"Yes, Lord lanran."

    Rigid, serious and calm, it seems to be just right for Dongxian Yao. As always, he never disobeyed the instructions of blue dye.

    When Dongxian was going to go forward and prepare to take part of Zhang Han''s soul, shimaru silver took a step and raised her hand to stop him.

    "Silver?"

    Lanran said. The tone was interrogative, but there was no expression of doubt on his face.

    "There''s no need to bother captain Dongxian for such a trivial matter. I''ll just come."

    Shimaruyin smiled and squatted down before lanran and Dongxian wanted to answer. His right hand pressed on Zhang Han''s chest. His hand was wrapped with milky light, and his five fingers were slightly open, slowly probing into Zhang Han''s body. Not long after, shimaru silver took back her right hand, holding a white bead with a warm light on it, which was the essence condensed by some souls in Zhang Han''s body.

    Marubeni stood up, spread out her palm, handed the soul to lanran Youjie, and said, "I left a spiritual power in the child. Captain lanran won''t blame me for making decisions without authorization?"

    "No, you did a good job, silver." lanran doesn''t know where to take out a glass transparent container, put the soul into it, and says calmly, "the child''s physique is too weak. If he takes away the soul and doesn''t care, he won''t live until tomorrow."

    "In fact, I''m still looking forward to his future."

    future? Is there a future for the God of death who has taken away part of his soul?

    Marubeni sneered in her heart and flashed that beautiful figure in her mind again. Random chrysanthemum, what will your future look like? Anyway, I will take it back and give you a complete future! Definitely, I will!

    "Let''s go," lanran turned and left slowly, with a mild voice with a trace of uncertainty. "Silver, if the child can be admitted to Zhenyang Lingshu college, he will be recruited into the team three times."

    Lanran Youjie, who is clearly the captain of the WuFan team, can give instructions to shimaru silver, the captain of the Sanfan team with the same status. If other gods of death see this scene, they will be surprised and speechless. However, Dongxian and shimaru Yin, who left behind LAN ran, didn''t think there was anything strange. They were so harmonious and deserved it.

    In the distance, the thousand year old jinglingting is destined to set off a storm because of the three.

    Think carefully, think carefully, what is that red light?

    "Knife, it''s a knife! It fell from the sky and ran through my head!"

    Yesterday''s scene seemed to be replayed. It appeared in Zhang Han''s mind again and again. As usual, he went downstairs to buy cigarettes, walked out of the gate of the community, suddenly raised his head, but saw a knife falling from the sky with a red shimmer. Before he reacted, it had penetrated his head.

    That''s it!

    Nima! Captain lanran! Silver! Yes! This is the world of death!

    When lanran and Zhang Han approached, their dialogue clearly came into their ears. It''s not a long conversation. Another Zhang Han is frightened and anxious. He tries to open his eyes, but he can''t do it.

    No matter how much you scold, curse, roar, or even pray or beg, you can''t change the fact that part of your soul has been taken away by lanran.

    Pain?

    Zhang Han didn''t feel any pain. On the contrary, because of the spiritual power of Marubeni in his body, there was a warm air flow in his chest and gradually spread to other parts of his body.

    Unlike Matsumoto, she had lost consciousness when she was taken away part of her soul by lanran, while Zhang Han was awake all the time, but her body couldn''t move, and she clearly felt what was missing in her heart.

    "Lan ran Youjie, I won''t let you go!" Zhang Han swore fiercely in his heart.

    With the dizziness from the sky, Zhang Han fell into a coma again.

    The lonely autumn wind blew down the withered and yellow leaves and landed on Zhang Han one by one. In the silent forest, there was only the rustle of leaves flying.

    Zhang Han lay quietly in the trees. The knife clenched in his right hand flashed a faint red light. If he didn''t observe it carefully, he would easily ignore it. The dark red light flickered, like human breathing. With the flicker of light, the spirit son floating in the air threw himself into the red light like a swallow returning.

    I don''t know how long later, I felt Zhang Han''s fragile body that would lose life at any time. A warm air flow came from the black and red handle, and entered the body along Zhang Han''s right hand. The pale and scary face began to have some blood color gradually.

    Before long, the warm current from the soul chopping knife met the spiritual power left in the body by Marubeni. In an instant, it turned from the gentle sunlight into a beast that ate people, wrapped it, and wanted to swallow and assimilate it.

    If the spirit power left by Marubeni did not encounter the spirit cutting knife entering Zhang Han''s body, it would gradually be discharged from his body after nourishing the cells in his body. After all, it was not the spirit power cultivated by Zhang Han himself, and it was incompatible with his body.

    However, the two spirits collided with each other. One was small but very solid, and the other was transformed from the soul chopping knife. The two spirits fought with Zhang Han''s body as the battlefield.

    At first, the psychic power transformed from the soul chopping knife was too rough. Even if the quantity was large, the gap in quality was too obvious. Meeting the psychic power of Marubeni was like an egg hitting a stone. With the passage of time, Zhang Han unconsciously helped the soul chopping knife to compress and condense the spirit son, and gradually fought with the other party.

    Although the spiritual power of shimaryin is strong, it is rootless duckweed after all. Under the joint efforts of Zhang Han and soul chopping knife, it was gradually swallowed and assimilated, and soon disappeared.

    Zhang Han, who fell into a coma, didn''t know how cheap he got. Now the spiritual power flowing unconsciously in his body is much more concise than the ordinary God of death. After all, if you don''t evolve, you can''t win each other.

    When it comes to benefits, this is only a small part. The really big benefit is the spiritual power to devour Marubeni. Specifically, it is not how good the spiritual power is, but the arrangement of the spiritual children in the spiritual power.

    The composition of the corpse soul world, whether it is mountains, water, plants, flowers, birds, insects, fish, wild animals, or even people, is all composed of Lingzi. Since it is composed of Lingzi, the only way to distinguish what is mountain, what is water and what is human is Lingzi.

    Countless kinds of spirit arrangement are combined into different species, and the spirit power cultivated by the God of death is no exception. It has its unique spirit arrangement, or way of composition.

    Since it is the arrangement of spirit children, there are high and low. It shows the level of spirit pressure, which is generally divided into one to nine levels.

    Among them, level 6 spirit pressure is almost the vice captain level, and level 7 or above is the captain level. In the corpse soul world, whether nobles or civilians can reach the level of spiritual pressure above level 7, they are definitely the figures at the top of the pyramid.