A piece of fog suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The fog was so thick that it seemed as if a curtain covered the field of vision and buried the sound. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, trying to let their eyes pass through the thick fog.

The world is like this. Human vision is a gift from God. Once lost, even the strongest person will panic in an instant.

Except for people who can see in the first place, Liu Mengchao is exactly such a person. His eyes can still reflect the general appearance of the entire world. There are the steps, there are the synthetic beasts, there are the standing bishops, and there are the places where he is going.

direction.

Liu Mengchao's footsteps were very light, so light that there was no sound. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a silent smile bloomed on Liu Mengchao's face.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Liu Mengchao came to the bishop's side without disturbing anyone. The scary red light spot shining in Liu Mengchao's field of vision was exactly the direction of the bishop at this time.

The corner of Liu Mengchao's mouth curled up slightly, and he slowly raised his wrist. His left wrist emerged from the white cuff, facing the panicked bishop like a quiet and elegant snake, and gently confided his words.

of Xinzi.

The letter was bright red because it had been stained with too much blood. But before that, the letter was silver-white, like starlight, but a little more dazzling than the starlight because his voice was very clear.

Liu Mengchao raised his wrist, and a clear voice instantly rang out in the silent room.

bass!

This is such a crisp sound, like dewdrops falling from a high place onto the moss-covered rocks, like the summer wind hitting the originally quiet and elegant wind chimes.

It's just that this voice is so cold, no, it's not just cold, it's despairing.

The hair on the bishop's hair stood up instantly, and even his own eyes widened at this moment. The nervousness was like a cold wind, blowing in from the collar of the bishop, making this man who originally only thought he had a chance to win.

The man instantly felt the imminent despair.

He subconsciously wanted to turn back, but failed to do so. His neck trembled tremblingly, and his skin came into contact with the sharp and light hidden sword in an instant.

The hidden sword comes out from the sleeve, and it is naturally very delicate. If you look carefully, I am afraid that this hidden sword is not as big as a person's hand. But when this small sword, which is not as big as a palm, is placed next to a person's neck

At that time, the sense of crisis it brought was unprecedentedly strong.

"Don't move, don't move, and then relax." Liu Mengchao said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

"When did you come?"

The bishop screamed angrily. But as soon as he finished speaking, his neck felt as if he was lightly pricked by a small insect. The pain was not obvious, but it was so sharp and clear.

His neck was cut open!

"I won't move! I won't move! Don't kill me!"

If a person dies, then everything he originally owned will disappear, and all his ambitions will only become a handful of loess in front of the grave. His desires, his ideals, his past and future are just those things.

Gravel scattered in the wind. No one knows this better than the bishop, so no one can be more cooperative than him. His cry is so miserable, like a cat lingering outside the window in the middle of the night and howling non-stop.

.

"I'm not telling you not to move." The corners of Liu Mengchao's mouth were still raised. It was a pity that the bishop could see Liu Mengchao's expression at this moment, otherwise he would be so scared that he would wet his pants.

"That……"

"I'm telling myself not to move. You know, this is my first time doing this kind of thing, so it's inevitable that I'll be a little nervous..."

Before Liu Mengchao's nervous words came out of his mouth, his wrists were already shaking subconsciously. What would happen if the hidden sword close to his neck suddenly trembled?

I'm afraid no one knows it better than the bishop himself at this moment. Before he even had time to cry out the pain, he instantly felt that his neck was covered with dense knife marks, and lots of blood was flowing down his neck.

Slowly flowing down, this torturous itch was tormenting the bishop's soul all the time.

"No, no, no...don't be nervous..."

Now it was no longer Liu Mengchao who comforted him, but the bishop began to comfort Liu Mengchao. At this moment, an extremely subtle sound of water droplets sounded.

Tick ​​tock!

The sound was very soft, but it penetrated everyone's ears so accurately.

"Please don't urinate anywhere, otherwise I may kill you faster." Liu Mengchao's hand that took out the hidden sword shook slightly again. The bishop who was held hostage by Liu Mengchao shivered instantly.

The sound of water actually stopped at this moment.

This man actually held back his urine forcefully. It has to be said that the horror between life and death can indeed make a person truly grow. Doesn't the current situation illustrate all this?

The bishop could even swear that even when he was a child who did not understand the world, he had never cooperated like this. If you want to evaluate whether a child is obedient, he must be the most obedient child in the world. If you want to evaluate whether a person is honest

If so, he must be the most honest person in the world.

Death has such power, especially for people who don’t want to die.

"People will always become vulnerable in the face of death. Whether it is their own death or the death of others." Liu Mengchao pursed his lips, gently licked his dry lips and said slowly, "Who am I?

It’s not important, I just have something I want to ask you.”

"Da da da... da da da..."

Before Liu Mengchao could say anything, the bishop's teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You...you said."

"I heard you have the Philosopher's Stone."

"have!"

Without any hesitation, even faster than anyone expected, the bishop answered quickly.

"The Philosopher's Stone can accomplish anything."

"Yes...yes, yes! This is an omnipotent stone."

Hearing the bishop's answer, Liu Mengchao paused for a moment. After experiencing so many reincarnations of the world, Liu Mengchao already knew that the so-called wishes coming true are just props to make people willingly become a walking zombie. But...

Liu Mengchao turned his head slightly and could see the light blue light shining in his field of vision. It was the figure of a girl, her name seemed to be Rosa. For such a girl, Liu Mengchao actually had no desire to save her.

, rather than saying that Liu Mengchao has any unrealistic wishes, it is better to say that it is just a simple effort.

Since it was easy, Liu Mengchao asked in passing.

"I heard that you are going to use this Philosopher's Stone to resurrect that girl's lover?"

"No, no, no, no! Absolutely impossible!" Without even any time to think, the bishop answered quickly, "This Philosopher's Stone is also an incredible treasure to me. How could I possibly give it to you?"

You can use such an important thing to help a believer who is worse than a dog!"

A moment of silence spread instantly following the bishop's words. The two Edward brothers looked at each other and shook their heads slightly in unison. They had no intention of saving the girl, but the reality placed directly in front of the girl was too cruel.

A little closer, as if he was breaking her most trustworthy hope in front of someone who was almost desperate. But in the next second, Edward smiled again. Because he found that if he was the person standing behind the bishop,

I'm afraid I will do the same thing.

For many things, you cannot just rely on others, you are the key to everything.

Now, Liu Mengchao was ready to rely on himself. The thick fog that originally filled the air gradually dissipated, and the bright vision returned to people's eyes again.

A man in white clothes and a silver hidden sword poked out from under his left wrist and touched the bishop's neck. His whole person was hidden in the white hood, and his facial features and expressions could not be seen clearly.

.But even though it was so secretive, Brother Edward still recognized the man who appeared in front of him at the first sight.

"Liu Mengchao!"

The two of them shouted in unison, their faces filled with incredible expressions. They... could not have imagined that Liu Mengchao would suddenly appear here, behind the bishop.

"Compared to you two kids, I'm probably more likely to arouse others' suspicion if I run around in this sect, right?" Liu Mengchao grinned and said with a smile, "And... although I feel like there are a lot more things in my mind.

A lot of messy knowledge, but I don’t know any Philosopher’s Stone, do you think so, Lord Bishop?”

As soon as Liu Mengchao finished speaking, the bishop subconsciously wanted to nod, but suddenly he did not dare to speak. He was afraid that if he made any small movement, he would be killed by Liu Mengchao's sword.

He was motionless, but Liu Mengchao was grinning.

"The reason why Brother Edward has delayed until now is because they are too kind people and care too much about other people's lives. For example, the woman behind me named Rosa, but I think since I can appear here, you should treat me

Do you have some understanding of his character?"

character!?

The bishop can now say that he really understands Liu Mengchao's character very well. It is absolutely true that he understands every corner of every aspect. He knows that the person who is holding him hostage will never do anything because he cares about a strange life he does not know.

You will never stop the hidden sword in your hand!

"So, from now on, relax and put the Philosopher's Stone in your hand into my hand."
Chapter completed!