God Killer

() When he opened his eyes again, Zheng Xian knew that he had passed this level.

Some strange lines are circling around Zheng Xian, flying back and forth in front of Zheng Xian's eyes, these lines are like tadpoles, they gather, separate and rejoin each other, turning left and right, going around happily.

Zheng Xian remembered that these tadpoles were the words he saw on those wolf-toothed bones. Although it was just a glance, it was so impressive to Zheng Xian that it could almost be seared into his brain.

These tadpole words contain a strange rhythm, constantly reacting with Zheng Xian's sea of ​​energy, reacting with Zheng Xian's body.

But Zheng Xian couldn't figure out what this kind of reaction was, and he didn't know how to control these tadpoles as if they were over writing.

Ahem, Zheng Xian coughed violently several times, shaking away the tadpole words that were circling around him. This cough caused tearing pain from several wounds on his body. After Zheng Xian closed his eyes and rested his mind, he became weak again. Open up.

It was still the medical room on the second floor. Zheng Xian's thighs and abdomen were already wrapped in thick bandages. As Zheng Xian came to his senses, a female nurse also walked in. She still had a cold face and glanced at her. Zheng Xian turned his head to leave after receiving the data on various instruments connected to his body, and then the doctor with a colder face came in, made some records on the case, and said simply and directly: "The wound has been sutured, and the battle armor has offset it. Most of the kinetic energy did not hurt the organs and bones, the main problem is excessive blood loss, the blood transfusion has been completed, eat more and sleep more, and you can take part in the battle after half a month of recuperation." After finishing speaking, he closed the case, turned his head and left.

Zheng Xian has no doubts about the professional skills of these doctors. The doctors here dare not say that they are the best in the whole world, but they should be at the upper-middle level in the whole world. Although they treat machines with a cold attitude Calling Zheng Xian is not very comfortable, but if you get used to it, you don't feel anything. Instead, you feel that the relationship between yourself and them is clear, the relationship is simple and straightforward, and there is no need for any special burden.

Zheng Xian hurriedly said, "Doctor."

The doctor frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Zheng Xian, and Zheng Xian said weakly: "Doctor is in pain, can you give me an injection of vital pain relief?"

The doctor immediately shook his head and said coldly: "You don't need it!" He didn't bother to say another word, turned and left.

Zheng Xian, whose plan failed, was extremely hungry at this time, not the hunger in his stomach, but the hunger in the sea of ​​qi, this kind of hunger made Zheng Xian feel his body trembling slightly.

Zheng Xian knew that he was bleeding too much, and his full vitality had been exhausted. If he didn't eat anymore, his physical body would start to fail, lose weight, and all organs would start to lose their functions. Thinking of this, Zheng Xian felt even more anxious. Hungry, as if his body was telling him that he was right.

Zheng Xian glanced at the white-walled ward, and there was nothing that could give him vitality. Moreover, even if plants and animals were placed in front of Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian didn't know what method to use to get the vitality out of it. own.

Zheng Xian got up from the bed, ripped off many of the instrument patches on his body, and immediately felt severe pain in his stomach and thighs. It was obvious that he had lost his vitality and the ability to recover had been completely lost.

Zheng Xian took out his clothes from the cupboard as before, put them on with difficulty, and walked out of the medical room.

The corridor was still empty, and the silent breathing sound was amplified ten times. Every step that landed on the ground was as loud as thunder.

Zheng Xian slowly walked out of the Sixth Division of Business under the surprised and complicated eyes of his elder brother Hunter God Warrior. It was enough to kill a C-level locust by himself. Sometimes C-level cultivators are stupid, and now Zheng Xian Killed 32 D-level locusts like cutting leeks, and they were still armed locusts. It is a well-recognized saying that the accuracy of shooting is quite high because the eyesight and arm stability of immortal cultivators are far superior to those of ordinary people. Compared with cultivators, Zheng Xian's performance was a bit too terrifying, which made some hunters have to reconnect Zheng Xian at this time with the comet-like Zheng Xian who had just entered the sixth division of business .It seemed that a new myth was about to be redrawn, but these godhunters immediately thought of the bet Zheng Xian made with the swordfish, and shook their heads immediately. In their opinion, Zheng Xian is still dead, even if this star again No matter how bright the new stars that burst out with light, they will not survive the end of the year after all!Speaking of such a bet, Swordfish will never let him go!

What Zheng Xian needs is the power of vitality. Either find someone to suck his blood, or find something similar to the vitality analgesic injection. Zheng Xian has no storage for the vitality analgesic injection. Even if it is closed, Zheng Xian will never be able to get in.

Zheng Xian walked weakly and continuously on the street, the pain from several wounds on his body became more and more intense, probably because the effect of the anesthetic was getting weaker and weaker.

Pedestrians passed by his side one by one, and each pedestrian exuded a strong fragrance, which made the sea of ​​air in Zheng Xian's head spasm continuously.

It was like staying in the deep mountains for 100 years, and suddenly came out and saw a woman who looked like a fairy. Everyone walked by Zheng Xian, and Zheng Xian had a strong urge to press him to the ground.Zheng Xian suddenly understood what those vampires were, they were those guys who inexplicably owned the Heaven and Earth Bridge but didn't know how to control the Heaven and Earth Bridge to draw vitality, so they regarded blood as an indispensable resource for survival. It is extremely tragic, if there is no way to improve, it will stay in the state of bloodthirsty forever, and as time goes by, the mind will become unclear.

Zheng Xian walked around with difficulty and passed the fast beef noodle restaurant unknowingly. Unfortunately, the hunger at this time was different from the past, and no matter how delicious the beef noodles were, Zheng Xian had no interest.

Walking downstairs of his own house, Zheng Xian shook his head and smiled wryly. Going upstairs at this time would only make him die at home and become a lonely mummy. Maybe Zheng Xian still has a longing for home, otherwise at this time, Zheng Xian had no reason to go back home no matter what, he should have gone far away, hiding in a dark corner and choosing someone to eat.

Zheng Xian gritted his teeth, his face became gloomy, and he turned around. His current target is a living person, who has sucked all his blood, so that he should be able to replenish a certain amount of vitality and get rid of the current situation. In such a weak state, as for whose blood he was sucking, Zheng Xian couldn't care so much at this time. To be able to enter the Sixth Division of Business, the first condition was a strong desire to survive and a strong will to survive. People will never go to a dead end by themselves, but when they are forced to a dead end, they will always choose to live by any means!

Zheng Xian is such a person, he was in such a world two years ago.

At this time, Zheng Xian had already fallen into darkness, even the sudden midday sun could not pierce the gloomy aura emanating from his body like splashed ink, let alone pull his face out of the gloomy darkness.

Just as Zheng Xian took a few steps, a slightly blunt voice suddenly came from behind: "Mr. Zheng, wait a minute, wait for me!"

Zheng Xian's eyes flickered slightly. Zheng Xian's slightly broken Chinese was deeply remembered. It was the voice of Zhang Ke'er, his former one-to-one English teacher. This voice was full of an upward sunshine flavor.This taste has an indescribable allure to Zheng Xian!Back then Zheng Xian was drooling when he stood beside Zhang Ke'er, but now it's like a river breaking its embankment!

"Thank God, Mr. Zheng, I have come to see you twice, and you are not at home, can you tell me why you can't take my class? Is there something wrong with my teaching? It takes a little bit of your time, we Can we discuss it?"

Zhang Ke'er has a rather large canvas bag slung across her shoulders, a pure white long-sleeved sweatshirt, blue and white jeans underneath, trouser legs rolled up, and a pair of white Nike sneakers, look in this autumn It looked clean and clear, just like the girl next door, trotting all the way over like that, with a sincere and sunny smile on his face, it seemed that he had not been hit too much by Zheng Xian's inexplicable suspension of class, and he was still full of confidence. At that time, she just wanted to understand where she was wrong, and see if she could recover, and if she couldn't, she would find a way to avoid it in the future.Such a girl has an aura of hard work all over her body, and failure may be just a special scenery in her life in her eyes.Zheng Xian felt that Zhang Keer's parents must be the greatest people in the world, otherwise, how could they carve out such a work of art?But the reason why a work of art is beautiful is because it is very fragile and easy to disappear!

At this time, Zheng Xian remembered that when he was in contact with the English dialogue, he had casually mentioned his residence, but he did not expect this girl to write it down, and she actually found it. Of course, there is also an address in his file. Zhang Ke'er really didn't have any trouble finding him.

Zheng Xian straightened his back slightly, turned his head, with a slightly cold smile on his face, and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal..." Zheng Xian's eyes were slightly blurred, and he glanced at a family not far away. The coffee shop showed a sunny smile. This time, the slight coldness on Zheng Xian's face had disappeared: "I caused you to run twice, I'll buy you a cup of coffee and talk slowly!"

Zhang Keer took a breath, she really wanted to talk to Zheng Xian, so she didn't mind finding a place to sit down, for a Little Red Riding Hood, the big bad wolf existed in a very distant world, so she smiled and said : "Okay, but I don't like coffee, I like lemonade." Zhang Ke'er looked up at the sun above her head, feeling a little strange in her heart, why did she feel a little cold all of a sudden?It seems that I still wear a little less today.

Meow!

Zhang Ke'er's canvas bag suddenly let out a shrill cat cry, and then the entire canvas bag began to shake and struggle, and a black head emerged from the side pocket, with a pair of big ears on the head. Slightly pointed, a pair of dark blue cat pupils, even under the sun, have completely expanded into a circle, staring at Zheng Xian and making a shrill cry.