I Am a Taoist Priest in Hollywood

Ye Shenyue looked at the big words of vitality in the sky, and then looked at Chu Feng, not knowing what Chu Feng was playing.

However, Rem and Suoke felt the strong pressure brought by vitality.

Immediately, he raised Chu Feng's strength a bit in his heart.

Ye Shenyue looked at the big words of vitality for a long time, and then looked at Chu Feng: "Are you serious?

"Of course, I'm serious." Chu Feng said, grabbing an apple from Suoke.

"That's mine, mine." Suoke shouted, trying to grab it back, but Chu Feng had already bitten him.

"Damn." Sulk stomped his feet in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

Ye Shenyue hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't resist the temptation to kill Chu Feng.

He quickly took out the Death Notebook, opened it and started writing on it.

"No." Mi Haisha wanted to stop him.

But the two characters Chu Feng did not have many strokes, Ye Shenyue just avoided a little, and then wrote the two characters.

A smile appeared on his face: "According to the rules of the Death Note, once it is written, it cannot be cancelled or changed.

Mi Haisha's face turned pale, and she looked at Chu Feng worriedly: "Chu Tianjun, I'm sorry."

Click!

Chu Feng took a bite of Ping 03 fruit and made a crisp sound: "It's very crisp, very sweet, and it tastes good."

Suoke looked resentfully at the apple in Chu Feng's hand, which was his last one: "Haisha, is there any more?"

Haisha said angrily, "Shouldn't you be concerned that Chu Tianjun's name is written on?

"I think apples are more important.

Haisha said: "No, you have eaten it all."

Suoke said: "I didn't eat it, the last one was eaten by him."

Haisha stomped her feet in a hurry: "Quickly think of a way.

Chu Feng, Rem, and Suoke didn't seem to be in a hurry.

This made Ye Shenyue's heart beat faster, and he began to suspect that this could not kill Chu Feng.

He counted the time silently in his mind.

According to the rules of the Death Note, if only the name is written, the method of death and the time of death are not written.

That person will die paralyzed 40 seconds after the name is written.

"3,2,1...it's time.

Ye Shenyue stared at Chu Feng, wanting to see if there would be any changes in Chu Feng.

"..."

Suddenly, Chu Feng's body froze, the apple in his hand loosened, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

And his whole body, also fell softly to the ground.

"Success." Ye Shenyue's eyes lit up, her expression extremely excited.

At the same time, there was a burst of joy in my heart.

In the short ten minutes just now, Chu Feng had already made his teeth itch with hatred, and wished to kill him quickly.

Especially Chu Feng's indifferent expression, the expression that did not take him seriously at all, made him hate it to the bone.

He shouted in his heart, how dare you, I am Kira.

Rem and Suik were also taken aback.

what happened?

Don't you mean you can't kill it?

Why is it down now?

Could it be that he just pretended.

That lightning and powerful momentum are just pretentious?

As soon as their thoughts flashed past, they saw that although Chu Feng's body fell down, it didn't really fall to the ground.

Instead, it stopped a short distance away from the ground and just floated in the air.

Rem smiled and ignored it.

Suoke said angrily: "Waste an apple, shameless guy.

Rem and Suoke saw through it, but Haisha didn't find any clues, and ran over and said anxiously, "Chu Tianjun, what's wrong with you.

Why are you so stupid, why do you write your name out? ""

"Am I stupid?

Suddenly, Chu Feng, who fell on the "ground" with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah! 99

Haisha was startled and stepped back several steps, almost sitting on the ground.

The smile on Ye Shenyue's face froze all of a sudden.

Immediately he became very angry: "You lied to me, you lied to me with a false name."

Chu Feng turned over and stood up: "If you say it's fake, it's fake, it doesn't matter."

Suoke whispered beside him: "Yue, although I don't want to admit it, I have to tell you that it's the real name.

"Then why didn't he die?" Ye Shenyue's face was a little distorted, which completely subverted his world view.

In his cognition, no matter who it is, as long as the name is written in the notebook, it will die.

Ryuk said: "Since his power cannot kill him, so he will not die, it is very simple. 99

Ye Shenyue said dumbly: "You can't kill him, what does that mean, you are a god of death?

"Death also has people who can't be killed, this is normal. Moreover, he is not an ordinary person, he is a god.

"Who can tell me, what the hell is this goddamn emperor?" Ye Shenyue roared angrily.

Rem couldn't take it any longer: "This is not something you should know.

What you should be concerned about now is that the person whose name you wrote in your notebook is not dead.

And you, will be counterattacked by the power of the notebook. 35

"Power Backlash? What is it?"

Rem said: "The person who wrote the name will not die, and that power will act on the person who wrote the name.

In other words, if you write Chu Tianjun's name, he will not die, but you will die.

Ye Shenyue said angrily: "You lied to me, there is no such rule on the Death Note. 35

Rem said: "This rule is not written, because this is not the rule of Death Note, but the rule of this world.

"Is this true, Suike?" Yagami turned her eyes to Suike for help.

Suoke stroked his hair with his long and dry fingers, and said slowly: "It's a pity, Yue, this is true.

You are saying goodbye to me.

Alas, I still wanted to watch you change the world, but I didn't expect you to die so soon. "

Ye Shenyue's face suddenly became even uglier than a dead person.

"No, I don't want to die, I haven't changed the world yet. Suoke, save me, there must be a way to save me, right?""

Suoke said: "There is only one way to save you."

"any solution?"

"Give up the Death Note, you are no longer the owner of the Death Note, and this power will not be able to counteract you.

"But then my memories of the Death Note will also disappear.

"Yes, it depends on your own choice.

Is to choose life, or choose memory. "