The Black Book

Can't escape!

I can only survive from death, fight!

At the critical moment, Yan Yunsheng suddenly realized something, ignored his overdrawn flesh and blood, and desperately urged all his energy to slash out with a brilliant knife like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.

Woo woo woo woo~

The blade tore through the air, triggering a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and collided with the enemy's long sword without any fancy, exploding a circle of spherical white mist visible to the naked eye.

The compressed Qi force exploded with a bang, and the translucent shock wave swept across the courtyard. Several constables who were close to them seemed to be hit head-on by a heavy truck, and flew directly into the air and flew several meters away.

Some people were directly hit against the courtyard wall, and it took several seconds for them to slide down, vomiting blood.

In the center of the battlefield, Yan Yunsheng's upper body clothes were torn into pieces by the dissipated force, and his chest was cut by the remaining sword energy with a hideous sword scar deep enough to see the bone.

The destructive force that had not yet dissipated penetrated into his internal organs, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards, rubbing against the ground for more than ten meters until he hit the steps and stopped.

On the other side, the middle-aged man maintained the posture of chopping with a sword, and lowered his head stiffly and slowly, staring at the red spot on his heart.

Turning his head slowly, looking at the cold and handsome boy beside the battlefield, the man squeezed out two words from his teeth in pain.

"Despicable!"

Zhu Haomiao: "…………"

You are attacking the imperial court with weapons!

How do you make yourself seem like a hero who resists power? !

Take my righteous backstab!

Frowning with an indescribable expression, Zhu Haomiao let the middle-aged man cover his chest and escape over the courtyard wall. He stretched out his hand and a thin steel needle came in an instant, accurately clamped between his fingers.

Stopping Yan Yunsheng from trying to stand up and chase him, Zhu Haomiao looked at him deeply and raised his mouth with satisfaction.

"Don't force yourself, take good care of your injuries, he can't escape."

After saying that, Zhu Haomiao took a step and chased him out slowly.

On the other side, the thin middle-aged man staggered, holding his chest. The heart-wrenching pain was like a tide that invaded his nerves. The coldness spread between his limbs, his vision became more and more blurred, and his movements became slower and weaker.

His eyes went black, and every beat of his heart not only did not bring him strength, but instead pumped out his increasingly scarce vitality.

The blood stains on his chest, which were originally the size of a pinhole, became more and more blurred, and the blood on his chest and back kept flowing out, soaking his entire upper body, dyeing him into a bloody man.

Not far behind him, Zhu Haomiao strolled leisurely, like a patient hunter, waiting for the fall of his prey.

Finally, the desire to survive could not resist the fatal wound that pierced his heart. The man's steps became heavier and heavier, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and stretched out his hand to crawl forward with difficulty.

But when he raised his head, a pair of exquisite dragon-patterned brocade shoes occupied his sight. As his sight moved up, a devil-like boy looked down at him from a high position, and in his dark and deep pupils, an indescribable evil light seemed to roll.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Zhu Haomiao squatted down, stared at the man's gradually enlarged pupils at close range, and whispered softly.

"If you don't say it, there will be no chance."

"Jailbreak... Save... Me..."

The man's lips stammered, but his sight was completely occupied by darkness, and he gradually lost the strength to speak.

On the other side, seeing the man's pupils dilate rapidly and his head slowly drooping, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips in disdain.

No spirit!

You still want to jailbreak in such a low voice? !

At least finish your words before you die!

Sighing, Zhu Haomiao stood up and pointed at the corpse at his feet to a group of constables who were chasing him in a hurry.

"Take it back."

"Yes! Sir!"

Amid the excited and fearful discussions of the onlookers, Zhu Haomiao led a group of people back and walked back. His lazy and blurred vision gradually lost focus, and his mind sank into his body.

[Greed] +159

[Greed]: LV.1→LV.2 (71/200)

[God] +1

[Agility] +1

[Greed Coins] +19

People die for money, and birds die for food.

It seems that this guy was also instructed by someone to come to jailbreak without knowing who he wanted to rob?

He moved his fingers subconsciously, and a dazzling and gorgeous gold coin appeared between Zhu Haomiao's fingers like magic, rolling and dancing lightly like an elf.

Looking at the more than 30 [Greed Coins] he had accumulated, the boy rubbed his chin in tangle.

Since all eight basic powers have been mastered, his need for [Greed Coins] is not so urgent.

Originally, he saved more than a dozen coins, hoping to start the transformation directly after the internal power is completed to the fourth level.

But now he has earned 19 more coins, and it would be a bit of a waste to just leave them there...

More importantly, the accumulation of [Body] attribute is too huge, more than double that of other attributes!

Without some special means to accelerate the realization, it will accumulate more and more, resulting in never being digested!

After a little sensing, Zhu Haomiao found that with his current lower energy level, only two gold coins are needed to realize a little attribute, and the cost-effectiveness is still relatively high!

Nodding thoughtfully, the young man's mind moved, and the [Greed] authority released the mysterious power of the law, distorting the concept of time, reversing the cause and effect, and instantly turning potential into reality.

Gurgle gurgle~

But after consuming 8 [Greed Gold Coins] and converting 4 points of [Body] attributes, Zhu Haomiao had to stop, holding his growling belly and sighing helplessly.

After eating and drinking a lot for more than ten days, I finally accumulated some nutrition, but it was all consumed at once...

However, fortunately, this world has food of heavenly materials and earthly treasures!

Thinking of this, Zhu Haomiao's mind moved, and he called silently in his heart.

"Wilson..."

"Yes, my lord."

"How is the blood food channel going?"

"The channel framework has been initially established."

"I'm hungry, send a batch of food to [Pingyang Earl's Mansion] as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir."

Satisfied with cutting off the faith link, Zhu Haomiao returned to the Anti-Theft Division, cared about the situation of the injured, and confirmed that none of them were in danger of life, and then found Yan Yunsheng.

In the lobby, Yan Yunsheng sat upright on a chair, his upper body wrapped in white gauze, and a hint of blood could be vaguely seen on his chest. He calmly directed the aftermath.

"My lord!"

Seeing that he was struggling to get up and salute, Zhu Haomiao quickly pushed him back.

"No need to be polite, is the injury serious?"

Hearing this, Yan Yunsheng, whose eyebrows were twitching with pain, grinned.

"Not serious, they are all hard injuries, and they will be healed in ten days or half a month!"

Immediately, he revealed a trace of uncontrollable excitement and reported in a low voice.

"Sir, I have broken through! I have been promoted to the seventh rank!"

The dream he had longed for suddenly came true, and even with Yan Yunsheng's calmness, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his eyes were red.