soul was cut off directly.
The pain of soul tearing was nothing to Ke Xiaoliang.
Only the continuous decline in the realm, which is about to fall below the golden fairyland, is the real fatal thing.
But the atmosphere of decline did not break out.
Another powerful Golden Immortal aura, based on the Demonic Palace, imitated Ke Xiaoliang's aura and was deliberately released towards the outside world.
"Sorry to trouble you!" Ke Xiaoliang said to Molly with a pale face.
Molly looked at Ke Xiaoliang and smiled charmingly.
"You just believe me that much?"
"You don't believe that that passage leads to the soul, right?"
Ke Xiaoliang smiled but didn't answer.
Of course, the passages for ordinary women do not necessarily lead to the soul.
If this is true, the technician ladies have too many people on their minds.
But as a golden fairy, and her style is not bohemian, Molly has a physical interaction with him, which is a commitment.
What's more,... Ke Xiaoliang is not necessarily as weak as he appears.
Holding the gourd vine squirming in the palm of your hand.
Ke Xiaoliang had a complicated expression, and then after giving him a personality, he was easily thrown into the world of Turin Dream.
"Let you become me and experience a period of life!"
"This counts as me repaying your karma."
Ke Xiaoliang whispered.
At the same time, the black-hearted old man in Turin Dream, holding the net of fate, already showed a cold smile.
"coming!"
"You finally couldn't help it and came in anyway!"
"Not only did he come in, but he also contained all the immortal aura."
"Now that you're here...then don't leave! Let you be the last nutrient for this world to accelerate its growth and bear fruits." The black-hearted old man thought to himself, and quickly put a destiny that had been compiled into a long-lasting destiny. in the long river of time.
The perspective changes, and the confrontation above nothingness becomes shadowless and intangible, appearing as vain as rootless duckweed.
But after falling into the world, all truth can be relied on, and it is no longer so far-fetched.
It seems that no matter how lofty the game is, it must be based on reality in the end.
Just like the last flowers and fruits, they will bloom in the world, instead of being nothingness without support and soil.
The evening wind blew along the narrow alley from the busy pedestrian street to the corner that was only one street away.
The tabby cat squatting on the mailbox in the cafe, squinting its eyes and looking at the person who sneaked in with vigilant eyes.
How weird!
There was no sun or rain, yet he was holding an umbrella.
The civet cat looked at this stupid human and twitched its long beard contemptuously.
Then he turned around, jumped, and landed on the sycamore tree nearby.
Under the sycamore tree covered with light bulbs, there is an old signboard painted with tung oil.
"No. 5, Seaside Village, this is it!" The man named Ke Xiaoliang looked exactly like Ke Xiaoliang, but was not Ke Xiaoliang. He carefully identified the man to prevent mistakes in the vague impression in his memory.
Pushing open the red lacquered wooden door, the rotating wind chime makes a crisp sound like falling into a dream.
Next to the dimly lit fireplace, a well-dressed old guy was typing on the keyboard with one finger skillfully. The light from the computer screen reflected on the wrinkled face, which inevitably looked a bit strange.
Hearing the ringtone, the old guy raised his head and seemed to just glance at 'Ke Xiaoliang' indifferently, and then buried his head again.
"First time?" the old guy lowered his head and asked, continuing to be busy with his things.
Ke Xiaoliang nodded first, and then quickly said: "Yes, but...it shouldn't be counted."
His words seemed a little hesitant, as if he had something to hide.
"That's the first time. Take it to room No. 7. The house number is 'Ru Meng Ling'. Check in today and check out tomorrow. The room rate tonight is Ten Rishou. Do you have any questions?" Although the guy was asking, he had already handed over the key. No matter from which angle he looked at it, there seemed to be no room for rejection.
Ke Xiaoliang took the key obediently. He had clearly turned around, but turned back and asked, "I... was just curious. The administrator here seemed to be a lady."
The old guy finally raised his head for the second time and looked at Ke Xiaoliang carefully.
Then he buried his head again: "I'm getting married and going to Europe for my honeymoon. I'll be your substitute."
Ke Xiaoliang felt a little regretful, but he still put away the old black umbrella, holding it cherished in his hand, and followed the steep stairs to the third floor according to the instructions in the stairwell.
In the corner of the third floor, the room with the door number 'Ru Meng Ling' was slowly pushed open.
This is a room decorated in the style of the Republic of China. There is a discontinued antique clock hanging on the wall and an old-fashioned iron-shell hand-cranked magnet telephone with broken wires. They are placed flatly on the brown wooden table, with stacks on the side. There were some newspapers that looked like they had been published in the previous month.
In the center of the room is a two-meter large bed.
Ke Xiaoliang took off his shoes and lay down, then closed his eyes.
At this time, a large number of bubbles appeared in front of his eyes.
Every bubble exudes an ominous gray atmosphere.
It seems that if you get infected with them, you will be entangled in death.
At the same time, a deep voice sounded in Ke Xiaoliang's mind.
"Choose! Be devoured, or have a new destiny."
Ke Xiaoliang did not make an immediate decision, but followed the instructions left in his memory and began to carefully observe the color of the bubbles.
This special B&B is not just a simple rental business.
He also rents out a period of life from different people.
This kind of business is not allowed on the surface.
Because it is first linked to the devil in hell and belongs to the gray industry within the gray industry.
However, there are still many people who secretly buy other people's lives and experience different lives.
In the Western world, similar businesses are almost out of sight.
But in the Eastern world, this business is very secretive and requires someone to introduce you to it.
Of course, Ke Xiaoliang didn't come here just to experience a different life.
It's about activating one of his 'feats'.
Over the years, he has had a recurring dream.
The dream told him many things.
Coming here to activate the 'expertise' also comes from the guidance in dreams.
