He wanted the black water to catch the woman in front of him and block her mouth so that she could no longer easily say such abhorrent words.
The black water quickly crawled along the green grass like a snake.
The grass suddenly disappeared, replaced by a pale floor tile, and the black liquid crawled blankly on the white floor tile for a few steps, and suddenly flinched.
It was a laboratory he was very familiar with and deeply afraid of.
The two experimenters came over, without saying anything they pulled his arm around, and bound him to the operating table.
“No… don’t,” Zhong Lixiao said with a trembling voice. He knew in his heart that this might be an illusion, but the fear that had been carved into his bones for many years made him unable to muster the courage to resist.
No one took care of his request. An experimenter looked at the notebook in his hand and said, “A failure. Although he is also an immortal, his blood has little effect. He is just a failed product.”
“Anyway, it’s a failed product. Give him the No. 5 agent,” another experimenter drew out a tube of green liquid.
Zhong Lixiao opened his eyes wide and began to shake his head frantically. This medicine was injected into his body, and he knew exactly what would happen. But no matter how he struggled, the cold needle pierced his neck without hesitation, and they injected the deadly fluid into his body.
He felt the muscles on his face and body begin to fall down, his hair tarnished and turned gray, and his young skin began to shrink and dry.
“No, don’t do this, don’t do this to me,” he screamed.
“Oh, he looks so ugly when he’s crying and making trouble, this is far worse than Ye Peitian.”
“That’s right, Ye Peitian, the blood source of No.1, is a relatively tough person. No matter what we do to him, he can bear it silently.”
“Block his mouth to clean him up. He won’t dare to make trouble like this again.”
“Strangely, his blood has changed color. Take a little out and test for any special effects.”
“The black blood is really interesting. Draw more. Anyway, he is also an immortal, and he won’t die easily.”
…
In the forest, Xin Ziming appeared behind a large tree. His eyes were flooded with silver and white. Above his head, a silver-white eyes totem hung high, staring at Zhong Lixiao motionlessly.
Zhong Lixiao lost his focus, confused, trembling, and murmured something. Obviously, he had been controlled by Xin Ziming’s spiritual power, and he was caught in an illusion.
Chu Qianxun didn’t let the opportunity pass and tried to slash his neck, but the black wings blocked her.
Countless bloody black feathers were cut off by Chu Qianxun’s blades and scattered in the air. Xiaoyan didn’t flinch and lifted her wings to meet Chu Qianxun’s short blades while protecting Zhong Lixiao.
“Xiaoyan, you are a smart person. There is no way to follow Zhong Lixiao. After everything, you can only fall deeper and deeper. You should give up as soon as possible.”
Xiaoyan, who was gentle and talkative on usual days, said nothing at that moment. She bit her lip and held Chu Qianxun and Chen Jianbai’s double attack.
After the red light flashed, Zhong Lixiao woke up from the illusion. He was sweating and panting desperately, but one of Chu Qianxun’s knives had avoided Xiaoyan, and the sharp tip of the knife pressed against his heart.
At that moment, Zhong Lixiao grabbed Xiaoyan to block it.
Chu Qianxun’s blade penetrated the layers of black feathers and plunged into a soft body.
The girl in front of her was her enemy. As long as she pierced the blade deeper into her heart, she could completely end the girl’s life.
But humanity still existed. There were many times when emotions would overcome reason. After spending so many days together, this little girl’s care and attention to her was something that Chu Qianxun couldn’t ignore. She hesitated for a while, and drew back the bloody knife.
Zhong Lixiao, who was relieved, laughed weirdly and retreated backward, releasing the black water that dipped the entire land around him into black.
“Zhong Lixiao, you are already rotten from the inside out. I will take your rotten life today.”
Chu Qianxun’s heart was filled with anger. He was not worthy of being Xiaoyan and Ye Peitian’s friend.
The long blade moved slowly in the air. The surrounding air was flowing, rotating, condensing, squeezing, and became a wind blade.
He wanted the black water to catch the woman in front of him and block her mouth so that she could no longer easily say such abhorrent words.
The black water quickly crawled along the green grass like a snake.
The grass suddenly disappeared, replaced by a pale floor tile, and the black liquid crawled blankly on the white floor tile for a few steps, and suddenly flinched.
It was a laboratory he was very familiar with and deeply afraid of.
The two experimenters came over, without saying anything they pulled his arm around, and bound him to the operating table.
“No… don’t,” Zhong Lixiao said with a trembling voice. He knew in his heart that this might be an illusion, but the fear that had been carved into his bones for many years made him unable to muster the courage to resist.
No one took care of his request. An experimenter looked at the notebook in his hand and said, “A failure. Although he is also an immortal, his blood has little effect. He is just a failed product.”
“Anyway, it’s a failed product. Give him the No. 5 agent,” another experimenter drew out a tube of green liquid.
Zhong Lixiao opened his eyes wide and began to shake his head frantically. This medicine was injected into his body, and he knew exactly what would happen. But no matter how he struggled, the cold needle pierced his neck without hesitation, and they injected the deadly fluid into his body.
He felt the muscles on his face and body begin to fall down, his hair tarnished and turned gray, and his young skin began to shrink and dry.
“No, don’t do this, don’t do this to me,” he screamed.
“Oh, he looks so ugly when he’s crying and making trouble, this is far worse than Ye Peitian.”
“That’s right, Ye Peitian, the blood source of No.1, is a relatively tough person. No matter what we do to him, he can bear it silently.”
“Block his mouth to clean him up. He won’t dare to make trouble like this again.”
“Strangely, his blood has changed color. Take a little out and test for any special effects.”
“The black blood is really interesting. Draw more. Anyway, he is also an immortal, and he won’t die easily.”
…
In the forest, Xin Ziming appeared behind a large tree. His eyes were flooded with silver and white. Above his head, a silver-white eyes totem hung high, staring at Zhong Lixiao motionlessly.
Zhong Lixiao lost his focus, confused, trembling, and murmured something. Obviously, he had been controlled by Xin Ziming’s spiritual power, and he was caught in an illusion.
Chu Qianxun didn’t let the opportunity pass and tried to slash his neck, but the black wings blocked her.
Countless bloody black feathers were cut off by Chu Qianxun’s blades and scattered in the air. Xiaoyan didn’t flinch and lifted her wings to meet Chu Qianxun’s short blades while protecting Zhong Lixiao.
“Xiaoyan, you are a smart person. There is no way to follow Zhong Lixiao. After everything, you can only fall deeper and deeper. You should give up as soon as possible.”
Xiaoyan, who was gentle and talkative on usual days, said nothing at that moment. She bit her lip and held Chu Qianxun and Chen Jianbai’s double attack.
After the red light flashed, Zhong Lixiao woke up from the illusion. He was sweating and panting desperately, but one of Chu Qianxun’s knives had avoided Xiaoyan, and the sharp tip of the knife pressed against his heart.
At that moment, Zhong Lixiao grabbed Xiaoyan to block it.
Chu Qianxun’s blade penetrated the layers of black feathers and plunged into a soft body.
The girl in front of her was her enemy. As long as she pierced the blade deeper into her heart, she could completely end the girl’s life.
But humanity still existed. There were many times when emotions would overcome reason. After spending so many days together, this little girl’s care and attention to her was something that Chu Qianxun couldn’t ignore. She hesitated for a while, and drew back the bloody knife.
Zhong Lixiao, who was relieved, laughed weirdly and retreated backward, releasing the black water that dipped the entire land around him into black.
“Zhong Lixiao, you are already rotten from the inside out. I will take your rotten life today.”
Chu Qianxun’s heart was filled with anger. He was not worthy of being Xiaoyan and Ye Peitian’s friend.
The long blade moved slowly in the air. The surrounding air was flowing, rotating, condensing, squeezing, and became a wind blade.
