"My son, I miss you very much for my father. I am very pleased to see you grow up!"

Qin Zhentian was wearing a blue shirt and robe, and his body was as straight as a javelin.

Looking at Qin Fei deeply, he said slowly: "I am a thought in your subconscious mind. If you insist on getting the thousand-year relics, I'm afraid you will never see you as your father again."

"Father, I'm sorry!"

Qin Fei kowtowed three times respectfully, knowing that these illusions are all the emotions and desires in his body.

They all belong to the "dark side" of human nature, trying to prevent themselves from climbing to the top of the pagoda and transform into their dearest and most loved persons to disturb their minds.

However, Qin Fei knew in his heart that this time, entering the ninth-story pagoda was a test.

If you succeed, you may never be afraid of the harm of the talisman in the future. If you fail, your soul may always leave this body and become a lonely ghost.

Qin Fei had no choice but to turn around and continue moving forward resolutely.

After walking for a while, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Qin Yifei?"

Qin Fei also often looks in the mirror and is very familiar with the face of "Qin Yifei".

Although he knew it was an illusion, he didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Give me your body back and return Ruoxi to me. You villain, liar!" Qin Yifei clenched his fists and was full of momentum.

"If I hadn't possessed you, this body would have become a bone. Yang Ruoxi would have a new boyfriend, wouldn't the ending be the same? Besides, our souls are integrated together. You are me, and I am you!" Qin Fei looked at himself who was like a mirror and explained patiently.

"Don't argue anymore. You don't love Ruoxi at all. You only love yourself. Now, I'm going to kill you!" Qin Yifei rushed over.

He seemed to have Qin Fei's strength and speed, and he punched Qin Fei in the face with a heavy punch.

Bang!

Qin Fei's eyes were full of stars rotating, but he didn't fight back: "Brother Yifei, if you beat me up and relieve your anger, please feel free. I will not leave this body, and Ruoxi is waiting for me to save her."

"Hmph, Ruoxi was always angry with you, you still have the face to say. Today, I must kill you." Qin Yifei was spraying saliva and fist while taking turns to beat Qin Fei.

Qin Fei felt guilty. After living with his body for so long, he even became a husband and wife with Yang Ruoxi. It would be better to let Qin Yifei beat him up and vent his anger.

I don’t know how long it took, but Qin Yifei seemed to be tired of hitting and shook his fists: “How come you guy, why don’t you know how to fight back?”

"We are one person, why should I fight back? My fault is your fault, your joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and my joy, sorrow, and happiness. I just lived on your behalf. If you vent enough, don't block me, I still have a lot of things to do." Qin Fei wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and said sincerely.

"Okay, I hope you don't let me down." Qin Yifei looked at Qin Fei deeply, and his body suddenly turned into a breeze and disappeared in an instant.

Qin Fei only felt that something completely coincided with his body, and that intimate satisfaction was simply indescribable.

"Congratulations, from now on, you will no longer be a half-dead person, but a real person."

The voice of the living Buddha sounded in the void.

"Thank you, Living Buddha."

Qin Fei bowed slightly to express his gratitude. He understood in his heart that the Living Buddha let himself enter the ninth-story pagoda was actually helping him, abandoning the evil thoughts in his heart, and strengthening his state of mind.

And let your soul and this body be completely integrated.

In this way, my biggest "lifeline" was completely repaired.

In the future, it is almost impossible for those opponents to use talismans to attack the soul except to defeat themselves openly.

"Everything is a fixed number. Donor Qin Fei, I hope you can do it yourself in the future."

After the Living Buddha finished speaking, his voice gradually became silent.

Qin Fei smiled bitterly. Even if a monk likes to play the game, he doesn't have the ability to understand. He can only continue to move forward, hoping to get the relics earlier and then return them to the capital.

At this moment, at the foot of the Potala Palace.

A Toyota business car has been parked for a whole day.

Zhao Mobei sat on a stool, next to it was a small stove, burning boiling water.

In front of me, there was a small table, a plate of beef, and a pot of dried old white rice.

No matter how heavy snow was floating above my head, my figure was like a rock.

He stared at the Potala Palace and sneered secretly. Qin Fei didn't come down for a day, so he just waited for one day.

If you don’t have a year, just wait for a year.

For the sake of the two treasures of Xuanyuan Sword and Space Ring, Zhao Mobei felt that it would be worth it no matter how long he waited.

And the capital, thousands of miles away, also fell white and heavy snow.

In a unique courtyard, there was a faint sound of crying.

A woman with a charming charm was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the wrist of a pale girl, tears falling down.

"Qianying, you must hold on. Your brother has already invited the best expert for you."

"Mom... Can Mr. Qin's phone call be connected? In this world, he is the only one who can save me!" Xue Qianying's voice intermittently.

Originally, she didn't get sick so quickly. But in recent days, the temperature has changed too much, and the capital has reached several degrees below zero.

Xue Qianying heard that Qin Fei was chased by Zhao Mobei and almost didn't sleep much the past two nights. After suffering from the wind and cold, she fell ill all of a sudden.

"I can't get through, Qianying. Maybe, he has already..." Xue's mother turned her face and couldn't bear to see her daughter's disappointed look.

"No, Mr. Qin will definitely be fine. He said that he will help me completely cure my body." Xue Qianying shook her head gently, with a bit of firmness in her beautiful eyes.

At this time, a figure in a suit stood at the door and knocked on the door in a pretentious manner: "Miss Xue, I heard that you are sick, I will find King Sun for you."

"Ah, King Sun Yaowang? Is King Sun Yaowang, known as the acupuncture saint?" Xuemu stood up with a look of excitement.

"Yes, there is only one Sun Yaowang in the capital, and there is no other semicolon."

Long Sihai smiled slightly, and accompanied by two disciples, Sun Wushuang also walked into the yard.

The incident of Qin Fei being chased by Zhao Mobei has spread all over the capital. Now, no one knows where Qin Fei has gone, at least not in the capital.

So, Long Sihai's intestines began to move again.
Chapter completed!