Two-dimensional evil contract

Squeak~~~Squeak~~~

Huge centipede, with hundreds of steps, stood up all at once, the sharp jaw teeth intertwined, making the sound of steel rubbing, and green mucus came out of its mouth, dripping on the ground, babbling, dissolving a small pit.

"Woo~~~" The poisoned young man's breathing increased, his eyes widened, his legs had no strength, he kicked symbolically twice, and shivered: "Master, forgive the disciple for being unfilial-old man, don't Kill me, I'm still young, please, let me go. I swear I will never reveal this. Don't kill me!"

"Huh! Cartilage head." The malignant middle-aged man smiled and said, "Heijin, step back."

The huge centipede squeaked for a demonstration and crawled back under the feet of the malignant middle-aged man.

"Thank the old man for not killing, I, Wang Jing, would like to listen to you." Two lines of humiliating tears shed in the eyes of the poisoned young man, and he smashed his head at the two dead seniors and said: "Mo Shishu, Li Shishu, evildo Not filial, I just want to live!"

"Qua, life is very fragile, Wang Jing, cherish your life, here, this is a detoxification pill." The malignant middle-aged man really threw a pill.

After eating the Detoxification Pill, Wang Jing's black face faded, and he stood up with difficulty and said, "Senior keeps his life, I don't know what use is there for me?"

"Quack, you are still you, continue to be your tester, but the test subject needs to be slightly changed. Go, let me go to the front hall and arrange it. You give your order and order the outside guard not to let anyone go. Old husband Lu Dong, also recruit disciples. Gaga." After speaking, the old poison named Lu Dong came out of the house.The huge centipede turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the sleeves of the old poison.

Behind him, Wang Jing looked gloomy, and followed him.

Phoo~~~

"The old poison's cultivation base is very powerful. He talks and laughs when he kills. It is more terrifying than the centipede. It is so cold! If I am found, I will be dead." Yang Zhi's body was pressed against the wall, and the sweat from his back wetted the wall. surface.

There was a pain in the eyebrows, the mental power was exhausted, the Nether Hat lost its effectiveness, and Yang Zhi's body showed its original shape.

"Worse, it's revealed. Alas, I knew it so, why did it in the first place. Curiosity hurt me!"

Putting the Nether Hat into the treasure bag, Yang Zhi hurried into the hut, for fear of being seen by the old poison.

"Meditate quickly and restore your mental strength!"

The place where I was resting was bloodstained, so I found a clean place, sat cross-legged, meditating.

Half an hour later, Yang Zhi heard an intermittent, weak and old choking sound.

"I, I, I don't--"

"I, I can't die!"

Two elders who had fallen in a pool of blood, one of them was trembling with his fingers twitching, and there was a glimmer of light.

"Young boy, help me!"

His complexion was dark and he was obviously poisoned too deeply, but the old man with a high level of cultivation tremblingly propped up his body and came back to life.

Yang Zhi woke up from the meditation, and ran away without any image. He hurriedly whispered, "Old man, even if you have a high level of cultivation, the old poison said that if you are poisoned, you will definitely die. You should die quickly. Well, don’t die and live again, it will scare people to death!"

At the same time, the mirror light flickered.

"Physical body: Jindan first layer."

"Soul: the first floor of Xuantai."

Yang Zhi is numb.

The old man was startled and continued to tremble, and said, "Young, young, don't be afraid. When the old man was poisoned, he had already cut a hole in his body. When the old man's blood drained, it was the time to detoxify --- you If you have a kind heart, and then give your blood to the old man, the old man can survive."

When Yang Zhi heard it, it seemed that saving lives was justified and feasible.

Yang Zhidao: "Since I can save your life, it's your duty!"

"Okay, good boy! The old man'Mo Zhenqing' can never remember the great kindness of the boy's life." The pale old man, who was in trouble with his actions, jumped at this moment, two withered palms grabbing Yang Zhi's delicate wrists, Zhang Opened his mouth wide, bit on the aorta of the wrist, and'Baz, Baz' sucked Yang Zhi's blood, and while sucking it, he said in a muddled voice: "Good blood, good boy, old man, thank It's endless, grateful."

"It's so painful, so painful, I said, old man, although I promised to exchange blood for you, kid, you don't need to be anxious, you can't ruin my body like this!" Yang Zhi cried out in pain, but the old man's two palms were like two iron bars. Clamp, firmly grasped Yang Zhi's wrist.

After only a few mouthfuls, the old man stopped sucking when his complexion turned red.

The old man let go of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the bleeding wrist. It seemed to be very painful, so he quickly recovered a little true essence to stop Yang Zhi from bleeding.

The old man's gaze flickered, staring at the blood greedily, stretched out a finger to point to the wound, and said: "Wasting blood is a sin!"

The pure true energy flowed from the old man's fingers and covered the broken wrist. Yang Zhili, who was crying in pain, didn't feel much pain at the time. A cool, numb feeling replaced the fear of blood loss.

"No waste, no waste." Yang Zhi smiled and said: "Old man, a little bit of blood from the chaff, in exchange for your life, the boy thinks it is very worthwhile."

"Young man, you can have such a thought, the old man admires it very much." The old man smashed his mouth, pricked his tongue, and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling a little unfinished. Yang Zhi looked a little scared, and the old man smiled dryly. To hide a certain feeling with seriousness, said...