Weird and hard to kill? Sorry, I am truly immortal

“Everyone, there are always opportunities in crises!” Wang Dehai suddenly said loudly.

For a moment, everyone’s eyes turned to him, an ordinary person.

He is obviously an ordinary person, but at this time he behaves more calmly than ordinary spiritual masters.

“Nightmares have no entity in reality, but now the entire Green Vine City is covered by its treacherous realm, which is equivalent to us all entering a dream. Only dreams can harm dreams!

This is our opportunity!

As long as we find the true nature of the nightmare and defeat it, we will naturally be able to survive this crisis.”

“Wang Bureau, what you said is easy. Not to mention whether you can defeat the nightmare, just finding the nightmare is difficult. Green Vine City is so big and it is in its treacherous territory. Where can I find the nightmare? Wang

Dehai was not angry when faced with the doubt, but looked at Yang Ming:”Captain Yang, take out that thing.””

Yang Ming nodded, then turned and left.

When he came back, he had a dark golden box in his hand.

This box was completely made of soul steel. There was no gap in it and it was actually welded shut..

For a moment, everyone’s eyes were focused on the box.

Then, Yang Ming took out a dark gold short knife from his waist and slashed the box hard.

A heart-wrenching sound sounded.

The next second , the box was opened, and inside was a pen.

A very old black pen, like a product of the last century. As soon as the pen appeared, a strange and cold atmosphere began to permeate the conference room.

It was as if this The pen is alive, with a pair of eyes full of hatred staring at everyone, making people shudder.

“This is…….A trick!”Some people exclaimed.

Compared to Fang Xiu and Yang Ming, most spiritual masters do not have and have never seen any magic weapons.

Every magic weapon is very precious and not just anyone can own it.

Wang Dehai introduced Said:”Yes, this pen is a trick weapon. The Bureau of Investigation named it the Pen of the Immortal.””

“Pen fairy! ? Is it the Bixian from those Bixian games often played by mentally retarded young people?”

“Yes, time is running out now, so I will give you a brief introduction. Using this pen, as long as you pay a certain price, you can know the answer you want.”

Hearing this, Fang Xiu’s heart moved.

Can he know the answer by paying a price?

Isn’t this exactly what he needs?

If this pen is really so magical, then he can use it to understand the strange truth.

“Wang Ju, do you mean to find out the whereabouts of the nightmare’s true form through the pen of the Immortal Brush?”

“Exactly.”Wang Dehai nodded:”However, the more important the question you ask, the higher the price Bixian will charge. The price is random. Sometimes it may ask you for a finger, a pair of eyes, or maybe a heart or head…….”

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

It’s okay to have fingers, but if there’s no heart and head, wouldn’t the person be gone?

Who dares to use this kind of price?

Most spiritual masters are not selfless people. They are unlikely to be willing to sacrifice themselves to help others ask questions.

So everyone fell into silence, no one wanted to say anything.

Everyone is thinking, with so many people present, someone will always come forward. Why should I take the risk and ask?

At this time, someone suddenly suggested:”This is simple, just find a death row prisoner and ask him if he can?”

Wang Dehai shook his head:”Only the Spirit Master can use the pen of the Immortal Brush.”

The scene fell into chaos again. In silence, the spiritual masters present began to look at their noses and noses, and kept silent.

Yang Ming looked at the silent crowd and scolded directly:”Look at you bunch of cowards, you don’t need to ask.”

As a third-level spiritual master and captain, his strength and position are there, so it is natural for him to scold everyone. No one dared to talk back.

Even if he usually has a bad temper, he still chooses to remain silent at this time, for fear that after he talks back, Yang Ming will say,”Why don’t you ask?”

Yang Ming picked up the pen, found a piece of white paper and started to ask.

Wang Dehai looked worried:”Yang Ming, you…….”

Yang Ming grinned widely:”Wang Ju, don’t forget that my ability is luck. If I were to ask, the price might be just one of my JB hairs.”

Wang Dehai reluctantly nodded. He knew that something was wrong. So far, only Yang Ming has come to ask.

Other spiritual masters are not so selfless.

For now, we can only pray that Yang Ming’s lucky ability will work and everything will be safe.

The Investigation Bureau must not lose Yang Ming’s high-end combat capability during this critical period.

Just when Yang Ming was about to ask, Fang Xiu stood up in front of everyone.

“Let me do it.”

As soon as these words came out, the entire conference room could hear it.

Shock, suspicion, disbelief, curiosity, and other expressions appeared in everyone’s eyes.

A strange color flashed in Yang Ming’s eyes, and then he laughed loudly:”Fang Xiuqian What, you want to steal the spotlight from me? I can’t give you such a good opportunity to perform. Wang

Dehai was even more worried and said:”Fang Xiu, let Yang Ming do it. His ability is luck, and this kid has a lot of trump cards. Bi Xian may not be able to kill him.””

Facing the two people’s dissuasion, Fang Xiu said calmly:”I’ll be fine.”

“Fang Xiu, now is not the time to show off your strength. Yang Ming is the strongest and has the best luck. He is the most suitable one……..”

Wang Dehai still wanted to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Fang Xiu:”I told you, I will be fine.”

Wang Dehai was slightly stunned. He looked at Fang Xiu’s calm face and already had a guess in his heart.

Fang Xiu is so sure. Could it be that he has seen the future? Do you know that nothing will happen to you?

After thinking this, Wang Dehai pondered for a moment and said,”Yang Ming, let him do it.”

Yang Ming obviously thought of something, and finally nodded and handed the pen to Fang Xiu’s hand.

At this time, the uninformed people looked at Fang Xiu with mixed eyes, including admiration, ridicule, and incomprehension.

They really couldn’t imagine that such a holy lady would sneak into the team of spiritual masters, and they would fight for her to die.

Fang Xiu didn’t know what everyone was thinking. The reason why he rushed here was just to confirm his own thoughts. He could use this opportunity to ask the questions hidden in his heart through death.

He would also like to thank Nightmare. If it weren’t for Nightmare, he didn’t know when he would know that the Investigation Bureau still had such a treasure.