The System Exploded And I Became The System

Because the things that Ning endlessly pulls out will also bring the poem that is almost in progress to a complete end.

Everyone left Wanhua Tower chatting with each other and stepped onto their carriages.

As for Ning Buxiu who was in a coma, he did not attract the slightest attention from Yu Wenmingxuan.

With a wave of his hand, he half-heartedly asked the Ning family to follow him and take him back.

Regarding this matter, although Ning Buxiu was the victim, it still made him a little disappointed.

Seeing that everyone in Wanhua Tower had left, Yu Wenmingxuan looked at Tu Jia beside him in deep thought: "General Tu, is it that the thing from Wufang City is about to be born, so this one in your hand What makes the knife so abnormal?"

The young man's voice was filled with questions and speculation.

Tu Jia paused for a moment: "It's possible. Generally speaking, demon soldiers will fall into abnormalities when they encounter something more terrifying than their level."

"Then if we really wait until that thing is born, can you still control this demon soldier...general?" Yu Wenmingxuan frowned slightly and said uneasily.

"Young Master, there is no need to worry. Let it drink more human blood and it will be stable."

"When I become more integrated with it, to the same level as that old snake, I can directly eat people to nourish its roots."

Tu Jia's voice did not contain much emotion.

Regarding cannibalism, it seems to be a common thing, and he is even still firmly moving in that direction!

Yu Wenmingxuan listened, but his expression did not change.

Maybe, but that is yearning and envy!

"Shashasha~"

The raindrops falling in the cold wind were like fingertips rubbing the scalp, subtle and clear.

"Ho ho! Eat, eat, eat!"

Weird and crazy sounds echoed in my mind, and the sounds that were getting closer and closer were like someone standing beside me and slowly leaning over, slowly approaching!

The hair on his face blew slightly.

"Hoo! Hoo ho ~" Ning Buxiu suddenly opened his eyes, like a drowning person suddenly swimming out of the water.

The crazy whispers in his ears disappeared instantly, and the surroundings were very quiet. The only sound was Ning Buxiu's heavy breathing, which was very annoying.

"Meow~" By the window, in the weak candlelight, Ning Buxiu could see a black cat turning around and jumping away.

His heart was beating wildly, and Ning Buxiu took a few heavy breaths before calming down.

The next moment, he felt bursts of pain in his right hand again, causing a thin layer of sweat to form on his forehead.

Raise your hand.

The hand had been bandaged and was bulging with an unknown amount of medicine, and a wooden board had been placed on the dislocated wrist.

After looking at the surrounding layout, Ning Buxi felt much more at ease.

This is the Ning family, he is in his bedroom.

If the guess was correct, those nightmarish whispers just now were some kind of curse brought to him by the demon soldiers after devouring his blood.

After all, it is the setting of the demon soldiers in the book, and Ning Buxiu understands it.

After he was sucked by the demon soldiers like that, he must have experienced this.

The black cat just now glanced at the figure walking in the dark night on the surveillance screen, and Ning Buxiu understood that this was not a ghost.

However, the black cats in this world also symbolize ominousness to a certain extent.

After being drained of so much blood by the demon knife, his physical condition was extremely weak, so it was not surprising that he would attract the black cat.

Even the attraction to some wandering ghosts will be enhanced!

If he cannot recover his body, he will definitely be in a sick state that attracts ghosts from now on.

He really risked his life for that server.

Fortunately, he had an understanding of Tu Jia's character.

After all, the other party did not let him be sucked dry by the demon knife in front of everyone.

Although the sequelae are not minor, as long as his mobile phone industry helps him make money and his martial arts improves, the sequelae will naturally not be a problem.

We really need to make more money and improve our strength as soon as possible.

If the time period is good, it will only be about two months at most before the thing in Wufang City is actually born.

After the skulls in the north were exposed, all exits outside Wufang City were cut off by evil spirits, and the entire city has fallen into a state where only one can enter but cannot leave!

Later, it will become even more chaotic due to the influx of sneaky people.

Thinking of the situation in two months, Ning Buxiu's current idea is to win over the money of more than 400,000 people in Wufang City to his Ning family within two months!

…

The rain at night was still raining, and I don't know how much terror it derived from it.

Five directions city, prison.

Zhou Wuji leaned against the greasy wall, with a pile of hay sitting under him.

At this moment, he no longer had the composure he had before.

There were whip marks all over his body from being detained and imprisoned, and there were blood stains on his clothes!

There was food next to him, but he didn't move at all, with a cold and arrogant look on his face.

Zhou Wuji's gaze was more focused on the void light group in front of him.

In this ball of light, he could see a martial art inherited from the Zhou family that he had recently practiced - Iron Suo Fist.

Iron Chain Fist (Introduction) +

Looking at this line of writing in the light ball, Zhou Wuji had a slight thought.

"Boom!" For a moment, he felt as if his chest and abdomen were being evacuated by a large needle, and the concentrated power began to transform his fists!

In subtle fluctuations, visible to the naked eye, Zhou Wuji's fist changed from white to slightly dark.

The fists of both hands, the bones, skin, flesh, and meridians in them have all undergone strengthening!

Look at the light group again.

Iron Chain Fist (Level 1)

Impressively promoted to one level!

However, there is no button at the back to continue improving.

And at the next moment, Zhou Wuji felt a crazy hunger, sweeping over like a flood!

After touching his stomach, he discovered that a piece of his chest and abdomen had collapsed, and what he felt in his hand was a piece of ribs.

As the eldest son of the Zhou family, Zhou Wuji's original body cannot be said to be fat, but it can be considered well-proportioned and strong.

Now, within ten breaths of time, he has become as thin as a beggar on the street!

It seems that improving the iron chain fist consumes the fat and flesh in his body.

Looking at the rice bowl next to him with green eyes, Zhou Wuji couldn't bear to swallow it.

After finishing the meal in three or two mouthfuls, the man was still very hungry, but at least he was able to stabilize his mood.

It turns out that this thing can actually make him master martial arts quickly!

It seems that he can even accumulate energy, improve the iron chain fist to perfection, and escape from prison directly!

"Qiong Juanshu of the Qiong family, Wang Shang of the Wang family, Wufangcheng County Government, Yu Wenmingxuan, and the people who whipped me when I was imprisoned, you...just wait in peace."

He made a fist with his hand, and amidst the sound of his joints exploding, Zhou Wuji's eyes were filled with cold bloodlust.

…

Joan's family.

Qiong Juanshu's poetry meeting tonight can be said to be very satisfying.

He stepped out of the carriage with a smile on his face, and when he fanned the folding fan in his hand, his expression suddenly froze.

Because in front of his field of vision, in the dark night rain, stood a beggar in ragged clothes and disheveled hair.

"Isn't this the beggar on the road? Why are you here?"

Qiong Juanshu muttered and casually instructed the servant next to him: "Give me a dozen copper coins and send this beggar away."

The man was in a good mood and said this.

The servants nearby looked around with confused expressions: "Sir, where are the beggars?"

"Pah!" The folding fan hit the servant next to him on the head hard: "Are you blind? Isn't this just..."

When the words came to this, Qiong Juanshu's raised tone suddenly felt like a cock being grabbed by the throat, and he suddenly choked.

In front of his field of vision, where the beggar should have been standing, there was actually no figure!