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Chapter 147 Wishes
Even Meng Zhe didn't expect Song Jiang's face to change suddenly. If it wasn't for his current frown and smile, Meng Zhe would have thought he was possessed by some evil spirit!Thinking of this, he kicked Song Jiang in a bad manner and said, "Small, it's quite like..."

Song Jiang smiled awkwardly, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, why don't you let Jin Zhaokai eat the whole raw bone pill, isn't it easier?"

Meng Zhe glared at Song Jiang and said, "I want it to be beautiful... It is already a great favor for me to patch his head up. He is not blessed to enjoy this whole bone pill."

After hearing this, Bai Ze explained with a smile, "This raw bone pill is absolutely extraordinary. Ordinary mortals can not only break bones and regenerate after eating it, but also make people as strong as cattle and double their lifespan... If Jin Zhaokai eats the whole A living bone pill, wouldn't that mess up the Yin Division's book of life and death?"

On the way back, Song Jiang's mind was always in a daze. He couldn't figure out what happened to his "improvisation" just now?Why did he suddenly turn into a villain to scare the neighbors, mother and child?

After returning home, Song Jiang still looked absent-minded. This time it was Meng Zhe's turn to observe him secretly, wondering what this kid was thinking...

In fact, before Meng Zhe and Bai Ze went out on business to visit a descendant of a celestial master, they wanted to ask him to tattoo a special seal on Song Jiang's body, so as to ensure that Qinglong's Yuanshen could sleep in Song Jiang's heart forever.

It's a pity that the descendant of the celestial master told them very clearly that his mana is not enough to draw this tattoo, and the Qinglong Yuanshen has a strong demonic nature. If this imprint can achieve the desired effect, he must find someone with high mana Molai can do it himself... But this man and devil are rare in a hundred years, and for a while, this descendant of the celestial master didn't know where to look for it.

Meng Zhe thought to himself that this monster has a ready-made one, but the problem is that he was thinking about how to kill him some time ago, and now he is asking someone to do something?Isn't it a bit too disrespectful to the face of the white tiger god? !
And this is not the most important point. The descendants of the Celestial Master said that once this imprint is tattooed, it can never be removed. Even if it is reincarnated after death, the imprint will always follow Song Jiang... In this way, he may have to carry the Qinglong with him forever. The primordial spirit of the two were reincarnated together.

At this moment, Meng Zhe looked at Song Jiang who was sitting on the sofa and swiping his phone. Thinking that he might only be a body that trapped the demon god forever, Meng Zhe felt a feeling that he had never felt before—— Guilty.

Perhaps feeling the pity in Meng Zhe's eyes, Song Jiang looked at him with some doubts and said, "What's wrong?"

Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just wanted to ask what is the thing you most want to do in this life?"

Song Jiang wondered, "What do you want to do most in this life...? That's too much! After all, I'm so young, and there are still many things I haven't tried before." Asked, "Why do you ask? Is the Great God going to help me realize all my wishes?"

Meng Zhe smiled and said, "Well...don't you want to?"

Unexpectedly, Song Jiang shook his head and said, "I don't really think about it. How can there be such a good thing in this world? I can realize all my wishes without doing anything?! Then unless I am going to die tomorrow, how can you help me so kindly?" ..." Song Jiang was stunned when he said this, and then said with a pale face, "I don't think I'm going to lose my hair soon, am I?"

Meng Zhe rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "You really write online novels, your imagination is really rich! I just want to discuss life with you..."

Song Jiang stared into Meng Zhe's eyes in disbelief. After a while, he was convinced that the other party was not lying, so he asked curiously, "Then what do you want to do most in your life?!"

Meng Zhe shrugged and said that he has lived too long in this life, and he has done everything he should and should not do. Now he has nothing special to do.

Song Jiang was somewhat disappointed after hearing this, "Ah...then you are living a boring life now? It seems that immortality may not necessarily be something to be happy about."

Meng Zhe nodded helplessly and said, "Actually, the most painful thing is not the boredom in life, but when you find yourself living for too long, you will have no hope for anything... because you You will find that everything in the world can't match the word 'time' in the end."

Unexpectedly, Song Jiang said enviously, "Do you know what your current behavior is called? The ancients called it cheap and good-looking, and modern people call it Super Versailles!"

Meng Zhe is now an old netizen, so he naturally knows what Versailles means, so he curled his lips and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, after this village, there will be no such shop."

Seeing that Meng Zhe seemed to be serious, Song Jiang said excitedly, "I want to win the lottery! It doesn't need to be too much... just 5 million!"

"No, I don't own the ill-gotten wealth..." Meng Zhe directly refused.

Song Jiang sighed, then thought for a while and said, "I want to fall in love with a *** female star!"

"No, Wan Eyin is the leader...you should be an ordinary person with no desires!" Meng Zhe said coldly.

Song Jiang was lucky, and then said, "Then I think my novel will be a hit!"

"The success of an article depends on whether readers like and accept your point of view. Isn't it a little bit unkind to forcefully change readers' preferences?!" This time Meng Zhe said it rather tactfully.

But Song Jiang quit completely when he heard it, "This is not okay, that is not okay, are you helping me realize my wish? Or do you want to drive me to death directly!?"

Meng Zhe saw that Song Jiang seemed to be really angry, so he half-deceived and half-coaxed, "Let me tell you one more thing, what if it can be realized by relying on general knowledge?"

Unexpectedly, Song Jiang didn't follow his tricks anymore. He went back to the room, closed the door, and went straight to bed...Leaving Meng Zhe alone on the sofa in the living room, heaving a sigh.

Early the next morning, Song Jiang was woken up early by the ringing of his mobile phone. He picked it up and saw that it was from his old classmate Wu Lei, "Why... so early."

"Brother, it's because you haven't woken up to hear your baby voice?!" Wu Lei said amusedly on the phone.

Song Jiang looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and then said angrily, "Brother, it's only past 7 o'clock! If you have something to talk about, hang up if you have nothing to do!"

Wu Lei hurriedly said, "Don't... look at your impatience, what's the matter? Isn't it time for you and me to get the materials?"

Song Jiang sighed after hearing this, then sat up helplessly, thinking that I really can't offend anyone, "Say...what's the matter?"

　Today's update...

　　
　
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