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"Shooting Star!"

Yang Feng, who was carrying the juice, suddenly screamed.

A meteor streaked across the night sky, but the next moment the meteor hit the street under the street lamp in front of him like a traced cannonball, the expected terrifying impact did not happen, a strange blue light cluster appeared out of thin air at the location of the meteor landing, and a silver car with a sci-fi shape jumped out the moment the light cluster disappeared, with a dazzling light and a violent roar, and began to accelerate towards him without hesitation.

"Mah!"

Yang Feng scolded and jumped to the right as fast as he could.

But the car was in front of me in an instant.

The moment he hit the ground, he made an upward leap.

But it didn't help.

The lights of the car overwhelmed his consciousness all at once.

"Target confirmed!"

An indifferent female voice rang out.

At the same time, on the driver's seat of the originally empty car, an expressionless young beauty appeared in a strange way, like a three-dimensional projection, and then the front windshield of the car automatically separated, as if the angle was aligned in advance, Yang Feng's body flew in instantly, and sat on the co-pilot in a blink of an eye.

But as if he had lost his soul, he looked ahead with a blank expression.

The shape of the car quickly changed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a brand car on a billboard on the side of the street, driving along the empty street, at a normal speed, and soon after turning an intersection, it merged into the traffic coming and going.

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Yang Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Then a strong feeling of suffocation came, as if a rope was tightening his neck, he desperately raised his arms upward, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, but grabbed something like a strip of cloth, he pulled down with all his strength, but the more he pulled the thing tighter, and his legs could not find support in the air at this time, he could only rely on the strength of his arms, but his arms did not have any strength, and as the blood vessels were compressed, the lack of oxygen in the brain began to cause black vision to make his vision more and more blurred.

"I'm hanging!"

Almost at the last moment of consciousness, a terrifying thought popped up in Yang Feng's brain.

But at this moment, his feet were grabbed, and the power hanging above his head disappeared at once, and he finally smashed to the ground.

"Your Majesty, you, why are you alive again?"

Just as the strip of cloth around his neck was almost untied, and his consciousness gradually became clear, a very surprised voice came into his ears, and then on the background of a gray sky, a chubby beardless man who looked to be about thirty years old, white and pure but with a shocked face appeared in his field of vision.

Yang Feng coughed in a series of ways.

"Who are you?"

Finally, he had enough breath of the air that seemed to be lost in a long time, and he asked blankly.

At the same time, he stood up and looked around him, and then found in horror that he was on a small hill, with a large area of ancient buildings in the distance, and the trees had also been replaced by early spring, just beginning to look a little green, at this time the building was full of rising smoke, and even faintly heard countless cries that seemed to be haunted by grievances, and all kinds of chaotic shouts and killings, accompanied by gunfire from time to time, and the farther away of this building was a towering city wall that seemed to stretch endlessly, The walls were littered with fallen banners and dead bodies lying on battlements.

And in the middle, a large flag erected is particularly eye-catching, and the flag is also a big eye-catching letter......

Rush.

Yang Feng's head buzzed.

"What is this place?"

He grabbed the man and yelled.

"Judging from the surrounding situation, this is Beijing in 1644 when the Dashun army broke the city."

A cold female voice rang out.

"Your Majesty, don't scare the slaves!"

At the same time, the man's frightened voice rang out.

Of course, Yang Feng didn't care about listening to what he said, because in Yang Feng's brain, the female voice continued.

"He called you Your Majesty, and combined with the image of your location where you almost died of hanging just now, it is basically certain that the soul absorbed by you belongs to Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the person next to you should be the eunuch Wang Chengen who hanged him in the coal mountain with him."

The female voice said.

Yang Feng calmed down instead, and he let go of Wang Chengen and motioned for him not to speak.

"Who are you?"

He asked.

"I come from another parallel universe, where you made me, and he also sent me here, according to his research, the human soul exists, and the soul is an energy, an energy that can carry memories and have the ability to process information, the existence is very short, theoretically only after death can be separated from the body, of course I can be stripped by instruments. If a person's soul is able to devour a similar soul before it dissipates, and wash away the memory information of the latter, then he will be solidified, and even able to return to his original body, and then repair the lesions on this body and resurrect it. In addition, all organs of his body will also be strengthened, such as vision, hearing, strength, and other physical indicators are fully strengthened, if he can devour another similar soul, then he can even make cell division beyond the limit, that is, delay aging and prolong life, if he can devour another soul, then his life will continue to extend, and even have some other abilities that are not yet known, the more he devours, the longer his lifespan, and the final result is eternal life, or rather......

Jinni! ”

The voice said.

"You mean that Chongzhen's soul is similar to mine, and then I in another parallel universe sent you to 2017, and you sent me here to devour Chongzhen's, so why didn't he do such a good thing himself?"

Yang Feng asked.

"It's very simple, only those with strong soul energy can devour the weak, and his soul in his last hundred years will not devour Chongzhen, but will be devoured by Chongzhen, so he can't."

The beautiful voice said.

"So how do you get me back?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Can't take it back."

The beauty said: "You are also in another parallel universe now, and the soul has been away from the body for a very short time, although on the earth of this universe, there may theoretically be similar souls, but because of the distance, it is impossible to send you before he dissipates, unless the distance is close enough." But if it's in a parallel universe, it's much simpler, although the vast majority of the spatial cracks connecting the parallel universe are very small, and it is difficult to pass through matter unless a wormhole is built with strong energy, but energy is not limited, and the soul is precisely energy. What's more, most of the spatial rifts between parallel universes are in outer space, as long as it is within the range it overlooks, no matter where it is, as long as it is detected by me, it can teleport you over in an instant.

However, you can only teleport over.

It cannot be recycled.

You have to build the launcher. ”

"How do you build a launcher?"

Yang Feng asked.

"I'll transfer the launcher construction technology directly to you."

After the beautiful woman's voice finished speaking, a huge torrent of data immediately rushed to Yang Feng's brain, even if he did clearly feel the strengthening of his body now, he couldn't help but start to dizzy, but fortunately, this feeling passed quickly, and various technical materials of the launcher immediately appeared in his brain, and then ......

"Are you sure this isn't the pyramids of Egypt?"

He said through gritted teeth.

"The launcher of modern technology is beyond the ability of the technology of the universe where you are located, so you can only use low-end methods, and the Egyptian pyramids are the soul transmitters, but the existing ones are imitations, the pharaohs who built the first pyramid must have been to launch their own souls, but they self-destructed after they were used up, and the pharaohs of later generations did not know the real situation, they just built the pyramid as a mythical building, and finally became a meaningless boulder pile."

The beauty said.

"That means if I want to build a launcher, I first have to have a country, and then I have to do it with all my strength, and it will take decades to build it, are you sure my body over there can wait for decades?"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

"No, but I've calculated that the time of your universe is not synchronized with this side, basically one year here, which is equivalent to ten years on your side, and your body here has entered a dormant state, which can be stored for at least two years, so you have twenty years, if you can't come back by then, then even if you come back in the future, you won't have your own body, but twenty years is a long time, I think it's enough."

The beauty said.

Twenty years is indeed not a short time.

But twenty years is not easy to say!

Yang Feng smiled bitterly and looked around, the big banner in the distance was extremely dazzling, but beside him there was only Wang Chengen's still blank face, and the crooked neck old locust tree that left a special symbol in history, and on another tree not far away, there was also a rope sleeve that had been made, which Wang Chengen was originally going to hang.

"It's hell mode!"

Yang Feng wiped his face and said melancholy.

"What if I can't build a launcher?"

He asked.

"It's very simple, you will live with Chongzhen's body, because you can repair the body's lesions and small injuries by yourself, and it is estimated that you can live to the limit of human lifespan, of course, if you are beheaded, you will definitely not live, and the severed limbs will not grow again, and you will die if the blood runs dry, and if it wasn't for Wang Chengen saving you just now, you would still die of suffocation, and then exist in a soul state until it dissipates, but because you have devoured Chongzhen's soul, your soul will exist for a long time, Maybe it can drift for decades. ”

The voice replied.

Well, Yang Feng understands why she cut first and then played, instead of communicating with herself before doing this.

Such a desperate way to play, but as long as your brain is not kicked by a donkey, it is impossible to accompany her crazy, only in the most direct way, throw yourself over first, anyway, there is no turning back if you succeed or not, and if you don't want to be trapped here permanently, you can only go out and fight to the death.

"Are you Wang Chengen?"

He turned his head and asked viciously.