My Line Connect To The Demon World

He didn't say it to shake the heavens and earth, but it was very sincere.    

If it was an ordinary person, perhaps they would really be moved by him.    

But Ye Fan had witnessed the painful experience of his parents dying together since he was young.    

He had even lived under someone else's roof for more than ten years.    

In addition, he had trained with the demons.    

A heart as firm as a rock was definitely not something that could be easily moved by a few words.    

Moreover, he admitted that he was not a living Bodhisattva.    

Meng Xincheng's miserable life was his own business, and it had nothing to do with him.    

It was just as he had said. He had brought it upon himself.    

Ye Fan's coldness was like the coldness in Meng Xincheng's heart.    

He was lying on the ground, as if he was waiting for death. He was in extreme despair.    

After a while, his opponent didn't react at all.    

Meng Xincheng used his remaining light to cast a glance at Ye Fan, but he thought in his heart.    

That shouldn't be the case. As long as someone had a little bit of compassion, they would definitely sympathize with him. At least they wouldn't watch him die!    

Could it be that he really had a heart of steel?    

Ye Fan raised his head and looked from afar. His eyes seemed to contain endless emotions.    

He finally said faintly, "I can't help you with other things, but there is one thing I can tell you in advance."    

"What is it?" Meng Xincheng frowned, puzzled.    

Ye Fan raised his arm and pointed at the back of Meng Xincheng.    

They saw an invincible super large truck driving at full speed, without any signs of slowing down.    

"You are going to die soon!"    

Meng Xincheng turned around to look.    

Damn!    

What the f * ck?    

He used all the strength in his body to move half of his body.    

He ignored the pain and climbed to the side.    

The truck driver was obviously tired from driving and his eyes were about to close.    

It was obviously impossible to expect him to slow down by himself.    

Just as Qian Jun was about to hit the truck, Ye Fan... dodged the impact of the truck.    

Meng Xincheng was mercilessly crushed, and his only remaining half of his body was crushed.    

This truck weighed at least 50 tons.    

Meng Xincheng was crushed into a bloody gourd, and he didn't even look human anymore.    

Ye Fan looked at the dead Meng Xincheng and said faintly, "This might be life! He had experienced many things in the world. He had done something, and he didn't do anything. He had done something, and he didn't fight for it. He had asked for something, and he didn't ask for anything. "    

"You robbed me of one and a half cents, causing me to be humiliated when I was a child. This can be considered karma."    

As soon as he finished speaking.    

He even felt that what he said was very philosophical.    

Maybe it was a sudden realization...    

"I hope you'll be a useful person in your next life. Let's go."    

However!    

Ten seconds!    

Ten seconds after Meng Xincheng died, something strange happened.    

His broken body started to heal slowly. The bones on his body cracked and magically connected automatically.    

His tightly shut eyes slowly opened. He had been resurrected!    

Even Ye Fan was shocked.    

F * ck!    

What was happening?    

Revive from the dead?    

Furthermore, it could regrow flesh and blood?    

Who can tell me what exactly happened?    

Could it be that he is a god?    

Western Sect? Heavenly Court? Or the Underworld?    

Meng Xincheng knocked on his aching head and looked around in confusion.    

"Ye... Fan?"    

He took a few steps back in fear, and a bitter expression appeared on his face. "Big Brother Ye Fan, don't hit me. You won't let me go even if I die."    

A few tears really flowed out of his eyes.    

This time, it was not fake, but real.    

"Big Bro Ye Fan, I've heard of ghosts seeking for their lives, turning into ghosts to take revenge on others, but I've never heard of people seeking their lives in the Underworld."    

After a while.    

Only then did Ye Fan come out from his shock.    

He said lightly, "Are you sure you are dead? What happened just now?"    

Meng Xincheng pondered for a moment, and seemed to be lost in his thoughts.    

"I remember that I was hit by a big truck just now. It was very painful, and then I died."    

"I was sent to an incomparably dark place. That place was terrifyingly cold, and there was no one there."    

"I was so scared that I shouted crazily. I accidentally shouted 'I want to go home', and I saw you."    

A pitch-black place?    

Ye Fan frowned.    

After a person dies, their soul will be captured and they will go to the Underworld.    

He had never heard of a dark place before?    

No, I have to ask.    

He thought.    

Ye Fan opened Meng Lu's WeChat and quickly described the current situation.    

Meng Lu also expressed that she was very puzzled.    

"For five hundred years, this is also the first time I have heard of this kind of situation."    

"Furthermore, I did not receive any orders to capture souls. If someone really died, I must go and capture souls."    

Ye Fan frowned.    

"Then please help me find out who had a higher official position. I want to find out."    

"By the way, don't ask too directly. Make it more obscure."    

Meng Lu nodded in agreement.    

"No problem. Wait for my news."    

Ye Fan naturally would not put all the eggs in the same basket.    

He sent messages to Hundred-eyed Devil Lord and Tang Wei respectively.    

These two knew a lot.    

The credibility was also high.    

Unlike Black Mountain Old Demon, if he said something like that, they would sell it to him.    

The two of them expressed that they also needed to inquire about the ancient records before they could give an answer.    

Ye Fan was helpless and could only wait.    

"You said that I want to go home just now, and I want to revive?"    

Meng Xincheng scratched his head. "That's probably what you mean."    

"Hehe, I suddenly want to do an experiment."    

"Hmm? Test?"    

Meng Xincheng suddenly had a bad feeling and kept retreating, his eyes full of fear.    

After that, Ye Fan smiled.    

He raised his palm and flicked his heart.    

Of course, it was not an ordinary bullet. A powerful spiritual energy pierced through his heart like an arrow.    

"Puchi!"    

Meng Xincheng spat out a mouthful of blood. A large hole appeared in his chest, and his entire body could be seen through.    

"Ye Fan, why did you..."    

Before he could finish his sentence, Meng Xincheng burped again.    

About ten seconds later, Meng Xincheng's heart started to heal automatically. He magically woke up again.    

"You called me 'I want to go home' again?" Ye Fan asked curiously.    

"Yes!"    

Meng Xincheng seemed to have just reacted. Ye Fan, did I not die at all? Or did I revive?"    

Ye Fan nodded.    

"Hahaha! Sure enough, I have awakened a special ability, and it is the legendary immortal body."    

Meng Xincheng was so excited that he was dancing with joy. Even the way he looked at Ye Fan had become less respectful.    

"Ye Fan, I think your strength is not bad. Why don't you follow me and be my little brother?"    

"In the future, when Brother Cheng eats meat, I will definitely let you drink soup. How about it?"    

A small person has achieved success!    

Ye Fan gave him a slap in the face.    

He didn't even have the chance to resist.    

"Even if you are an undying cockroach, you are still trash compared to me!"    

"Hmph, aren't you afraid of me?" Meng Xincheng covered his face, feeling a burning pain. He felt extremely wronged, and even wanted to cry.    

Look at that super hero. Which mutant wouldn't be awesome in the future?    

What about him?    

He even wanted to be slapped!