Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 492 Bandaging the Wound
Yan Chen was in the mood to chat with Lingchu, but he also knew that Lingchu's words were intended to adjust the atmosphere.

He didn't want Lingchu to feel embarrassed or embarrassed, adjusted his emotions, and asked following her words: "What's going on?"

Lingchu twitched the corner of his lips, but his voice was a bit cold, "Dream."

Yan Chen paused, "Dream?"

"Well, pulling you into a dream seems like an illusion, but it can peek into your heart and know what is the obsession or inner demon that you care about most in your heart and that you can't forget."

Lingchu explained in a low tone: "This method can make people immersed in their own demons, unable to wake up, and the body looks like it is dead in sleep, people can't find out, thinking it's just Accident."

Yan Chen gave her bandage a hand, "You mean, someone wants to harm me?"

Lingchu nodded, his eyes became colder and colder, "I was in the car just now, but I didn't succeed. I thought they would hold back for at least one night, but I didn't expect that they would dare to show up tonight."

Yan Chen raised his head, "They?"

"...No, I don't know the details." Lingchu explained: "I just have an intuition that this matter doesn't seem like it could be done by one person, and..."

Hearing this, Lingchu immediately glared at him, "There is only one life, even in this era, no one has two lives, so everyone's life is very important, okay? And, now is not the time to joke, Yan Shen, someone is going to kill you!"

Lingchu really couldn't think of anyone here who could do this.

Yan Chen shook his head, "I don't know."

After tying a not-so-pretty bow on Lingchu's hand, he raised his head, "No."

Yan Chen couldn't help asking: "And what?"

It is even more difficult to cultivate.

When Yan Chen heard this, he didn't answer in a hurry, but did the finishing work of bandaging.

Lingchu frowned, "Then do you have any enemies?"

This is undoubtedly even more difficult, like climbing to the sky.

"I never thought that my life would be worth such a lot of effort." Yan Chen noticed that Lingchu's mood was very low, he twitched the corners of his lips, and said half-jokingly.

Yan Chen straightened his expression, lowered his head and blew on Lingchu's wound.

"Besides, falling into a dream is a very difficult thing, let alone killing people in a dream." Lingchu thought: "You need to prepare a lot of things, your blood or hair, and your exact date of birth. It's not that simple. People with this kind of technique must also have strong spiritual power, but in this world, there should not be many people who are practicing spiritual energy."

Even the records of fortune-telling in the past are hard to find now.

She paused, and then said: "Senior Yan Chen, do you have any ideas? Listening to what I've said, can you guess the range of people who want to harm you?"

But to use this kind of technique requires a lot of powerful spiritual power.

She stopped suddenly.

After all, this is the interstellar era, and there is little aura in the first place.

In addition, after advanced civilization became the theme, things like cultivation had long been completely abandoned.

His movements were gentle, and the wind blew on Lingchu's hands, making them numb.

Lingchu: "? No?"

Could it be that the person who wanted to kill Yan Chen just now was imagined by them?

Yan Chen explained: "Not really. I have had no friends since I was a child, and I don't like contact with outsiders. Naturally, I don't have any enemies. To be honest..."

Seeing him stop suddenly, Lingchu couldn't help asking: "If you really want to talk about it, then what?"


(End of this chapter)