"What else do you want to do?"

Jin Qiming's gloomy eyes made my heart go ups and downs violently. This man who was half disabled and was dying, actually crawled towards me inch by inch. His long hair spread over his shoulders looked extremely messy and crazy.

"How is it. Hehehe..." Jin Qiming smiled wildly. Then his hand slowly pulled out a cold dagger under his collar and held it tightly in his hand.

"Do you think you still have a chance to kill me?" I quietly looked at the dagger in Jin Qiming's hand and asked with a squinted eye.

Jin Qiming slowly raised his head, but a ferocious and weird smile appeared on his face. He gave me an unsolvable smile and showed a shiny white teeth in front of me. Then, he suddenly held the dagger in his hand and cut it towards his throat.

Blood suddenly spewed out.

I was slightly surprised.

"I want to commit suicide." I looked at the shocking knife in Jin Qiming's throat in confusion.

But Jin Qiming looked at me with a smile. The strange smile on his face became stronger and stronger. He committed suicide. Could it be that he could do anything to me?

But at this moment, the fox fairy's panic voice came from the side:

"Not good. Don't look at his eyes."

Almost as the fox fairy's scream came into my ears, I suddenly understood Jin Qiming's last killer move.

And I also realized that something bad happened instantly.

In my vision, Jin Qiming's proud eyes in my eyes were quickly dimming. Jin Qiming's body, kneeling on the ground, slowly fell down. But at the same time, a sarcastic smug laugh suddenly sounded deep in my brain:

"My good brother. Do you really think I'm dead? Do you really think you won? Do you think everything is over."

This sound comes from deep in my brain.

A strong sense of fear surged into my heart. Almost at the same time, my hands began to tremble involuntarily. The fingers of my hands began to move uncontrollably, just like a Parkinson's syndrome patient.

My body's dominance is gradually losing.

Almost instantly, I realized this deeply.

Jin Qiming injected his consciousness into my body by destroying his own **, trying to take away the consciousness of my body. From then on, he became another me.

"Get out of me..." I roared in panic.

"Get out. Where to go?" Jin Qiming's evil laughter rang. "My good brother. From now on, I will be you. You are me. Our memories will overlap. I will have all your memories. But your consciousness will be replaced by my consciousness. From now on, I will replace you. Your pain will end. Isn't it great?"

"Get out..." I roared heart-wrenchingly. But there were waves of dizziness coming from my brain. My consciousness was blurring rapidly at a speed that I was afraid of. My eyes began to gradually dissipate. The memories in my brain began to gradually fog.

There was a cold feeling surging in my brain. It was from Jin Qiming's memory. I know that Jin Qiming's memory was invading my brain like a poisonous snake. Once the invasion was successful, from now on, I will no longer exist in this world. What exists in this world is just a person with my appearance. Most of my memories are extremely similar to me. But they are completely different.

"I can't do it. I'll use my precious body as a price. Accept it well. My brother."

"Ahhhh..." The next moment, I let out a painful scream. My brain seemed to be pierced by a cold knife and fork. The pain was unbearable. But at the next moment, I suddenly burst into laughter and a terrifying sound came out of my mouth:

"Hahahaha. Keep calling. Keep calling. No one can save you."

A completely different tone. Voices of different emotions roared out of the same mouth. I covered my head in pain like a schizophrenic. I squatted on the ground and gasped in pain.

And before my brain was completely blurred, I finally realized what Jin Qiming's magic was.

Soul-taking technique.

It ranks fourth among the eighty-one magical arts. And it is also the most crazy and evil magical arts.

The most important ability of this kind of magic is to transfer one's own memories to other people's brains and treat other people's brains as their own memory storage, just like a U disk. Before the soul-reaping owner dies, the soul-reaping owner can transfer his lifelong memories, including all his consciousness, to other people's brains, so that he can keep his brain immortal forever and stay in other people's bodies to survive.

Of course, the soul-catching technique itself is not unsolvable. Because the biggest premise for the owner of the soul-catching technique to completely transfer his consciousness is that the other party has the spiritual essence golden elixir. Otherwise, his consciousness cannot be stored in the other party for a long time. He can only be stored for a short time by relying on the delay effect of the magic. In history, people who own the spiritual essence golden elixir are a minority after all. Therefore, the owners of the soul-catching technique often cannot survive and obtain eternal life.

"Brother, I have been waiting for too long this day, do you know? The entire Aisin Jueluo family doesn't know that I have magic. I have been waiting for this day, too long this day, brother. I will cherish your body and use your body to complete your unfinished great cause. You can rest in peace..."

Jin Qiming's almost perverted and wild laughter kept echoing in my brain. My brain was gradually becoming cold. The defense line of memory was retreating and relaxing little by little. Perhaps in the next second, my consciousness would completely collapse.

I pounded my head frantically. But the tide-like thoughts still continued to wash over and erode my memory. I rolled, crawled and struggled on the ground frantically. But Jin Qiming's thoughts were firmly integrated into my body and became a part of my body. They could no longer be removed. And they became deeper and deeper...

"Wang Yisheng..."

"Boss, boss."

I heard Jinna's trembling voice. I heard the catwoman's anxious cry. I also saw a nervous and worried face. Every familiar face kept switching back and forth between blur and clarity.

But like the distant statues washed by heavy rain, their faces are getting fainter and weaker after all, and my body is gradually getting colder...

Unexpectedly, in the end, everything would end with such a conclusion.

If I could still laugh, I would definitely laugh at myself fiercely at this moment.

But I have no chance.

There is no more.

I slowly closed my eyes, felt the impact from the depths of my soul, felt the control of my body gradually lost, and felt the last beating of the familiar heart in my chest before my thoughts had stopped. This old friend who has been with me for almost twenty years will no longer belong to me from now on...

A pair of warm hands gently brushed across my cheeks. The hand was so warm and so gentle. It was like a warm cloud that gently brushed away all the pain in my heart. The waves in my brain also calmed down in an instant, as if the flood was deterred in front of the dam.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a face shrouded under the ground-length white hair.
Chapter completed!