A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Once it is poisoned by the "entangled filament", its toxicity passes through the blood vessels and gradually spreads throughout the body.

In a short period of time, the people who have been poisoned are ordinary people, which is alright, there is no great danger. But in the case of a samurai, there is a deadly threat, and the poisoner must not falter in the meantime. Otherwise, it can cause a rapid onset of toxicity, reflux of blood throughout the body, and pain.

The longer the poisoning, the deeper the toxicity, the more troublesome.

Although control over real gas has been restored, the antidote must be taken daily to contain the toxicity, otherwise the whole body bone will slowly mutate, causing the whole body to begin to shrink and eventually shrink into clumps like rotten mud, paralyzed to the ground and immobile.

Even more daunting is the fact that there is no way to completely remove the toxicity from the bone marrow, but to take the symmetrical drug for a long time, so that it is not seized, so that the toxicity, like a sympathetic filament, can last forever and forever.

Many of the materials used to formulate this poison are replaceable items. Although the consequences are the same, the specific toxicity varies from person to person and becomes uncertain. The antidote naturally varies, and only the person who manufactures it can dispense with the symptoms and suppress the toxicity. Others, even if they knew how to formulate "entangled filament", could not do so and formulate the antidote.

In this way, the life of the poisoning person is in the hands of the poisoning person, and can only be ordered to obey, dare not resist.

Dr. Murray filtered the memories of “entanglement filament” in his brain, and he understood that Han Li had no fear.

He grinned in his heart, his face remained unchanged and his mouth said softly:

“Is this your last resort? ”

“Boy, if you don't have any other moves, grab them! ”

Han Li's heart suddenly sank. Seeing that Dr. Mu's divine color remained unchanged, the threat to him seemed not to concern himself at all, and he knew that there must be something missing.

He saw that Dr. Murray really didn't put this poison in his heart. The other party's "wrapped incense silk” poison was in his body. He didn't care. He didn't touch the other party's nerves a little bit.

And because of this, Han Li was very clear that he was in an absolutely unfavourable downwind, and the other party seemed to have a great deal of certainty and took him down.

Seeing that Han Li was silent, Dr. Mu chuckled, his eyes crossed the color of fraud, and his mouth drank with a loud sigh:

“Tinu, go get him for me. ”

As soon as he heard this, Han immediately remembered that after entering the house, he seemed to have completely forgotten an important person. He was less careful than he thought. With his toes, he snapped the edge of his foot, and the iron cone automatically jumped into his hand.

At this moment, a huge black shadow came out of the corner of the house with a fierce wind, and came to him immediately. His speed made Han Li impossible to escape.

Helpless, he had to stick the sharp cone of his hand straight into the small belly of the shadow, hoping that it would stop him a little and give him a chance to avoid asthma.

It is not advisable to stick a short cone to this part of the abdomen. But Han Li also had no choice. The other party was really too tall, and the blade in his hand was only a few inches long, so he could only get here.

Han Li suddenly felt that he appeared to have hit with a non-human monster. The outstretched wrist seemed to have been hit by a giant tree, and directly dislocated. His body was repeatedly struck several steps backwards. The iron cone in his hand was as if it had been stabbed with a stone, and he flew out and disappeared.

Han Li was furious. Just after the impact, he barely stabilized his shape. He felt a darkness in front of him. A huge figure followed, followed by a severe pain in his shoulders. His shoulder blades were caught dead by two giant hands, giving him a feeling of being crushed.

Han Li struggled a few times, but his body was like the top of the mountain. He couldn't move.

In desperation, he couldn't care less, lifted his knees and slammed to the point between the legs of the giant shadow.

“Oops," Han Li hurts coldly and sweats DC. The other party's fatal spot is also incredibly hard. He feels that the knee bone is like an egg touching a rock, as if it had been broken into several pieces.

But his move seemed to piss each other off, and the giant hand on his shoulder suddenly sent out a little more brute force, causing Han Li to almost faint and the whole person to collapse on the ground.

“Gently, Tinu. This guy, I still have a lot of use.” At this deadly juncture, Dr. Murrow's outcry came.

As the voice dropped, Han Li felt his shoulders were lighter and the pain on them was greatly reduced. He couldn't help but relieve himself. For the first time, he felt Dr. Murrow's voice was so resistant to hearing, but fortunately, his long-standing doubts surrounded his mind added a few points.

From the beginning, Han Li discovered that for some reason, as soon as he got to the point, he would be merciful and afraid to hurt himself. Naturally, he doesn't think of the other person as being benevolent and intentionally benevolent. There must be something he doesn't know and can't see, so the other party can throw a mouse whiskey, don't let go of his hands and feet to attack, otherwise he won't be bothered.

He secretly decided to take full advantage of this to negotiate with the other party and try to escape the other party's hand.

Dr. Murray walked up to him and seemed to see what he thought in his heart. The smiling golden colour flashed over his face. He first touched Han Li's chest and took out a mirror from there. He couldn't help but be a little mute. It was this object that blocked his point.

He shook his head gently without saying anything, and then removed a rectangular yellow wooden box from his arms. The box was exquisite, and the dragon painted phoenix on it was known to be precious at first glance. It was rare for ordinary people to see.

In front of Han, Dr. Mu solemnly opened the box lid and placed several identical silver blades. This silver blade is oddly shaped, looks like a blade but not a blade, a blade but not a sword, the blade is curved, half moon shaped, and the size is similar to that of a dagger. It is very strange.

When Dr. Murray took out a silver blade from the box, Han Li discovered that the strange blade was quite thin. It was as thick as a piece of paper. The cold light flashed on the blade, making people feel extremely sharp at first sight. It must be used to cut the flesh and blood. It must be as easy as cutting clothes. What's even stranger is that at the end of the handle of the silver blade, there is also a ghost with closed eyes, which is blue-faced, with long corners, and extremely stubborn.

Dr. Murray grabbed this weird blade and glanced at Han Li with a deep oblique angle.

This move made Han Li feel creepy. Did he really get this crow's mouth guessed? He had to cut himself with this weird blade.