Chapter 1955 Ah, so Beautiful!

This kind of esoteric information related to 'transcendence and immortality' is naturally not something that Song Shuhang's head can hold. If he had this level of knowledge in his mind, he would have fallen asleep forever like the 'Indestructible Lord'.

This is Bai's gift for Fat Ball - this part of the 'transcendence and immortality' information is what Tian Daobai left in his thigh that was cut for experimentation.

[No, I can't watch it any longer! 】 At this time, the fat ball boss is struggling frantically.

It is very clear in its heart that if it stares at this part of the 'transcendence and immortality' information, it will become the second immortal Lord and fall into eternal sleep.

However, it cannot control itself.

Whether it is the knowledge of 'immortality' or the information of 'beyond immortality', there is a fatal temptation to the ruler of Jiuyou and the immortals who have stepped out of their 'Dao'.

Knowledge makes me happy~Learning makes me satisfied~Knowledge is my life~

Even with a firm 'Tao Heart', it is still not completely immune to the temptation. The information about 'immortality' was originally the ultimate pursuit of the immortals.

[Take a second look, take another look, and after reading it, I will stop reading the following content! 】

[No, the following content cannot be read. 】

[Just look a little more, just look a little more, I am seeing the key point! 】

[No, I have to restrain myself. 】

【Ah, so beautiful! 】

[I seem to understand a little bit, let me read a little more. 】

[I can hold on for a while longer. 】

The fat ball boss's heart kept repeating.

It has even guessed in its heart that this is Bai's trap.

One step further, it is a cliff that is beyond redemption.

Right now, it is just on the edge of this cliff, a little bit of temptation.

finally.

It stumbled and fell into this endless abyss.

The hands of the human-shaped fat ball boss maintained the posture of holding Song Shuhang's body with one hand and pressing the other hand on his head, motionless.

...

...

Song Shuhang, who was following all this from a 'third-party perspective', was puzzled.

He could probably guess that the Fat Ball boss was reading his memory.

But after reading, why did the big fat ball go silent?

It looks like Song Shuhang himself, who is deeply in the state of rubbing books and can't extricate himself.

Exactly what is in his mind that can make the fat ball boss watch with such relish and unable to extricate himself?

Wait!

Could it be that the memory of the [Confucian saints] was read, right?

[Okay, it's done. 】At this time, Senior White's voice resounded in Song Shuhang's mind.

The next moment, Song Shuhang's body slipped from Fat Ball's hand.

His severed head fell directly from his body and rolled on the ground twice, looking particularly terrifying.

nailed it?

The fat ball tycoon was tricked by the trick again?

"Senior White, am I dead?" Song Shuhang asked.

He could feel that Senior White was nearby, but he didn't know where he was hiding.

"What?" Senior White's voice sounded - I saw a change in the head that fell off on the ground, turning into Senior White's head.

"Do you really want to die? How can you hear from your tone that you can't wait to die again?" Senior Bai looked up at the void and asked curiously.

"No, no." Song Shuhang shook his head repeatedly.

Then he looked at his headless corpse.

Heads are gone, are they not dead yet?

"You are only in a state of suspended animation. If you want to fool the fat ball, you must be realistic. For this moment, I have been preparing for several days. I don't know how many brain cells have died. I even cut off my own head. Just in order to successfully pit it." Senior White's head said.

After all, his head floated up.

Flying head.

Good-looking and handsome.

The next moment, the door of space emerged.

Senior White's body emerged from the void, the headless body,

Carrying a large package.

Then, his body reached out and grabbed his head, handsomely pressing it on his neck.

But... I didn't connect, and my head fell again.

Senior Bai hurriedly reached out his hand to catch his head and sighed: "Hey, I'm acting in a full set. In order to act more realistically and deceive Fat Ball, I cut my head too hard. Now I want to take my head back, It's going to take some time."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Let's do it first." Senior White took out a silk scarf from the big package, tied it around the neck of his head, and then tied it to his body.

It looks like the body of Senior White, flying a kite with a head floating.

However, handsome people, even flying heads are so handsome.

"Senior White, what happened to Fat Ball?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"Didn't you come into contact with the Inextinguishable Lord? The avatar of Fat Ball is now the same as the Inextinguishable Lord." Senior Bai said proudly: "It has come into contact with knowledge and information far beyond its realm's understanding, and is deeply immersed in In that esoteric knowledge information, I enter a state of slumber that cannot be awakened. Infinite knowledge is always irresistible."

At the end, Senior White added: "Knowledge is power!"

Song Shuhang was stunned, how could knowledge be so useful?

"Using the physical trap to trap the fat ball has no sense of accomplishment. Using the power of knowledge to pit him makes me particularly satisfied, as if I have regained the feeling of fighting against the fat ball in the first place." Senior Bai said.

Then, he came to Song Shuhang's headless body and reached out and pressed it on Song Shuhang's body.

Song Shuhang: "Are you going to release my suspended animation?"

"Of course." Senior White said.

Then, he reached out and pulled out a head from the package behind him.

It was Song Shuhang's head.

Song Shuhang: "!!!"

"Senior White, is this my head?" Song Shuhang asked.

Senior White: "Isn't this nonsense?"

"Why is my head in your hands, Senior White?" Song Shuhang looked confused.

"If you don't cut off your head, how can you put my head on your neck? How can you deceive Fat Ball? If you want a realistic performance, you must pay the necessary price." Senior White said.

Song Shuhang nodded silently.

I understand the theory, but when did you cut my head off? Why don't I know?

"I declare in advance that although I am the master of Jiuyou, when I cut your head, I got your own consent." Senior Bai said.

Song Shuhang: "???"

Why don't I know anything myself?

Senior White calmly put Song Shuhang's head back on his neck.

But... I didn't connect, and my head fell off.

Awkward.