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"Oh, really?

Then tell me, what do you admire about me?"

"This..."

Zheng Hong lowered her head in embarrassment, cursing in her heart, "Shameless!"

"Ahem...

Actually, it's mainly because you're handsome~"

Zhou Yang smiled teasingly, "It's useless to have talent without a good appearance."

After hearing this, Zheng Hong was stunned.

"What does this guy want to do?"

"I don't know if he is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. He dares to rush forward without knowing the method of 'resurrection'."

"Doesn't he know that among all of us present, except for this beautiful woman in front of us, there are almost no practitioners?"

"So what?

Those guys are just the foils for our mission. They are not to be feared at all!

Besides, even an ordinary person who is not even a practitioner can be easily dealt with, let alone such a living person."

"You mean, all of us present are actually practitioners?"

"Of course...ah!"

Just when Zhou Yang turned around and was about to explain to the other party, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Then, his eyes went black and he fell straight to the ground.

...

After sleeping for an unknown period of time, Zhou Yang finally woke up from his coma.

At this moment, he was lying on an unfamiliar single bed.

The light in the room was a little dim, and the window was drawn with curtains, making the whole room look very dark.

If he hadn't experienced the strange incident just now, it would be difficult for him to realize that this was not his room in a short time.

Zhou Yang struggled to sit up, slowly took off his headphones, wiped the saliva from his mouth with his hand, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened to me just now?

Why did I faint inexplicably?"

Although he found that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed a little after waking up, Zhou Yang still didn't take it to heart.

Because he had already been accustomed to such situations before.

It was nothing more than a series of unexpected emergencies, and there was no need to make a fuss.

But when he saw clearly where he was at the moment, his face suddenly became solemn.

She couldn't help but ask: "So, you admire my talent because I'm handsome?"

"Of course.

I've seen countless male singers, but none of them is as handsome as you!

You can make a living with your face, but you have to rely on your talent!"

Zhou Yang nodded seriously at first, and then continued to say jokingly: "So, I'm the winner~"

While the two were talking happily, there was a new change in the audience.

Two security guards came out from nowhere, stood directly on the stage, and surrounded Zhou Yang and Zheng Hong.

"Excuse me, who are you?

Why did you appear at our concert?"

The two security guards asked Zhou Yang with a murderous look on their faces.

"I'm his agent, my name is Zheng Hong, and this is my artist..."

Zheng Hong hurriedly explained, but was interrupted by Zhou Yang next to her halfway through.

"That has nothing to do with you.

I'm leaving now, so stop yelling, understand?"

"Also, please clean up the equipment in the backstage and don't leave any traces, thank you."

"Damn it!

Who do you think you are to talk to us like that?"

One of the security guards clenched his fist and pounded the table hard.

"Why, just asking us to clean up will satisfy your ambition?"

Zhou Yang snorted first, then turned around and looked at Zheng Hong beside him.

At this moment, although she was very shocked, she still pretended to be calm and said, "What do you want to do?

Don't mess around!"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to chat with you..."

Zhou Yang smiled playfully, "Are you so happy?

My dear little baby?"

"You..."

"I'm not in my room! Here..."

At this moment, Zhou Yang has fully realized what he has encountered.

"What happened?"

Zhou Yang thought to himself, "Am I still dreaming?

But even if I am dreaming, it shouldn't be so real."

Zhou Yang endured the headache and sorted out the broken memories with trembling fingers. His face suddenly turned pale.

"So that's it...

It seems that I didn't fall into a coma before, butSomeone moved me to another place, and my body might have been taken away.

And the other party seemed to be very sure that I could not wake up during the "resurrection".

Because in the "Death Coming Plan", only the dead will lose control of their bodies.

In other words, I may have been tricked by this mysterious guy in front of me..."

This mysterious and vicious plan is naturally the so-called "Death Coming Plan".

At the same time, various mysterious events have occurred all over the world.

The frequency and scope of these events are getting higher and higher, and it has become a normal state.

Until one day, someone finally noticed something was wrong.

With the occurrence of mysterious events in various places, the whole world began to become full of crises.

Although those ordinary people do not know how to practice, their vigilance is much higher than that of the rulers in high positions.

Zheng Hong did not expect Zhou Yang to call out her stage name directly, and she could not help but stand there in a daze.

"Oh~ I understand! "

Zhou Yang waved his hand at her, and then continued: "You must be afraid that I will take the opportunity to run away, right?

Don't worry, even if you really run away, I won't care. "

After hearing this, Zheng Hong suddenly felt a little confused.

Did he really forget about this matter?

But why did Zhou Yang pretend to be indifferent?

…

That night, Zhou Yang returned home alone.

Although several incredible and strange things happened during this period, he still needed to force himself to calm down at this moment.

Because he knew that he could no longer degenerate like usual.

Everything he has now is obtained through his long-term unremitting efforts.

No matter how he thinks, he must not let the tragedy happen again.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sounded outside the window.

Zhou Yang gently opened the door and walked towards the living room following the sound.

However, what he never expected was that a gloomy and biting cold wind quickly came from behind and drilled directly from the collar.