Section 211

Chapter Kuo Shao 30

In the silent night, the siren of the ambulance was particularly clear. The car lights in the distance shook away the heavy ink-stained night, and the light spread out like water waves.

At this time, the Xie family was in chaos. In the yard, one could only hear the sound of Xie's mother crying.

Father Xie also lost his usual calmness and stood there at a loss, instructing the servants to clear the road, asking people to quickly open the door to welcome the ambulance, looking for a stretcher, and despising the servants' clumsiness. Clumsy feet... His incoherent command and occasional curses mixed with Xie's mother's cries, forming a harsh duet, which made him look so panicked and embarrassed.

At this moment, this couple, who always pride themselves on their upper-class status and always pay attention to elegance, are no different from the stupid country husband and shrew they usually look down on.

Now they are just a pair of poor people who have lost their child.

In this chaos, no one noticed that there were two figures standing quietly under the wall near the gate. Even if someone's eyes are cast in that direction, they will pass by as if there is nothing, and then naturally look away.

They were two young men standing side by side. One man looked less than twenty, with a relaxed expression and lazy posture. His soft forehead hair hung in front of his eyes, covering up the slightly sharp temperament between his eyebrows. Just looking at his expression, it was as if he was visiting Ocean Park during the holidays. middle school students; another One is in his twenties, seventeen or eighteen years old, with medium-long hair that almost reaches his shoulders. His facial contours are extremely deep, and his eyes are brown in color. He has the characteristics of the federal western race, which is reminiscent of a wanderer. Characters like a painter or a singer.

But these two people who seemed to be extremely incompatible were standing together in perfect harmony at this time, silently watching all this amidst the cries and noises in the courtyard.

Amidst the sound of the siren, a beam of car lights suddenly shone from outside the gate. A servant quickly ran towards this side, shouting as he ran: "The ambulance is coming! The ambulance is coming!"

The scene immediately erupted into chaos again.

You can faintly hear the helpless sighs of the ambulance staff from the noisy voices: "The person is out of breath, be mentally prepared..."

Then, the sound was drowned out by Xie's mother's cries.

In the corner, the two of them stood quietly. They did not relax their postures, but just stared at the "farce" in front of them. However, the illusionist's whole body was tense. It seemed that his attitude was natural, but in fact, he was paying all his attention. It all fell on Yuan Buwei, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

——Facing this man who appeared out of nowhere and who was completely helpless to fight back when he met him, and whose thoughts of confrontation were almost unrecognizable, he couldn't be too careful. Especially since this is an unpredictable person.

He did not recognize Yuan Buwei's identity, because the "Illusionist" was not a native of the Third District, but from the western part of the federation. He was not keen on following the news in the Third District, even if he accidentally saw "Shang Han" online. "The expression on that face at this time is different from usual.

"What else do you want to do by bringing me to Xie's house?" The illusionist looked confused and finally couldn't help but speak. Even if he is caught by Yuan Buwei, he must insist that his script is perfect. "People cannot be resurrected after death, and a script that has finished its curtain cannot be repeated."

Yuan Buwei shook his head and said, "It's not difficult."

The "Illusionist" sneered, and just as he was about to say, you should be tough, but he suddenly raised his hand and wiped it out of thin air in front of his eyes. He couldn't dodge, and only felt two black energy swish into his eyes, and he felt huge in his heart. shock.

But those two black energy disappeared just as quickly as they came. Before the "illusionist" could say anything, his eyes returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

"What did you do to me..." The "Illusionist" turned his head and looked at Yuan Buwei. Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Not far ahead, a soul with empty eyes was wandering blankly in the yard, dull and rigid, seemingly unaware of everything around it.

The "Illusionist" could no longer control his expression.

"——What is that? Xie Huaying's ghost?"

It's not because I ignored him.

His dark eyes were fixedly staring at the wandering soul - this was the vision of a person's soul leaving the body when he was about to die. If the soul returns in time, there is still a glimmer of hope; otherwise, in another minute, when the connection between the body and the soul is completely severed, the soul will completely disperse and will never be able to return to the world.

Yuan Buwei just watched that dazed soul wandering around until she wandered to Yuan Buwei's side. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it without any warning. The soul suddenly floated away and was sucked into Yuan Buwei. before.

He rubbed it, then threw it towards the girl's warm body like a sandbag.

As a result, this confused soul was stuffed back into his body——

Suddenly the surprised voices of medical staff rang out in the yard: "Are you angry again?! It was probably a fake death just now. Hurry, hurry, there is still a chance of rescue!"

Yuan Buwei tilted his head and smiled at the stunned "illusionist": "Look, I said it's very simple."

"???" "Illusionist" is already sluggish. The things he encountered tonight have been constantly challenging his common sense, causing his strength to drop from the behind-the-scenes boss who appeared arrogantly at the beginning to the one he has now with 100,000 people. Why are you so stupid, "There is still such an operation???"

At this time, the yard was bustling again.

The Xie family couple was overjoyed and almost jumped three feet high. Mother Xie, who was still immersed in grief and unable to recover, only reacted after being reminded by someone. Everyone heard her clapping her hands and shouting in surprise--

"Ah! Alive! My daughter is alive!"

The ambulance had gone far away, and the servants had dispersed. The "illusionist" was still standing at the foot of the wall, unable to recover.

He stared blankly at the ambulance for a long time, until the exhaust of the car could no longer be seen, and then he finally came to his senses and suddenly raised his eyes to look around.

"Resurrection from the dead? How is this possible..." The "illusionist" looked dazed, and his tone was as vague as stepping on cotton. "I would rather believe that I am not strong enough and fell into someone else's illusion."

There seemed to be a faint light in his pupils, and he swept around inch by inch, as if he wanted to see through the truth and falsehood of the world around him and expose the truth of everything.

Yuan Buwei did not stop him, but instead observed the "illusionist's" every move with interest, watching this resourceful awakener being almost mentally collapsed by the "resurrection" action, and then deceiving himself and forcing himself to calm down, and then collapsing again after discovering that everything was not an illusion but real... It's really interesting. Human resilience really has an upper limit beyond imagination, or in other words, the will of awakened people is relatively strong?

This is no wonder. When the awakened people were allowed to play the horror escape game for free in the other world, didn't everyone go from being uncomfortable at the beginning to adapting well now?

After a careful look, he found that everything was not an illusion, and the "illusionist" had to admit his failure, but he still tried to struggle.

The sky was stained with layers of ink. Looking down from above, the mist that ordinary people could not see continued to spread outward with the Xie family as the center. As the mist drifted, the figure of the illusionist who stayed in the original place faded rapidly, and soon only a faint outline remained.

——He was actually trying to take the opportunity to escape!

And the next moment, the outline that was about to fade suddenly stopped, and thousands of black air diffused from all directions, filling the thick color back into the outline.

——The "illusionist" who disappeared in an unknown way just now was caught back in another incredible way and returned to the original place.

Countless black smoke was still entangled with him, permeating the surrounding fog, constantly squeezing him.

The "illusionist" who was caught back raised his head helplessly and looked at another person.

In the thick fog, a figure stood slowly, his dark shadow twisted on the ground, and endless dark smoke poured out from it, filling the entire thick fog, almost filling every corner.

The dark smoke drifting around completely eroded the "illusionist's" domain with an extremely arrogant attitude.

The original owner, the "illusionist", stood there and could not move - large tracts of dark smoke were like dense water plants wrapped around his body, and like the surging black sea water surrounding him.

The "illusionist" finally chose to surrender.

He looked at Yuan Buwei with a complicated look: "You won. Since you don't kill me, it means I am still useful. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"...You surrendered so easily?" Yuan Buwei was surprised, with a little regret, "You just betrayed the leader of the Monster Guild?"

"I followed the leader just because he was powerful. But now it seems that you are far better than him."

"Illusionist" shook his head and sighed, and couldn't help showing a bit of fanaticism in his expression.

"In fact, I should have expected that I couldn't escape - things like resurrection from the dead... shouldn't they belong to the realm of gods?"

"... How are you different from gods when you can bring people back to life?"~Think~Tu~Net~Document~Sharing~and~Online~Reading~

The "illusionist" has always been loyal to the president of the Monster Guild because of the president's powerful strength. He believes that no matter what troubles he encounters, they are temporary and the powerful president will crush them. But now, the president obviously can't solve this trouble, and the president's power has failed.

-Then don't blame him for choosing to give up the president and follow a more powerful "god".

At this time, he was incredibly calm: "What's more, with the strength you have shown and my current situation, do I still have room for choice?"

While speaking, the "illusionist" helplessly swept his eyes across the endless black smoke that filled the surroundings. He had no doubt that if he didn't surrender quickly enough, his end would be death or worse than death.

Because a powerful awakener would not jump out for no reason, he suspected that the young man in front of him was related to the Yongning Church, and the Yongning Church was notorious. It was said that anyone who did not surrender had become an ordinary person.

And such an end, for a person like him, is even more terrible than death. Compared with this, loyalty to the president of the Monster Guild is not worth mentioning.

Yuan Buwei nodded unsatisfiedly: "I have something to ask you."

Endless black smoke filled the surroundings, and the illusionist slowly raised his head.

Then, he put his hand on his chest and chuckled.

"…I am happy to serve you."

Chapter 177 Rich Young Master 31

Shang Chong felt relieved after seeing Xie Huaying fall off the balcony under the control of the "illusionist".

He never thought that the "illusionist" would betray him.

It's not that he thinks he has a lot of charisma, but he knows the "illusionist" and knows that person only worships the strong. As long as he is as strong as ever as the president of the Monster Guild, he will not betray him for other reasons. Even if he meets the leader of the carnival party, the "illusionist" will only choose to fight hard.

However, what Shang Chong did not expect was that-

Perhaps he is indeed the most powerful awakener in the illusionist's heart, but he is still a human after all, and now, the one who appears in front of the illusionist is a "god". Isn't it natural to choose between humans and gods?

What's more, there is also the threat of becoming an ordinary person!

Under the influence of these two reasons, it is not so difficult to understand why the "illusionist" chose to betray.

In this way, Yuan Buwei got another vest.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, like an old farmer who worked hard and finally got something, looking at the cabbages he moved into the warehouse one by one, very satisfied.

At this time, the Monster Guild Leader sent a message from the account of "Illusionist".

[Did something happen here?