Zhou You left.

Looking at No. 7 who was lying on the ground and choking and speechless, Leng Xie and Yun players stopped at the same time. Both sides looked at each other for a moment, and then shook their heads.

They knew that No. 7 was just a title, and in fact, he was of course traveling around.

He also spent his whole life in Zhouyou, and met everyone he met. He was happy because of success and troubled because of loss. He came to save the world and ended up saving the world.

Ying Suzi, Leng Xie and Yun players were speechless, and could only hear the choking sound of No. 7 as if it was present and not.

No one has the heart to do it, but he has to do it.

"Your idea, come." Leng Xie didn't go to see the cloud player.

"No, I've had a relationship with him. I'd known that I would have killed him at the beginning..." Yun player turned to Ying Suzi, "Come on, A Zi, you're not familiar with him."

"I'm a girl after all." Ying Suzi's halo in her body was not so stable at this time. She covered her mouth and looked at Leng Xie, "Aren't you known as the iron-hearted and cold-faced person who is unparalleled in Xiao Leng, hurry up!"

"Hmph, the brave only waves the blade to the stronger ones." Leng Xie pointed his head at the cloud player, "Coward, draw the sword to the weaker ones!"

"Who are you, A Zi!" The cloud player turned to Ying Suzi.

"Wuwuwu... are you two men?"

During the argument, a trembling voice came: "Zhou You just said that Xu Tianling has turned into a tree."

Looking through the sound, No. 7 had already gotten up. At this moment, he had nothing else in his eyes. He just stared at the spiritual water in the hands of the cloud player: "What about me?"

"Impossible." Leng Xie immediately poured a basin of cold water. "Xutian Ling is equivalent to the existence of a god in this plane. It can only be transformed into a spirit after accumulating tens of millions of years. You and me are so devilish that you and me will be dissipated if you drop it."

"Then you'll be scattered." No. 7 walked to the cloud player. He was obviously scared, but he was surprisingly firm. "I'm very weak and not smart. I can't be a savior, and I'm not even qualified to be a bad guy. I'm just a number and a deadline... but at least... I want to try to resist and use my own way."

No. 7 stretched out his hand and stared at the cloud player: "Some people are dead and they are still alive. This is probably the realm of Xu Tianling, I understand."

Looking at No. 7, the cloud player finally nodded, secretly activated the energy, and opened the seal of the Spirit-Creating Water.

The spiritual water flowed through a rainbow-like arc and injected into No. 7's body.

No. 7's face was peaceful and even a little sacred. His body gradually faded away and shone with various colors like a rainbow.

He is as bright as a star, but also as fleeting as fireworks.

In the violent shine, his body gradually disintegrated into particles, smaller particles, smaller, smaller particles, like fractal snowflakes, or collapsed black holes.

Until completely unobservable.

Unlike the Xutian Spirit condensed into 189 spiritual plants, for the weak No. 7, his collapse may not be at all. In the invisible scale, he is still shining endlessly.

It was the first time Ying Suzi saw this scene. She subconsciously grabbed the cloud player and asked, "Is he dead?"

"That's right, but look at it from another perspective." The cloud player looked around, "He just lived in a different way."

There is no time to pay tribute, the teleportation stone flows again, and travels around the body and returns.

Zhou You had a transparent condom on his head, his face was dull, and he said hard: "I--"

The three of them took him off before he could finish his words. Before he could react, Ying Suzi raised her hand and gently brushed her in front of him, taking off her hood.

Zhou You shook his head and then finished speaking: "I'm back, where is the 7th?"

"Don't worry, just wait for the 8th now." The cloud player helped Zhou You sit down, "Are you stupid enough just now? How do you feel?"

"It's too late to feel it." Zhou You stared at the three of them and gestured dumbly, "Wearing that hood, everything suddenly became so fast. I blinked and sat here before I could speak."

Ying Suzi was operating Xianyu in front of the teleportation stone, teleporting her headscarf back to her space. She explained casually: "It's not that the world has become faster, but that you have become slower, and your thinking, feelings, and reactions have all been reduced to a minimum."

"Start now, stay away from the teleportation stone." The cloud player walked to the teleportation stone and was ready to take action at any time. "He may be in danger."

Ying Suzi sneered, "Oh, you're starting to show off again at this time?"

Leng Xie also stood in front of the teleportation stone extremely seriously, took out a ring with colorless crystals from the portable storage device, and put on the index finger of his right hand: "Believe him, I have a deep understanding of this."

Ying Suzi shook her head and stepped back, sat next to Zhou You, and pointed at the two of them disdainfully: "Actually, I'm better than both of them."

Zhou You didn't say anything, just looked at the teleportation stone nervously.

Of course, Ying Suzi would not blame him. It would be a miracle that a life in a demon-free world would last until now.

Finally, the teleportation stone began to flow.

"How long will it take?" Leng Xie turned around and asked.

"3 minutes and 40 seconds." Zhou You replied.

"Ah..." Leng Xie covered his head in pain, "I should have left long ago."

Like the previous 7 times, a thick black fog appeared and began to shape a black crystal man in the city.

Everyone stared at him with all their might. If his eyes could kill, No. 8 would have died in his infancy.

If the fate of No. 7 is sacrifice, then the fate of No. 8 is rescue.

Fate will not negotiate with him, nor will it listen to his opinions. His only purpose of coming is to save the world, and he must do it.

When the shaping was about to be completed, No. 8 had a sanity. He said anxiously as if Zhouyou: "I'll be back..."

But he didn't say the last word.

After his eyes swept across everyone, he suddenly grabbed his head like crazy and tried to take off a head hood that did not exist.

But soon, he found that there was no headband, and an inexplicable sadness emanated from his face.

Then, he smiled, ridiculously and sadly.

"I thought I was Zhou You. After I finished what I wanted to do, I would rush back here and wait for a savior." He whistled to the sky, "So, I am No. 8, hahahahahahahaha!"

Unlike his seven seniors, No. 8 has all the memories of traveling around so far. In his memories and feelings, he also returned to the earth, put on a guise and teleported back, just to witness the birth of the Savior.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw those complicated eyes and a genuine Zhouyou.

Only he himself knew the complexity and sadness in the past, and no one could empathize with it until now.
Chapter completed!