1619: C1619 It's Going to be Pushed into the Stove

C1619 It's Going to be Pushed into the Stove

It was three or four o'clock in the morning. The night was fading, and the sky was turning white. It was the quietest time on the road.

A funeral car drove out from the back door of a private clinic, passing through the quiet streets and straight to the crematorium.

The two people in the driver's seat were a little scared.

They were both killers who killed without blinking their eyes, but burning a person alive still made them feel uneasy.

One. Brother Gao, do you think Yeh Beixiao is dead or not?" the black-faced man asked. Why am I so uncertain?"

Brother Gao, who was driving, smiled and said, "Old Hei, what are you afraid of? No matter how powerful Yeh Beixiao was, he was just an ordinary person. Who cares if he's dead or alive? Anyway, the young lady has given the order. We just have to work. Even if Yeh Beixiao was burned alive, he turned into a malicious spirit and wanted to take revenge. We are looking for the young lady, but we are nowhere to be found!"

Old Black nodded. "That's right. Every injustice has its debtor. We are just running errands. It has nothing to do with us!"

Yeh Beixiao, who was in the back of the carriage, was extremely anxious.

If he did not control his own body, he would really be burned alive.

But no matter how hard he struggled, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up. What was going on?

How could he wake up?

He tried his best to calm himself down.

He remembered that night in Pei Jue's bedroom, he was hit in the head and lost a lot of blood. He was dizzy.

Before he fell unconscious, he was worried that Pei Jue would not save him. So he kept circulating the Moh Sect's secret technique to heal himself, trying to save himself. After that, he had no memory at all. It was only when he discovered that he was in a world of pure white and boundless that he heard the voices of the outside world.

Could it be that he was stuck in a cultivation method, unable to get out? Just like in those Xianxia dramas, his primordial spirit separated from his body?

Could the Moh Sect's cultivation system also be the cultivation system?

If he persisted in his cultivation, would he really be able to live forever?

Yeh Beixiao's heart was stirred, then he realized that he had thought too much.

Let alone immortal life, he was going to be burned alive right now!

The most important thing for him right now was to quickly walk out of the cultivation method, return to his body, and escape!

Heavens, what should he do?

He tried to send out a mental connection, hoping to contact Jiang Nanxi. But he found that he could not sense Jiang Nanxi anymore!

At this moment, the car stopped.

He heard people talking outside, but he could vaguely hear Yeh Beixiao saying something about a dead body. No one was collecting corpses or anything like that.

Then someone walked over and opened the back door of the funeral car. Someone was holding a flashlight and looking inside.

He saw Yeh Beixiao lying in the wagon with a white cloth covering his body. He did not open the white cloth to look.

He said, "What sins have you committed? I hope you can be a good person in your next life!"

Yeh Beixiao felt the light. There was hope in his heart. He tried hard to move, but he could not move.

Then the car door slammed shut. The carriage fell into darkness once again. Yeh Beixiao's heart was in despair.

The car started moving again. It did not go far before it stopped again.

The door opened again, and Yeh Beixiao's ankle was grabbed by someone, who dragged him down. Then someone held his head and shoulders, and the two of them exerted force together, placing him on a moving cart.1

The wheels of the moving cart made an ear-piercing rubbing sound on the cement floor. It tore apart the quiet dawn, making one's scalp tingle and back feel cold.

Yeh Beixiao's heart was in his throat. He was about to be pushed into the stove and turned into ashes.

He thought to himself, If I suddenly sat up at this time, would those two bastards be scared to death?

He heard a trembling voice say, "Brother Gao, do you feel it? I just felt God Yeh's feet were hot! Hot..."

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