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Chapter 46: The Gate of Life
What does it feel like to be angry?
Chen Xian had a deep understanding of this.
Before meeting Mu He, Chen Xian was seldom angry. In the words of others, he was a standard Buddhist youth. His state of mind was outrageously peaceful. .
Seeing Mu He eating with his hands, Chen Xian would be angry.
Chen Xian would also be angry when he saw Mu He dirty his clothes that he finally washed clean.
Seeing that Mu He was disobedient and had to sleep in the same bed with himself, Chen Xian would still be angry.
Chen Xian felt that he became angry all the time, but he never scolded Mu He for these things, at most he just said a few words to her to calm down, and he secretly depressed for a while, and the anger disappeared until Chen Xian saw After seeing Mu He, who was covered in bruises and bruises in his arms, he realized that those were not angry. Even if he had been cornered by those abnormal beings before, those so-called anger were just a superficial change of emotions.
really pissed off.
real anger.
It should be like this now.
Chen Xian slowly raised his head with a blank face, and looked at the giant fist that was smashing at him like a mountain of Taishan. When the furious Yellow Turban Warrior had time to resist, he opened his mouth wide like a beast that had lost his mind. With red eyes, he bit the Yellow Turban Warrior's leg and forcibly tore off a half-meter-long piece of rotten flesh.
"Ahhhh!!"
Amid the shrill screams of the Yellow Turban Warrior, Chen Xian had already run away from it with Mu He in his arms, and in just a split second he came to Lu Yisheng, who was dozens of meters away.
"Old...Boss...Are you all right?" Lu Yisheng was speechless.
Chen Xian not only did not die, but also came out to turn the tide. This really made Lu Yisheng excited, and it also gave him a feeling that he would have good luck if he survived the disaster, but at this moment, Chen Xian made him feel a little strange, even scared. .
Although Chen Xian's bloodshot eyes could not see the slightest emotional fluctuations, Lu Yisheng could clearly feel the extremely dangerous aura that Chen Xian exuded. He felt that the person standing in front of him was not Chen Xian is a monster who can't wait to tear everything in front of him to pieces!
"Help me watch her." Chen Xian's tone was very gentle, not in line with his dangerous aura, as if someone else was speaking, "She has a broken right arm, try not to move her, let her lie here Just fine."
"Ah...Okay!" Lu Yisheng nodded hastily and spoke cautiously, "Boss...Are you alright?"
Chen Xian didn't say anything, just nodded and said softly.
"You rest in peace, I'll kill it."
At this moment, Lu Yisheng also noticed Chen Xian's change.
If every alien is a whirlpool that can attract the yin and yang qi independently, then Chen Xian at this moment is the most exaggerated one of those "vortexes" that Lu Yisheng has ever seen. Peeling from the air, it was pouring into his body like a torrent... If Chen Xian before was just a lake where Yin and Yang could slowly flow into, then now he is a bottomless deep sea .
When Lu Yisheng discovered this, he was even more horrified and inexplicable. He just felt that the current Chen Xian was a completely different person compared to before. The aura he could not help exuding was even more powerful and frightening, even if he was keeping secrets. The special members of the bureau, or those who have attained Taoism in the religious lineage... Compared with the current boss, is it just like that? ?
When Chen Xian turned to leave, Lu Yisheng also noticed another thing that puzzled him.
The pool is empty.
Yep, it's empty.
All those unknown black liquids in the pool before have disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and not even a trace was left, just like a pool that has been dried up for many years and sees full of sand and dust, when the wind blows , a piece of dust will rise in the pool...
What about the black water? ?
Did it flow away from the vortex that appeared before? ? ?
Lu Yisheng couldn't understand it, but he didn't have the energy to think about it, because now there are more important things that need his attention.
"The present you...is not as good as your master..." Chen Xianming walked past the Yellow Turban Lux, picked up the trembling meat saw, and wiped it with his sleeve. Wiping the blood that kept spilling from the back of the knife, "I thought you could grow your hand back in no time... It seems that I think too much..."
Back in the master's hands, the frenzied tremors of the meat saw gradually ceased, but the blood flowing from the back of the knife never stopped, instead there was a change that even Chen Xian couldn't understand.
The blood turned black.
Like spoiled blood that has been corrupted for many years, the foul odor continues to spread in the underground cave, and this change is like an infectious disease.
They are like the most filthy existence in the world. The sticky and smooth "body" exudes an ominous stench, turning this area into a real filthy place, and Chen Xian is the owner of this filthy place. .
"This is your original face..." Chen Xian murmured, as if reuniting with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, wiping the blade gently with his cuff, "I didn't use you well before... ...and try again now..."
As soon as the words fell, Chen Xian's figure disappeared from the sight of the Yellow Turban Warrior in an instant, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of the Yellow Turban Warrior.
I saw Chen Xian jumping up holding the meat-saw, and slashing down from the chest of the Yellow Turban Lux. Like an experienced surgeon, he went straight down from the chest to the abdominal cavity, and pulled it out from the body of the Yellow Turban Lux. A perfect surgical line.
In an instant, the wound burst, and those rotten internal organs rushed out from the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior, like a bloody rainstorm in the burrow, and countless pungent and pungent organs fell on the ground one after another. Rhythm and contains some kind of strange melody sound.
This picture, which should have been chilling all over the body, actually revealed a strange beauty at this moment.
Standing in this bloody "storm", Chen Xian was like a down-and-out gentleman who forgot to bring his umbrella. He emerged from the rainstorm a little eagerly, and the stench of blood hit him, covering his figure. Hazy and hazy, it looks as unreal as the person in the painting.
The reason why he looked a little anxious when he went out was because he had foreseen what would happen next.
In the mournful howl, the seemingly indestructible body of the Yellow Turban Warrior collapsed suddenly. If Chen Xian didn't get out of it in time, he would be crushed under the body by the Yellow Turban Warrior, or even squeezed. into the open abdominal cavity.
The strength of the Yellow Turban Warrior is very strong, even the current Chen Xian is not as strong as it.
But Chen Xian was very smart, he didn't give the Yellow Turban a chance to play, and he didn't plan to give it a chance to fight back.
When the Yellow Turban Warrior fell to the ground, Chen Xian flashed onto its back in an instant.
"You should be different from those ordinary abnormal beings...I should have thought of it before...that clay figurine thrown by your master...that is a magic weapon and a medium Right?" Chen Xian muttered to himself, raised his hand and slashed the back of the Yellow Turban Warrior's head with a knife, then stretched his arm in and slowly took it out, "You are a creature that can only be realized by gathering energy through a medium... .So you have the ability to heal yourself..."
As Chen Xian said, the Yellow Turban Warriors have a self-healing power that is no weaker than that of the old man, but after the old man is eliminated by Chen Xian, this self-healing power will be weakened a bit, at least it will not stop the vitality in an instant. As time goes by, the recovery speed after injury is not as fast as before.
Of course, this does not mean that the Yellow Turban Rex has lost its self-healing power. Its self-healing power has only been weakened but not disappeared. It can repair itself as well as it has given a certain amount of time.
Chen Xian is not an adventurous person.
It's like hitting an irrational mad dog. If you want to hit it, you must seize the opportunity to kill it, or you will be bitten back by it sooner or later.
Accompanied by the grunting sound that made the scalp numb, Chen Xian slowly pulled out his arm from the brain tissue of the Yellow Turban Warrior, and grabbed a clay figurine covered in mucus in his hand.
Before the Yellow Turban Warriors began to resist, Chen Xian threw the clay figurine high like a baseball, and then grabbed the meat saw with both hands and smashed it violently, directly smashing it into pieces.
The Yellow Turban Warrior panicked.
Even if it doesn't have much IQ, it knows that the clay figurine is its destiny.
"Is the self-healing power gone?" Chen Xian asked curiously, the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more obvious, and the calm tone when he spoke was even more frightening, "It's up to me when it disappears."
As soon as the words fell, Chen Xian raised the meat saw in his hand, using it as a hammer, and slammed it against the head of the Yellow Turban Warrior one after another.
"Bang!!"
Chen Xian did not say a word from the beginning to the end, and was so quiet that it was frightening, and his deep hatred for the Yellow Turban Warrior was even more incisively and vividly vented by him in the blood.
"Bang!!"
"Bang!!"