My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Eagle Sorrow Cliff, twenty miles to the southwest, in a dense forest covered by tall trees of fifteen or six storeys.

Coughing and cooing sounds from far to near.

Hundreds of black sheep with tall and strong antlers came slowly.

Shang Huan rode a black sheep backwards, worried: "This business can't be done."

The six Wushan brothers and sisters who were also sitting on the back of the black sheep all turned their heads, making Shang Huan's whole body tense.

Shang Huan tried his best not to look at other people, but to Lu Lu bitterly: "Brother, the rumors are not quite right recently."

"Someone is checking us? Kill them." Ai Ji said carelessly.

Shang Huan shook his head with a wry smile: "It's because no one tried it that I felt it was wrong."

"Since the beginning of this business, many people have been inquiring openly and secretly."

"But these people suddenly disappeared recently, which is not normal."

"It is very likely that someone with stronger strength intervened, and this is trying to catch us all!"

Lu Ku was thoughtful: "The Inspectorate?"

"Impossible, we are on duty at the inspection house, and I haven't heard of any major actions." Ai Ji scratched his head.

"Then stop for a while." Lu Ku decided immediately.

Shang Huan breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother is wise."

"Maybe I'm worrying too much. But we don't have Mr. Gongsun to support us, so we will be in trouble if something happens." Shang Huan smiled wryly.

Several people could not help nodding.

Just as several people were thinking about each other.

Shi Xian suddenly said, "Someone! It's Li Dechao who is in charge of the Inspectorate!"

The faces of several people changed suddenly.

"Behind him... Zhao Shaoyuan?!" Shi Xian, who had always been cold, changed his face drastically.

Lu Ku's pupils shrank suddenly: "Run!"

...

On the mountainside of Yingshouya, there is a secret room 20 meters underground.

Accompanied by a rush of incantations, a dark red phantom the size of three basketballs emerged behind Chen Mu.

"Probably covers both arms and chest."

He turned around and stared at Xu Ying carefully.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Chen Mu always felt that the phantom was like a head.

As he continued to practice, the input of mana and energy was like pieces of a small puzzle, filling and completing a huge statue.

Giant Spirit God?

Chen Mu was thoughtful.

"You'll know the specific result when you brush it up." Chen Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it, and looked up at the gray wall.

Giant spirit god: 3916/10000/third order;

"It doesn't matter whether you are advanced or not. The most important thing is that the swimming ring on your stomach is gone!" Chen Mu lifted his shirt and looked at his sharp abdominal muscles with satisfaction.

"If you can go back to your previous life and show off this magic weight loss skill casually, you will be able to gain wealth and freedom with ease."

"At that time, you won't be able to meet every day... Cough, right?"

Chen Mu was imagining with a hopeless face.

But soon his good mood was gone.

The frequently vibrating concentric cable brought him back to his senses quickly.

Shang Huan?

"This is a ghost after walking too much at night." Chen Mu sighed.

save?

I am just a small alchemist, how can I save him? That can inspect the court!

"I stopped you." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Being greedy for white jade, wandering in the gray area, you will have today, and you have to blame yourself." Chen Mu looked indifferent.

"Run, run as hard as you can, if you can't run away, then you all have to die."

He thought silently, and slowly activated the concentric spell.

...

A quarter of an hour later, somewhere in a col.

Ai Ji was covered in tattered clothes, and there were several cuts on his face that kept bleeding.

"Damn it, damn it! If it wasn't for the absence of the giant spirit..."

He gritted his teeth, his legs suddenly exerted strength, and the soil under his feet suddenly exploded into a big hole.

The whole person is like a stone bullet thrown by a trebuchet, drawing an arc and suddenly rushing into the dense forest and deep mountains in the distance.

But he just took off mid-air.

A ray of black light came first, passing through his chest with a whoosh!

Ai Ji froze, like a punctured balloon, venting all his strength in one go.

Like being knocked into the air by a black sheep with antlers rushing at high speed, the whole person rolled and fell to the ground completely involuntarily.

After hitting the ground, it remained undiminished, carrying mud and vegetation debris, bounced and fell several times, before being stopped by a big tree as thick as five people hugging each other.

puff!

A mouthful of blood was spat out, and Ai Ji's face turned pale.

In the chest, a fist-sized cavity suddenly appeared, and blood spurted out.

But the next moment, dense black lines suddenly grew rapidly in the front and back wounds.

The lines were like nematodes, not only wriggling and entangled, but in the blink of an eye, one-third of the big fist wound was healed!

At this time, a light blue streamer suddenly descended from the sky.

puff!

The black streamer flew by, and Ai Ji's abdomen was once again torn open.

The black lines proliferated crazily, and the speed suddenly slowed down.

"Dongling Barbarian's Insect Gu Curse?" Zhao Shaoyuan stared at Ai Ji's wound strangely.

The vegetation in the dense forest trembled behind him, and Li Dechao jumped out, kicking Ai Ji ten meters away.

Accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking, Ai Ji spat out a big mouthful of blood again.

Zhao Shaoyuan calmly rolled his eyes at Li Dechao's left hand.

The opponent's palm was originally wide and full, but now it was skinny and shriveled like dry wood!

"Could you tell me what secret technique your female companion is practicing?" Zhao Shaoyuan came to Ai Ji's side and asked in a leisurely manner.

Recently, Yingchouya died a few people strangely, and the death was strange, as if they were drained. It was very similar to Li Dechao's injury.

Unexpectedly, catching a smuggler would be a surprise.

Ai Ji was lying on the ground, half of his face facing up was covered in blood.

With one eye slanted upward, he stared at Zhao Shaoyuan jokingly, and grinned his mouth to reveal his blood-stained teeth: "Ha!"

"Heh...he's still tough." Zhao Shaoyuan chuckled lightly, "I think these people are the hidden stakes of the Dongling barbarians. What do you think?"

Li Dechao suddenly grinned: "Ha! Then they must be hidden piles!"

He didn't expect Ai Ji and the others to hide three spiritual lights, only one of them was distracted, and the left hand was sucked away by one of them with a secret method.

"It's good to break the limbs, take them back and interrogate them." Zhao Shaoyuan said lightly.

Immediately, she was dressed in a light blue streamer, stepped on the branches and leaves of the tree crown lightly, and jumped into the distance!

"Don't worry, the Metropolitan Academy, I will definitely ask his eighteen generations of ancestors!" Li Dechao laughed.

Then he walked up to Ai Ji, clicked a few times, and roughly broke his limbs.

"Let's play slowly." Li Dechao leaned over and bowed his head, his face full of malice: "Not only you, but also that bitch who ruined my left hand."

"Your relatives, friends, and everyone you know well, I will grab them one by one, and treat them well in front of you!"

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Ai Ji's neck, ready to leave with Ai Ji.

But at the next moment, a dark red phantom with three heads suddenly appeared behind Ai Ji.

Li Dechao's pupils shrank suddenly.

not good!

He just made a vertical leap with his feet.

Ai Ji, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog just now, suddenly turned over.

With a crazy smile on his face, he stabbed Li Dechao's eye socket with the blood-red right forearm bone that had just been trampled off and pierced the skin.

Li Dechao quickly stood up and looked up.

puff!

There was nothing wrong with the eyes, but half of the neck was poked to death!

Li Dechao kicked Ai Ji away instinctively.

But I saw Ai Ji's figure rolling in mid-air, as if stuck in a quagmire, the speed became slower and slower, until it stopped slowly, and finally just lying in mid-air just out of thin air!

A cloud of black smoke appeared beside Ai Ji, and a figure wearing a black robe and a white mask slowly emerged.

"Is the third-order giant spirit god easy to use?" Chen Mu chuckled under the mask.

"Haha...it's so fucking easy to use!" Ai Ji stuck his neck, staring viciously at Li Dechao, whose head was about to fall off.

"People's hearts are sinister." Chen Mu sighed.

He didn't intend to show up, but these people still want to get involved? !

What kind of Dongling barbarian's hidden pile did he pull out?

Is it for profit maximization?

Oh...greed!

puff!

In a flash of black light, the Moonblade appeared behind Li Dechao, and the remaining half of his neck had been severed.

The black smoke was like a dense swarm of army ants, scrambling to be the first to pounce on Li Dechao, swallowing him up in the blink of an eye.