Chapter 80 Constraints

Don't take what others say as something you have to do.

Nothing is certain.

It seemed that everyone expressed this, with only a very few individuals still not caring whether He Jingtong was dead or alive, and some even subjectively hoped that He Jingtong would die sooner.

The boy doesn't care about this, because for him, human nature is always in his consideration.

"So I don't have to die?" He Jingtong murmured, "So there are still people who want me to live?"

“I always feel that if you do something that goes against other people’s expectations, it’s a bad behavior.”

But what can we do to change the current situation?

The alien Su Qing held off most of the people on his own, and the rest of the people were also powerless under the confrontation of other A-level aliens.

What can we do to change the current situation?

We have already calculated this far, and we should win, but...

What's the problem?

In the end, you still have to believe in what you leave for yourself. I don’t know if it can be considered a way out.

The spatial fragment of the lazy alien spirit kept beating deep in He Jingtong's soul.

Miraculously, the sensations that came over transcended the physical pain that was blocked by the system, which surprised He Jing for a moment, but afterwards, he suddenly felt as if his soul was being torn apart.

"What happened to He Jingtong?" Zong Feng's eyes widened, but he did not stop attacking the alien spirit.

Taoist Priest Jian frowned and said, "The space fragments of the alien spirits are already deep in his soul. They are like the source of infection of the virus, but things related to the soul are not so-called viruses that can be easily transmitted. Therefore, at this moment, he is between human intellect and the twisted sins of the alien spirits, and is constantly being tortured by human nature."

"The space fragments of the lazy spirit are not only able to make He Jingtong have the cognition of not wanting to work hard. If that were the case, I think no one would be so scared at this time. The reason why the spirit is called a spirit is because the seven deadly sins are also one to some extent."

Just like the color of power displayed by a spiritual master is a 100% manifestation of a certain virtue, the color of a certain power displayed by a spirit is also a 100% manifestation of that sin.

Of course, they also have other sins at the same time, but those sins are not so obvious, but relatively speaking, they are much more hidden.

"Let me do it." Master Jian sighed.

His power system is still different from the power application of ordinary spiritualists. Taoist Jian learned mostly inherited things, and after awakening as a spiritualist, he got used to using soul power to draw talismans, but cinnabar and yellow paper were still used.

The talisman formations that Jian Zirui used still seemed a little immature in front of her master.

Taoist Jian just raised his hand, and a large number of talismans appeared in front of the wanted criminals and spirits summoned by Fu Zexun.

Then, in an instant, those talismans began to spontaneously combust.

The alien spirit that approached the talisman seemed to be ignited by the talisman, and the entire body began to twist and burn.

Ghosts are the afterimages left behind after a person dies. If you say they have a physical body, then they do exist, but if you say they don’t have a physical body, then you can also say they don’t exist.

However, some of the Taoist teachings are between reality and illusion.

It's a professional match.

Therefore, even if they were A-level spirits, the speed at which they were turned into dust was much faster than expected.

When many old men saw this scene, their eyes narrowed. One of them sighed deeply and said, "The so-called masters are not just those of us who have always been in the open."

Not long ago, the Taoist priest himself said that he took the initiative to go down the mountain because someone donated money to build a Taoist temple.

Without talking about his behavior, just talking about a strong man who can live in a Taoist temple that needs to be renovated, does he really care so much about money?

Money, fame, and even life and death are all disregarded.

Afterwards, Taoist Jian took over from He Yunian and took the initiative to confront the alien spirit Su Qing.

After He Yunian was replaced, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Some old men who treated the S-level alien as a test paper and believed that only by filling out this test paper could they prove their own strength were shocked.

They now have to admit the fact that it is not seven or eight people who are fighting for this exam paper, but seven or eight people who are powerless to do anything about it.

As the Taoist said, He Jingtong was also undergoing the so-called soul torture.

Deep in his soul, there was a voice constantly asking him, "Don't you hate it? There are so many people who are expecting you to die as a matter of course."

Aren't you jealous? The talented teenagers who are staying in the academy are protected by you. They are enjoying everything you give them without knowing anything...

Questions like these kept coming one after another, and He Jingtong would answer these inexplicable questions very rationally, saying that he didn't care at all.

Because everything he did, from beginning to end, came from his own heart.

The so-called original intention is not that the protagonist of a shonen manga must have an attitude towards life and must shed blood to get a good result. Instead, he decided that he needed to go to the third dimension.

In order to achieve your goals, you should try your best and make desperate efforts.

To He Jingtong, the soul-searching questions are unnecessary to think about from the beginning to the end.

But he didn't mind answering the question: "Yes."

What do you hate?

There is no concrete existence, but it seems that by answering this kind of question, one can touch upon the rules of this world.

The complexity of human nature is not determined by absolute judgments of virtue and sin.

Just answer a question and the fragments of the otherworldly space deep within the soul will begin to riot.

He Jing was aware of the rising strength with extreme calmness on the one hand, but at the same time he seemed to be in extreme pain. He covered his head and curled up his body madly, trying to buy himself a little sense of security.

But later, someone who had broken through the siege of the alien spirits finally appeared beside He Jingtong.

That is Pei Lin and Shang Tingqi.

Qi Xueyi and Jian Zirui were ultimately unable to make it in time and rushed to He Jingtong's side.

This action meant that they could only watch helplessly. Pei Lin picked up Ming Jiuguan and put the knife back on He Jingtong's neck.

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank.

Shang Tingqi asked with trembling lips: "What are you doing?"

Pei Lin told her, "At that time, Jiang Nan was able to maintain his last bit of rationality and told He Jingtong that it was illogical for him to kill him. At this time, He Jingtong could only move towards complete alienation in endless pain."

Pei Lin knew better than anyone what he was doing.

He recalled countless times in his mind whether he could kill Jiang Nan if he begged him to do it.

He absolutely couldn't do it. Of course, Pei Lin couldn't do it even more against He Jingtong at that moment.

He didn't know what He Jingtong had done. He was just too cowardly to kill his companion.

But Pei Lin has to do this now.

Because those old guys could be the ones to attack He Jingtong at any time.

He Jingtong is a child, and a child who has just been involved in the supernatural world for a short time.

Seriously speaking, the gap between them is not just one term, but a full three years.

"But it's just a transformation, it can't be reversed. Can't I use my own will to make him not transform so quickly?"

He turned to look at He Jingtong: "Until the very end, until you think it is completely irreversible, as long as you tell me in person that you want me to kill you, then no matter what, I will definitely do it."

Pei Lin's tone was so clear, and his hand holding the knife didn't tremble at all, but deep in his pupils, there was pain visible to the naked eye.

Shang Tingqi finally understood what Pei Lin's actions meant.

It was because he saw the shadow of Jiang Nan in He Jingtong.

It was also because Pei Lin did not want He Jingtong to go from being the executioner who had taken on everything to being the one being executed.

That's pretty pathetic, isn't it?

Therefore, as long as it doesn't reach Jiang Nan's level, there is definitely a possibility of recovery.

Although that possibility is so small that it seems non-existent, there are so many of them, students and teachers, this city, and even the entire country behind it. If it really doesn't work, they will have to exchange interests and go to other countries for help.

Doesn’t the West always regard the transformation of alien spirits as the devil?

Their ascetics focus on purification, and there will always be someone who can help...

There is always one.

It was this mentality that made Pei Lin take the initiative to put the knife on He Jingtong's neck.

You don't have to suffer the pain of being alive, nor do you have to face the blame of others if your suicide attempt fails.

You just need to try your best to survive until all other methods are ineffective and you truly believe that you deserve to die... Then the execution will be done by him, Pei Lin.

How could He Jingtong not understand such a clear and visible behavioral background?

The splitting headache disappeared, and the rising strength no longer felt like a torrent raging in the body, but like an ocean.

All the vortices were forced into the body.

Time and again, close combat, and actions that did not care about life and death, allowed He Jingtong to master the power brought by soul transformation to the greatest extent at this time.

And then he regained control of Ming Jiuguan.

"If that time comes, I'll trouble you."

Pei Lin looked at He Jingtong and said coldly: "Ah, I will. Just like you did to my teammates."

Shang Tingqi was about to reach out to pull Pei Lin's sleeve, but she heard him say, "I don't want that to happen again, even if it's me to you."

That's enough.

He Jingtong stood up again. One of his eyes was clear, but the other seemed to be drowning in a whirlpool of chaos.

No matter what state his soul was in, that extreme rationality that was rated as pathological by the system was still working at this moment, still making him point his weapon at Fu Zexun.

"What a beautiful color." Fu Zexun looked at He Jingtong's obviously confused eyes, and said with a twisted tone of praise, "You will definitely become the most powerful spirit, and you will definitely become a legend that everyone fears and knows."

"But before that, you will die first." He Jingtong pursed his lips, he tightly gripped the knife in his hand, and rushed towards Fu Zexun.

Someone promised to be the executioner when he thought he deserved to die.

Someone shouted that he must not commit suicide.

Some people also told He Jingtong that his existence itself is dangerous.

But no matter which one it was, couldn't he even allow himself to be killed while conscious?

That’s not the case, isn’t it?

After several days of training, He Jingtong, with the help of his soul transformation power, made Fu Zexun feel troubled.

After the soul is transformed, it is not just ordinary strength that is enhanced.

Agility, judgment in combat, speed of heavy strikes with the sword, and reaction time when retracting the sword, all these things have been greatly improved.

A massive burst of orange power blocked the absolute blow that He Jingtong was swinging with a knife in one hand.

Behind the blood-soaked boy, there were many old acquaintances, but they all said, "It doesn't make sense for a seriously injured person to be the main attacker at this time."

They rushed forward.

However, Fu Zexun can see the future from He Jingtong's abnormal eyes.

The future He Jingtong will one day have to face everything he has now.

"Hahaha, hahaha." Fu Zexun laughed again, but his laughter was not crazy, nor did it have any profound meaning. It was just the same contented attitude he usually maintained when he was teaching in the academy.

All we have is a calm attitude towards death and a little bit of hope for death...

expect.

Fu Zexun withdrew the orange power that resisted He Jingtong's sword swing, and let Ming Jiuguan cut his shoulder. Blood splattered, flesh hung on bones, and clothes were stained red, but Fu Zexun was still able to maintain that smile.

"Kill you." He Jingtong swung his knife forward again.

But this time, He Jingtong heard Fu Zexun say, "Of course, I allow it."

"Trying to control the most powerful spirit in legend with a human body is my greatest sin."

"But at the same time, from now on, you will never be bound again." Fu Zexun had a weird smile on his face.

The orange force used to resist was disintegrating visibly.

Fu Zexun had consumed too much energy, whether it was when he gave his all to treat He Jingtong at the beginning, or when he suddenly faced so many teachers and students afterwards.

It also included the subsequent forced control and driving of the alien spirit Su Qing to target the old man who dared to attack He Jingtong.

All of these became the root cause of Fu Zexun's exhaustion of strength.

He was already powerless to resist.

Nor did he think it necessary to resist the death bestowed upon him by He Jingtong.

Fu Zexun looked at He Jingtong and widened his eerie smile, but suddenly relaxed the orange power and allowed the knife to pierce his chest.

But this time, it is no longer the so-called alien spirit/body.

The sound of cloth tearing rang out again, accompanied by the alien spirit Su Qing's undisguised crazy laughter.

"I knew you could do it." The alien spirit Su Qing was arrogant. He arrogantly believed that He Jingtong could kill Fu Zexun, and even believed that he could go back alive.

Because only by returning alive will He Jingtong face the most tragic scene.

A companion who constantly reminded him that he was no longer a human being.

They were afraid of him all the time and regarded him as a strange spirit that must be killed.

Whichever it is, it must be a great view!

But before that, the alien spirit Su Qing no longer had to face Fu Zexun's control.

You don't have to target a particular old man, but you can target everyone without any scruples.

The only person who is not included is He Jingtong.

The arrogant monster didn't even bother to say: "The ultimate goal of your growth is to become the king of all alien spirits—"

These words caused a shock in many people, but the alien spirit Su Qing didn't care. He just calmly mobilized his strength once again.

"Realm - Puppet!"

This time, countless threads pulled countless people's arms.

He Yunian tried to step forward again, but was easily stopped by the alien spirit Su Qing.

The alien Su Qing held his neck with his arm and pinned him to the ground, still smiling wildly: "Just because of you? Just because of a weakling like you, who is destined to be the strongest king among the aliens, how could you be a weak and incompetent person who would commit suicide just because of a word from you?"

This is still sowing discord.

Just like what He Yunian said just now, the old man was busy fighting against the alien spirit Su Qing at that time, and actually did not notice that He Jingtong had woken up.

But after the battle, there will definitely be a detailed review of the process.

By then, He Yunian will still know this.

Yes, that's right, the alien spirit Su Qing did not intend to kill He Yunian at this time.

But he didn't mind. He gave He Yunian the status of a wolf and gave He Yunian humbleness.

Because only in this way, the extreme feelings towards the eldest grandson will continue to ferment in secret.

You see, what you said is no longer effective.

You see, your grandson, who should have had no scruples and chose to commit suicide immediately, has a desire to survive that is not in line with his character...

What are you going to do?

Behind the alien spirit Su Qing were many people with silk threads hanging all over their bodies.

Those people were all under the control of the alien spirit Su Qing.

The puppet world is not a murderous world, and the alien Su Qing did not want to carry out a massacre. That would only make him suffer constant hunting in the future like the dead Fu Zexun.

That's too troublesome. The alien Su Qingke still wants to watch the show, but she doesn't want to become a character in the show at all.

In this way, he naturally directed all his thoughts towards He Yunian.

The old man's head was forced to turn towards He Jingtong's direction.

That young man was constantly using Ming Jiuguan to cut the threads that controlled people.

However, the people he chose to rescue were only the teachers and students of the academy, including Zong Feng, with whom he had only spent a very short time, and Taoist Jian, whom he met for the first time.

He Jingtong was the only one who saved those old men who had ambiguous attitudes before.

But it shouldn't be.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that those old guys, one after another, care so much about money, wealth and power, but in fact, they all came to see He Jingtong when he was a child, and even lived with him for a period of time.

He Jingtong was his elder, there was no way he could have forgotten him.

Has the order of importance of people in your mind been completely changed because you came to the academy?

When this realization came to him, He Yunian no longer cared about his own plight. He simply reversed this realization and realized that He Jingtong would eventually become a spirit...

Even though he is saving people now.

The alien spirit Su Qing of course saw all the changes in He Yunian's eyes, and he laughed silently again.

How could he not be happy facing such a scene?

One day, He Jingtong will be cornered and unable to stand out among the crowd or survive among the evil spirits.

The alien spirit Su Qing was of course curious whether his behavior was the result of Fu Zexun's past actions.

But once he thought about it, he realized that he actually just looked down on human beings.

They look down on these things and exclude everything else as long as everything does not go as they expect.

Afterwards, the alien spirit Su Qing grabbed He Yunian's head and smashed it hard.

After confirming that He Yunian was unconscious, the alien spirit Su Qing looked at the last old man, who had not yet had his control thread cut by Ming Jiuguan. Su Qing instantly flashed to the man's side and easily cut off his entire arm.

"At least I have to give an explanation to the person who has died. After all, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to become the strongest in such a short time."

It was still a gift of cognitive concepts, thanks to his previous battle against Zong Feng.

If it weren't for Zong Feng, the alien spirit Su Qing would never have thought of such a method.

But his methods are more gentle, so gentle that only some subconscious concepts are added. By the time he is discovered, everything has already fermented to the point where it is irreversible, hahahaha.

The alien spirit Su Qing smiled triumphantly, but in the eyes of the old man, he looked like a devil.

The scream was stuck in his throat, the strings on his body were resolved by Ming Jiuguan, but the accumulated hatred was involuntarily transferred to the young man.

If only he had come to rescue him sooner...

But in fact, no matter how many ifs there are, they are not ifs.

If they really tried their best to save people instead of just thinking about it, seven or eight people would fight for an answer sheet...

Of course, He Jingtong did not need to face the scene of being experimented on at the moment.

Secondly, everyone clearly said that only realms can fight each other, so how could He Jingtong cut those threads?

Based on what?

Unless he also has the realm.

I just don't want to use it.

In the old man's mind, any subjective facts became unwarranted malice directed against him.

He could not see He Jingtong covered in blood, nor could he see his spirit constantly facing the torture of various questions.

Although those problems would not have a substantial impact on He Jingtong, they were very annoying.

It's like pop-up windows suddenly pop up on the computer, one after another, and you only need to check yes or no to solve the problem.

But checking yes or no takes time, and the brain also takes time to think. Even if there is a mindless choice of no, He Jingtong still needs to use part of his mental chain to choose.

So many facts are invisible. The only thing that can be seen is that his hand is broken and everyone else is fine.

The alien spirit Su Qing didn't kill anyone, the poison lies here.

If he had killed anyone, any one death would have been a relief to the lucky escaper at this point.

If he chooses to kill anyone, not only will his danger level be greatly increased, but he will also greatly attract the hatred of those who have managed to escape.

For example, when the alien Su Qing discovered that He Jingtong was drawing his sword against him.

"I don't want to fight you." He emphasized the word "you". "If an S-level spirit can be killed, it proves that I can also die. If it were you, you would be willing to enter the world of spirits and provide them with some protection——"

"I'm really looking forward to that kind of future."

He Jingtong was forced by everyone to completely become a ghost in the future.

He Jingtong's response was to attack with a sword.

But the alien spirit Su Qing quickly disappeared.

Just as the alien spirit Su Qing said, he has become the strongest in the world.

Without a leash, no one can stop the vicious dog until a new trainer grows up.

It can also prevent his existence, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be born among humans in a short period of time.

Moreover, even if he was born, those people would still target He Jingtong first.

The alien Su Qing suddenly felt that he was too smart. Although all his methods were initially learned from He Jingtong.

But what does that matter?

The alien spirit Su Qing left completely and stayed away from the underground laboratory of the entertainment company.

No one can catch up, and few are willing to catch up.

Probably because of He Jingtong, he knelt down on the ground again.

It was as if he had no concept of limits, pushing himself to the point of collapse every time.

But this time, it was particularly tragic.

Qi Xueyi couldn't even do the slightest bit of treatment.

The old man with a broken arm immediately directed his attack at He Jingtong.

But Jian Zirui happened to stand in front of He Jingtong and Qi Xueyi.

"Get out of the way. Now is the best chance to kill He Jingtong. Didn't you hear what the alien said? Once he becomes an alien, he will be the king of all aliens!"

"Do you believe in a spirit?" Taoist Jian stepped forward and said with a smile, "Should I say that the people down the mountain are too obsessed with worldly matters, or that they simply haven't thought straight."

"You can believe everything the spirit says, but you don't believe what the child has said silently many times. He will never let himself become a spirit..."

"Don't be so ridiculous." Taoist Jian admired He Jingtong. Of course, he had never lived with He Jingtong, but the young man's attitude of not indulging himself even in pain was enough for him to approve of.

The desperate calculation put the wanted criminal in a life-threatening situation. After he himself had already been subjected to an experiment that was worse than death, he still had to be blamed by the so-called elders. He deserved to die...

On what basis?

Taoist Priest Jian even felt that even if He Jingtong became a spirit because of this, it was not difficult to understand.

But he didn't, and he saved so many people.

"No one died, this is the best outcome, right?" An Lai said through gritted teeth, "You can't attribute your own weakness to He Jingtong's failure to rescue you just because you were powerless to resist everything."

"How could he have ever resented you? You could have arrived earlier—"

"What do you mean!" the old man roared.

The old man was not aware that He Jingtong had the ability to predict the future. Even if he knew, he would only think that He Jingtong, who was about to transform into a spirit, would become more dangerous if he had this ability.

"It's meaningless." Cui Tong said in a sarcastic tone, "Your arm was just cut off. This kind of injury can be reattached even with ordinary medical means. At most, it will affect basic use. But what does it matter? You are already this old, why do you still work hard on the front line? You should take a rest when it's time to rest."

The way Cui Tong protected the monkey made Jing Yunsong smile knowingly.

The latter also took a step forward and said to the old man: "I think what Director Cui said is right. If you have nothing to do, you can just stay at home and enjoy your retirement. You don't have to get involved in other people's affairs. If you are afraid of death, you hide in the back. You keep showing off on the front line again and again, as if you are so great."

The old man was very angry, but in the end he could only take the severed arm and leave.

Afterwards, Qi Xueyi carried He Jingtong on his back again, followed closely by Jian Zirui, and the three of them left together.

Fortunately, members of the "N" organization were prepared for injuries before taking action.

The incident happened suddenly. Although Qi Xueyi was one of the professional rescuers, members of the "N" organization still brought a lot of ordinary doctors.

Those people were all waiting outside, and were horrified when they found He Jingtong covered in blood and almost out of breath.

But first aid methods were quickly used, and after a while, the ambulance came rushing to take the person to the nearest hospital for rescue.

Qi Xueyi's hands were covered in blood. He was sitting in the ambulance with Jian Zirui next to him.

At this moment, he stared with a bit of disbelief and said, "Is Fu Zexun... really dead?"

When the medical staff heard this, they paused, but in the end they said nothing.

"I thought what you care more about is that this time, you still can't make He Jingtong better." Jian Zirui raised the corners of his mouth with an unpleasant look on his face.

"What should I do next?"

"Alien Su Qing... and He Jingtong..."

Qi Xueyi's hands kept shaking: "Things can't be... that bad, right?"

Jian Zirui didn't reply.

"Things can't be that bad!" Qi Xueyi raised his voice unconsciously.

Jian Zirui replied loudly: "Then tell me why He Jingtong was able to kill Fu Zexun!"

During the time He Jingtong was kidnapped, no matter how inhumane the training and how much strength he underwent, it would be impossible for He Jingtong to kill him.

The only way for him to possess this kind of power is to become a spirit.

"Strength is not a sin, right?" Qi Xue looked at Jian Zirui with pleading eyes.

"I have no idea……"

It is certainly not a sin when the power is used to protect people, but as long as it is used by a spirit, it is a sin.

Will He Jingtong... die?

It hurt as if my heart was being torn apart, no matter whether it was Qi Xueyi or Jian Zirui.

They dare not think about the problem, but they know that they must think about it.

Is Fu Zexun dead?

Everything was so illusory, what was the meaning of his last words? Although the teachers ignored the words of the alien Su Qing, would his words really not be spread?

If so, then what should He Jingtong do?

"I was always afraid that he would die. But I also felt that he never lived for himself."

"Always busy running around saving people, and then getting himself into trouble again and again. It's only October, isn't it? The day when Fu Zexun's destiny really began to wreak havoc was clearly during the New Year's Day." Qi Xueyi clutched his pants tightly with both hands.

Jian Zirui lowered her head: "But if fate doesn't change from the beginning, who can guarantee that fate can be changed as expected?"

They understood He Jingtong's thoughts very well.

Understand that he was forced to act by fate.

But they couldn't accept it, why that person happened to be He Jingtong.

“You must be very tired…”

But even so, we still have to persevere.

hospital.

Afterwards, Qi Xueyi did some disinfection and then went into the operating room.

Jian Zirui was waiting outside the door as teachers and students arrived at the hospital in other cars.

"I'm sorry, Master finally came down the mountain, but I haven't had the chance to entertain you." Jian Zirui apologized to Master Jian without any energy.

"It's okay." Master Jian touched her head again, "You have done a good job, and so have the two children."

"The problem is those who are so self-righteous that they think He Jingtong deserves to die. If there is no choice in a matter, it only proves that human beings are incompetent and so powerless that they cannot even provide a choice." Taoist Jian sighed.

As he spoke, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

"I think it's better not to say that."

Everyone looked up and saw a figure they had never seen before.

"Who are you?" Tan Dong asked this question.

"A relative who is somewhat related to the child inside, but not familiar with him." The visitor said in a cold tone.

An Lai looked at the newcomer and said in astonishment, "I didn't expect that you could be mobilized for such a matter. As far as I know, your bounty value on the unofficial black market has already exceeded 500 million."

"Are you warning me not to come out? I will be killed if I come out?" said the man.

An Lai let out a sigh and then said, "It's me who's meddling in other people's business."

"Oh, I think you guys still remember the situation I faced before." An Lai pointed to his feet, "He is the one who made the decision. He has special abilities and a name that was specially chosen by the authorities."

"That is, [Heaven and earth as witnesses, sun and moon as covenants]."

After a brief introduction, An Lai asked, "So which student among them are you related to by blood?"

"I thought my name said it."

An Lai then remembered that he only focused on introducing the ability but forgot the name.

When An Lai read out the name, every word sounded weak: "He Wanjin."

The man, He Wanjin, nodded.

"I suddenly understood why you belonged to the country instead of the He family a long time ago."

He is the maker of the covenant, with heaven and earth as witnesses and the sun and the moon as the covenant. All the cooperation among those who cannot be trusted and may betray each other can be maintained through him.

The same killing of He Wanjin

It is equivalent to destroying all the cooperative systems established through him.

An Lai had never thought about the existence of things related to names before, and the same surname did exist.

It was only at this time that the person was identified because of the same surname, An Lai.

"He Jingtong's third uncle, He Wan, is the maker of the country's secret treasures. The black market bounty is over 500 million, and tens of thousands of mercenaries enter the country every year because of him."

But no one succeeded.

"What's the matter with you coming here this time?" An Lai asked after exhaling forcefully.

"Let's make a new contract." He Wanjin said, "Let my nephew inside truly make a contract with heaven and earth."

"After all, he has almost completely turned into a spirit now."

Everyone who heard this was shocked. But then they heard a doctor in the ward shouting: "His hand! Why can't I see it——"!