——She sat upright under the dim shadow of the lamp, motionless.
A look of nervousness and hesitation flashed across his eyes, and fear and desire emerged in his heart.
Jiang Xueming from [fe204863] is a madman!
I thought I could negotiate a human flesh deal with this guy, but I naively thought that I could buy this big shot just by relying on wealth, power or youth.
Until this evil devil told me all about his past experiences, until he talked to me about his lifelong ideals.
I finally understood that there is no possibility of cooperation between us——
——In the eyes of Sixty-Three, I am just a prop! An observation prop that can barely see the future clearly and is used to transform Jiang Xueming’s soul power!
It was not our newsboy who found Sixty-Three, but Sixty-Three who took the initiative to find us!
Claudia Ars Duran, cheer up!
The devil doesn't care about money or beauty. In order to achieve his goal, he can give up everything.
The lives of everyone on the plane are experimental props in his hands - including Wood Plunk, the train conductor who is full of variables and has an eccentric personality. His soul power is like a violent explosive, which can be used in this experiment.
It shows endless creativity.
Sixty-three has regarded us as compounds. When we react with Jiang Xueming, we can catalyze a soul power that is completely different from the [regret medicine] and defeat the gravity of fate - this is his idea!
Although I don’t know what heaven Sixty-Three is talking about, the soul in our body and the power of our soul are almost destined to be unchangeable by God.
Even like the Almighty Hand, their soul power was bitten by the Mad Butterfly and became fragmented, but the special abilities of the soul power are still very different, and there will be no essential changes. They are nothing more than hardware data such as destructive power, speed, and endurance.
of weakening.
Even if Liu San plants the Vita brand in Jiang Xueming's body, he will only get a weakened version of the [Regret Medicine] in the end, which is not the result Liu San wants.
And I am Claudia Ars Duran!
I don't want to die here! I want to change my destiny!
I want to take Flavia and escape from here! I love her, even if she doesn't love me very much!
——This love is my courage and determination.
Sixty-three hugged his knees with his hands: "What are you thinking about? Ms. Duran?"
There was only hostility in Dulan's eyes, even though she had already entered Sixty-Three's hunting ground. In the eyes of this evil devil, other people's lives were considered consumables, props used to reach heaven.
"No matter what you want to do, I don't want to play with you anymore! Sixty-three!"
"I can kill you easily." Sixty-three said: "Do you know how fast I kill people?"
"I...I know...I know!" Dulan's eyes flashed with the power of her soul. When she decided to say these words, the [Timeline] calibrated seven ways to die for her, "Even if it's
Fe33031’s Jiang Xueming is not someone I can provoke, so even out his effective kills..."
Sixty-three interrupted: "On average, more than three people are killed every day. Even if you know this, you still want to..."
Dulan interrupted Sixty-Three's interruption: "You put [going to heaven] first, which is of unknown meaning to me, and you have never taken me seriously. Big shot, I don't understand what you mean.
What is paradise - it is too abstract, Taimo Lake! I only think that in order to achieve this goal, you must sacrifice the lives of many people, and maybe even sacrifice yourself - but in the end, can I
Survival? Can Flavia and I really get off the plane alive? How many times has she died? I will never allow you to continue to play with our lives!"
Before he finished speaking——
——The domineering demon king has used his soul power to grab Ms. Duran's neck again.
The rusty spirit body still possesses powerful strength and can easily lift the tall lady, who weighs about fifty kilograms and is just over one hundred and eighty centimeters tall.
Just at this moment, the wild rice snake spit out a red letter of resistance towards the devil!
Dulan almost fainted from being pinched, but she never had any intention of begging for mercy. She did not intend to make a gesture of surrender, nor did she want to beg for mercy with a smile. She just pointed her middle finger at Sixty-Three in pain.
The moment she almost lost consciousness due to lack of oxygen in her brain, her hands were still clutching the steel toe claws of the [Repentance Medicine], trying to resist Sixty-Three's strong soul power with her body.
Her fingernails were turned up, and her legs were unnaturally straight, like a dead animal that had just been slaughtered by a butcher. Blood dripped from her fingers and fell to the smooth floor——
——The sixty-three-year-old boy's eyes shrank, and Dulan was suddenly put back into his seat safely and gently.
As the plane climbed, blood followed the inclination of the floor and flowed all the way to the customer service room, seeping into the cracks of the isolation door and appearing on the white carpet of the customer service room.
"Damn it..." Sixty-three pursed his lips and cursed, but he was full of curiosity, because this was a new possibility, a new branch option: "The goddess of luck is involved in the brave..."
Duran's eyes flashed with blazing flames, burning together with the white snake.
"What will happen? Sixty-three, this is the first time I resist you, right?"
Immediately afterwards——
——In the customer service room, Flavia stood up and spoke angrily to Mr. Wood.
"Sir, the plane is still climbing and there will be some turbulence. You'd better return to your seat."
Wood was also smiling and took a second look at the flight attendant's healthy wheat-colored skin and beautiful legs.
"I can't breathe, so I just want to come here to find some water. Do you have any water?"
Flavia was very nervous. She was not a good actress. She trembled under the almost tortured look of the VIP of the Abyss Express. She walked to the coffee machine and turned around to look for the cup. She immediately found blood stains on the carpet.
"This smell...is the smell of blood! It's Dulan's blood..."
This feminist didn't hesitate at all. The moment her companion was attacked, she hit the isolation door of the first-class cabin and rushed towards Sixty-Three.
She grabbed Sixty-Three's collar and shouted loudly.
"Hey! Weird! How dare you hit my woman!?"
Woodpluck followed closely behind, and he could clearly feel that the furry inspiration with the stench of rotting food seemed to accompany the weird flight attendant to the first class cabin.
——Butch the Bad Cat is hiding in the first class cabin.
When Captain Wood entered Sixty-Three's field of vision, the Demon King put away all his murderous intentions.
He finally knew what Ms. Duran relied on.
If the lives of the pink beauties cannot be saved, I'm afraid Dulan will always be against him.
If you want to transform Jiang Xueming's soul power, but also want this kid to survive, you have to get in close contact with him, and repeatedly forge new soul power in the direct collisions of spiritual bodies - you have to bypass Wood Plunk's interference.
It's really too difficult.
Mr. Wood stood still in the noisy environment and remained outside the range of the [Regret Potion]. It was almost impossible to kill him directly with the soul power.
As soon as Sixty-Three stood up, Wood shouted loudly.
"Hey! You guy who hides in the shadows and doesn't dare to see anyone! You're the one who's been causing trouble in the dark, right?"
Ms. Duran immediately grabbed Flavia's hand and tried to hide in a safe place to avoid being accidentally injured by these two strong men.
Flavia held up her lover's scarred hands and saw the bruises on the nails and the scratches on Ms. Duran's neck.
"How dare this guy hurt you?! Has he always been so brave? He doesn't know who I am? Doesn't he know what we are capable of?! Damn...damn!"
Flavia's eyes widened, and despite Duran's obstruction, she reached out her hand from her lover's arms, pointed at Sixty-Three's nose and yelled.
"You're dead! You old beast! I'm going to use [The Twilight Zone] to poison you! Don't worry! I promise you! The process will be very painful! You will bleed from all your orifices and die in extreme pain!"
This little girl who knew nothing about heaven and earth could not shake Sixty-Three's heart at all - he focused his attention on Wood Plaque.
He was always on guard against the commander, putting all the noise behind him, and had a strong curiosity in his heart. What would happen if he continued to run forward according to this timeline?
In addition to making people age rapidly, [regret medicine] also has a fatal side effect.
That's waiting——
——During the long journey through time, Sixty-Three could drag the progress bar of his life to reach an earlier timeline, but he could not speed up time.
It's like looking for a beautiful pornographic picture in a video tape. It only has a few frames, but if you want to use the power of [regret medicine] to seize this fleeting opportunity, you have to endure endless garbage time.
The process of trying again and again and waiting for the pornographic pictures almost became a kind of mental torture.
Flavia and Duran's strong love gave birth to amazing courage——
——This kind of bravery allows fate to bring their guardian knight to Sixty-Three.
It is completely different from the previous sixteen chapters, and there will be some new changes more or less.
Sixty-three did not dare to use the [regret medicine] for fear of missing out on this novel experience and the most important [sex picture] in life. He just waited patiently for new changes.
"It's you!" Wood Placker pointed at Sixty-Three's nose: "It's you who implanted the memory in my head! Right? What on earth do you want to do?"
This answer surprised Sixty-Three——
——But Woodpluck gave him almost no time to prepare.
"These two ladies look so cute and charming! But they are crying in front of you! I can smell blood, so to speak! You are the bad cat Butch! You are doing evil in secret! Take it! [sex
bomb·sexy bomb]! Blow him up!”
Water droplets splashed out from Wood's hands and spread towards Sixty-Three's face.
The flame is like a python that preys on people, moving along the explosive medium.
The flames produced by the explosion illuminated the dim first-class cabin -
——Sixty-three did not escape, [Regret Medicine] used his rotten steel fist to tear the weak water vapor flame into pieces, and then headed straight towards Wood Plaque!
On the first try, Wood blew up the plane's right wing and the plane crashed into the sea.
In the second attempt, Wood blew up Flavia, Dulan was seriously injured and was about to die, and Jiang Xueming escaped to the tail of the plane.
On the third try, Wood took advantage of the narrow cabin terrain to defeat Sixty-Three, but failed to completely kill him.
In the fourth attempt, Wood was poisoned by Flavia, and Jiang Xueming received strong mental stimulation and was about to awaken his soul power.
This cycle is repeated, ending in failure every time, until the sixteenth round.
During the collision between Xueming and Sixty-Three's spirit bodies, Sixty-Three tried his best and finally carved [fe33031] and a string of writing on the kid's spirit body in an attempt to change Xueming's soul power characteristics, but he didn't have time yet.
Verification results——
——In the seventeenth round of the duel, two sweet girls rang the duel bell.
"You guy..." Wood's eyes suddenly changed, and when he saw clearly the characteristics of the spirit body of [Regret Medicine], he hesitated for a moment, "The shape of your spirit body! Why is it exactly the same as Jiang Xueming?!"
The phosphorized black steel figure stepped onto the smooth floor.
It looks like a knight in iron armor, with a round clock dial on the chest and a keyhole feature that cannot be forgotten at a glance.
"Could it be that... your soul power is to read other people's memories? Is it to imitate other people's spirit bodies and appearances?" Wood Plunk's expression was distorted, full of disgust: "Yes! How despicable!"
In order to save his life, Dulan wanted to escape from the control of Sixty-Three, and immediately surrendered to the enemy without any hesitation——
"——Captain Wood! He is Jiang Xueming!"
Wood was even more confused: "Sister, are you kidding me? That kid is obviously right behind me..."
Xueming just peeked his head from the side of Captain Wood, and when he saw the sixty-three dark spirits, he was also so surprised that he couldn't speak.
Duran hugged Flavia's waist and said in horror.
"No, no, no! He is Jiang Xueming, he is Jiang Xueming!"
It is difficult to express specific meaning in a very short time with just one tongue——
——The spiritual barrier between people almost made Ms. Duran despair.
Sixty-three stopped moving because he could see the explosive in Wood's hand——
——Rubber products removed from first-class seats. The energy contained in them can blast through the iron sheet of the aircraft cabin.
Wood analyzed carefully: "Hey! Not only can you read memories and implant memories! Can you also change other people's thoughts? This beautiful girl has been brainwashed by you? Evil devil - why do I look at you more and more?
, the more I feel that you and this kid are related by blood? Have I been brainwashed by you too?"
Jiang Xueming's brain was trembling——
——He took out the Browning M1900 without thinking, pointed at Sixty-Three and pulled the trigger.
Wood hit the detonation switch at the same time!
The scattered fragments of zinc bullets hit the iron shell and steel body of [Repentant Medicine], unable to hurt this incarnation of the god at all.
"It's not a fake... He's not a fake." Jiang Xueming grabbed Wood and said nervously: "He's not a fake! Teacher Wood! You and I have learned this lesson! Spirit bodies cannot be fake! And that
The face is not fake!"
Wood: "Are you sure! Boy!"
"I've looked at that face in front of the mirror countless times!" Jiang Xueming said seriously and firmly.
Sixty-three finally gave up——
--He couldn't get around Woodplake.
If he makes any extreme move, the journey may end early. At the moment of the plane crash, Jiang Xueming has no way to survive, and it is difficult to touch Xueming's spirit body.
Only Ms. Duran was still roaring at the top of her lungs.
"Jiang Xueming! You finally figured it out! This guy is you! Your beauty is unquestionable - he is you in the future! You in another world! You must kill him, and we must join forces to kill him together! Only then can we escape.
This hell!”
"Good sister! Don't worry!" Wood patted his chest and assured: "Good-looking girls can live for a long time in horror movies. If your breasts are bigger and your clothes are more revealing, you might be able to survive this movie.
Finish..."
Before he finished speaking, he observed that the stars outside the window were no longer moving.
Ms. Duran came to her senses and was surprised to find that she was back in the first-class seat.
Sixty-three remained motionless, as if all the changes that had just occurred were all a dream.
"Are you going to fight me again, Ms. Duran?"
The plane was still climbing upwards and had just entered the clouds.
Woodpluck's screams came from the economy class cabin.
"Why? Why is this glass of water full again? I obviously drank it all!"
"Is the enemy's soul power... filling an empty cup with water?"