Chapter 33 Do you want the dead disciple? !
The fire that soared into the sky lasted for two breaths, then quickly withered away, and in the end there was only a little embers of fire left.

Yang An was panting violently, the lighting method cast by himself could not burn himself in a short time.

So it seemed that he was also in the center of the flame, but in fact he was not burned at all.

On the contrary, it was because all his wounds were ignited, and under the rapid loss of blood, he has reached the weakest level now.

There was no strength in my whole body, as if I had been drained dry.

The black smudges left by the scorched blood made him look messy, like a corpse wrapped in black mud.

Although the flame just now instantly destroyed the slime boy who was squeezing on him, the current situation is still not very optimistic.

At least half of the sticky worm boys around him were still intact, still staring at him, and might continue to pounce on him at any time.

Yang An used all his strength to get up from the ground, but found it difficult to move his fingers.

Call ~
He let out a long breath, and finally gave up his plan to struggle.

bring it on!Come on all!

Fuck me up front!

The remaining sticky insect boy observed for a while, and after making sure that Yang An had no room to resist, he rushed forward and charged at him again.

As the wind hit his face, Yang An simply closed his eyes, anyway, what else could he do, he could only continue to lie down.

But right now.

clap clap!

There was a loud clap in the darkness.

The sticky insect boys who had rushed towards Yang An once again disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"No fun!"

The crane head took a vicious look at the real mother, and it knew that the old man Minghe deliberately asked the real mother to stop.

Yang An was preparing to meet the arrival of death, thinking that my life was over, but nothing happened afterwards.

When he opened his eyes again, the old man Minghe had appeared in front of him at some point, squinting at him with a benevolent face.

Yang An couldn't say a word. He was on the verge of death now, so he could only watch the old man Minghe helplessly.

What else does this old guy want to do?
"Tsk tsk, this won't work, it's too fragile!"

Crane's head came out from the side, making sarcastic remarks with disdain.

"Good job, but not enough."

The old man Minghe smiled slightly, and then stretched out his dry and old hand, and slowly touched his chest under Yang An's gaze.

The black nails like animal claws gently opened a wound on Yang An's chest.

Although Yang An couldn't move, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

hum!
The next moment, Yang An was once again surrounded and swallowed by flames rising into the sky!
The endless red fireworks seemed to want to completely drain every drop of blood from his body, leaving no room for it.

Yang An's eyes widened, he didn't expect this old guy to do such a thing before he died.

That devilish smile seemed to penetrate the flames and was directly imprinted on Yang An's heart.

Fuck—you—Mom!

Yang An was trembling all over, mustered the last bit of strength to look viciously at the old man Minghe through the firelight, and let out a silent cry.

The crane head began to let out a sharp and strange smile, as if it was very happy to see this scene.

The flame was like a flash of light, and it only lasted for two breaths before it was quickly annihilated, but Yang An's consciousness was completely confused, and he was only one step away from death.

He is now like a dry corpse that has been completely drained, and it seems that he will shatter into pieces at any moment.

But at this moment, old man Minghe's very surprised laughter came from beside his ears.

"Even the old man has never seen a mortal who can persevere in the lighting method for such a long time and still maintain his rationality. This child is by no means ordinary!"

"It seems that I can finally receive a satisfactory disciple! Haha!"

The threshold for the lighting method is very low, as long as an individual can master it, it does not mean that everyone is qualified to use it.

Those with weak minds may be completely insane after only one use.

Even a person with a firm mind will quickly fall into madness after consuming too much blood, and will eventually be backlashed by the lighting method.

This is why the old man Minghe deliberately spread the lamp lighting method.

Only under the influence of the lamp lighting method, if you maintain your sanity and persist for a long enough time, can you be qualified to become his disciple and get his inheritance.

And Yang An was not only not affected in any way from the beginning to the end, but even when all the blood in his body had been consumed, he could still maintain his sanity without being affected.

He is the only person Ming He has seen in so many years who can do this!

He is also definitely the most suitable person to practice the lineage of Minghemen!
"..."

Yang Yu lay quietly on the ground, although he had heard the old man Minghe's words, he was not happy at all.

Because he is dying!

If he still has the strength to speak at this moment, he will definitely use all his strength to question the old guy in front of him:
If you don't save it, the body will be cold. Do you want the dead disciple? !

I don't know if it was the old man Minghe who sensed the urgency in Yang An's heart, he laughed, and then looked at the real mother who was beside him.

"Mother Die, I will lend you two egg yolks!"

Without waiting for the real mother's approval, she heard a soft hum of pain suddenly coming out of her mouth.

The next moment, two bloody eggs appeared on Old Man Minghe's hands.

The eggs were crushed by him, and the golden egg liquid fell straight into Yang An's mouth.

At this time, Yang An only felt a warmth coming from his mouth, as if someone had been poured into the hot sticky bone soup, accompanied by a strange fragrance that he had never smelled before.

This warm feeling entered from his mouth, and quickly flowed into his limbs, as if his whole body was filled in an instant.

It was like a person who had been frozen in the ice and snow for three days and three nights suddenly came to a warm air-conditioned room.

I don't know how long has passed.

ho-

Accompanied by the heaving of his chest and the clear beating of his heart, Yang An suddenly took a breath, straightened his waist and sat up from the ground.

He breathed heavily the seemingly stale air in the darkness, and his brain was completely awake at this moment, and the sense of despair that could suffocate at any time finally left him, and he could no longer feel it.

Seeing that there are gaps and holes all over his body except his clothes, but all the wounds on his body have disappeared and recovered, as if nothing happened.

Yang An only felt that his current state was unprecedentedly wonderful, his whole body was full of inexhaustible strength, and he was full of energy.

"Congratulations to Senior Minghe for accepting an outstanding apprentice!"

From the side came the compliment of the mother-in-law.

Only then did Yang An raise his head belatedly, and looked at the figure standing in front of him, and the face that had always maintained a benevolent brow.

The crane head on the side looked at him as if saying pity.

"I think this kid looks stupid, why don't you let me eat him?"

"..."

Hearing this sentence, Yang An felt that if he didn't do anything else, the crane head would really eat him.

He immediately got up from the ground quickly, then knelt down on the ground, and bowed to the figure in front of him.

"Disciple pays respects to Master!"

Seeing Yang An's quick movements, the old man Minghe immediately burst out laughing in relief.

For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with joy.

(End of this chapter)

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