Blue Silver Grass Strategy

Three days had passed since he had been in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation. In fact, by the second night, Flanders had already completely mastered the soul power that had broken through in his body.

This is mainly due to Flanders' long-term practice of martial arts, and his mind is relatively experienced in controlling the transformation of various forces. If you understand one principle, you will understand all principles. Although there is a big difference between force and soul power, there are also some similarities, and this is enough.

After completing the consolidation of his cultivation, Flanders did not dare to go out. He was afraid that once he went out, he would see Yu Xiaogang's smiling face. That smile was obviously a warm and gentle smile, but it gave Flanders a creepy feeling and made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart.

It's like a one-month-old rabbit facing an adult Tyrannosaurus Rex. Even if the Tyrannosaurus Rex is smiling at the rabbit, in the eyes of the rabbit, that face still looks extremely hideous!

Coupled with the high-level suppression from his blood, Rabbit/Flanders sometimes felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

Although Yu Xiaogang had made him fearful, he was not this terrifying. However, after he devoured the Duke of Stormwind, Aerys Targaryen, and his spirit was upgraded to the "Six-Headed Blood Dragon King", Yu Xiaogang spent more than three months integrating and absorbing all the power he had previously possessed. The invisible aura that made him and Shi Nian panic and terrified suddenly emerged, which was even more terrifying than the "Death God Domain"! !

Flanders didn't know why this happened, but when he woke up in the middle of the night, he wondered why Ling Yi came to their door that time, but no law enforcement team from Lingyun City came to find them later?

If they are found by the law enforcement team of Lingyun City, they may be taken to Lingyun City for trial. Although they may be imprisoned, it is better than living in fear and anxiety every day!

So, deep in Flanders' heart, he began to feel resentment, resentful of Ling Yi's inaction, and resentful of the fact that the slogan of "Lingyun City" was so loud but he turned a blind eye to Yu Xiaogang's evil deeds.

Staying in the guest room, Flanders' thoughts were in a mess. He thought about a lot of things, and time passed unknowingly until the dawn of the third day.

When the day came brightly, the dazzling sunlight seeped into the room through the gaps in the doors and windows, and Flanders finally woke up from his dream.

The next second, Flanders' expression changed, and he was secretly surprised, why has Yu Xiaogang not made any move until now? !

Based on his understanding of Yu Xiaogang, if he had just finished consolidating his cultivation last night, Yu Xiaogang didn't come to find him because he didn't notice him. But now that he had finished regulating his breathing and a night had passed, Yu Xiaogang still didn't come to find him? !

'Out? ' Flanders guessed secretly.

You know, the reason why they came to "White Dragon City" was because the next target chosen by Yu Xiaogang was nearby. He was in seclusion practicing before, and with no one to drive him around, Yu Xiaogang might go out to find out the news himself.

When he thought of this, a hint of heat flashed in Flanders' eyes. It seemed that he had a chance to escape from Yu Xiaogang!

Immediately, Flanders could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart. He stood up and opened the door quietly. He walked out of the guest room as if nothing had happened, and came to the hall. He looked around and found that the whole house was quiet, almost as quiet as death.

Then, he came to the guest room where Yu Xiaogang was staying. Flanders hesitated for more than a quarter of an hour before he raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

"Dong Dong~"

The knock on the door was not loud, but it was very obvious in the silence.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Looking at the door that never responded, Flanders' eyes behind his glasses revealed a hint of ecstasy: "Not here? Really not here?!"

At this moment, Flanders' joy was almost beyond words, and he wanted to roar to the sky to vent his joy.

Fortunately, his remaining rationality allowed him to suppress the impulse in his heart.

Just as Flanders was about to push open the door of the guest room and take a look inside to make sure that Yu Xiaogang was really not there, suddenly, a loud noise came from the direction of the yard outside.

"boom--!!"

Hearing this voice, Flanders' face showed fear and despair: "You're back?!"

The next second, a strange voice that made Flanders both happy and angry came again: "Zhang Wei! Come out and die!!"

It was obvious that the person who came was not Yu Xiaogang, which made Flanders' heart, which had just been hanging in the air, calm down a little.

But the next second, Flanders frowned deeply. He knew that Zhang Wei was the original owner of this house, and now his whole family was still staying neatly in his storage soul guide.

So, the person who came has a grudge against that Three-Ring Soul Master Zhang Wei?

Flanders didn’t care whether there was a grudge or not. What he was concerned about now was whether the other party’s noise would attract Yu Xiaogang back from outside to gather information.

Thinking of this, Flanders immediately decided that he could not let the person outside continue to make noise!

He turned around and walked quickly towards the yard outside. Before he took a few steps, he saw a short-haired man with a dark red ribbon tied on his head walk into the hall.

"Who are you? Where is that beast Zhang Wei--?!" The short-haired man frowned and asked when he saw Flanders.

Flanders did not answer the other party, but asked coldly: "Who are you?"

By sensing the breath, Flanders discovered that the soul power fluctuations in the other party's body were only at the level of a second-ring great soul master. However, he had a strong body, long breathing, and steady steps. It was obvious that he had excellent martial arts skills.

However, no matter how impressive their martial arts skills were, they could not make up for the huge gap in strength between the two.

Although Flanders was like a quail waiting to be slaughtered in front of Yu Xiaogang, it was not because he was weak, but because Yu Xiaogang was too strong. His strength was that of a genuine Seven-Ring Soul Saint! !

The short-haired man in front of him looked to be no more than thirty years old. No matter how talented he was in martial arts, he could only be at the level of a martial arts master who could transform his energy and refine his internal organs. In fact, looking at the Douluo Continent, 99% of the martial arts masters who could transform their energy and refine their internal organs were in Lingyun City. Among the martial artists who practiced martial arts in the outside world, 90% were only martial artists who had achieved success in body building. The remaining 10% were geniuses, and most of them were martial artists who could achieve Ming Jin. Those who could comprehend An Jin were almost one in a million!

The martial arts dark energy combined with the martial soul power of a second-ring great soul master may be fearless, and even surpass the three-ring soul master Zhang Wei before he turned into the "Blood Essence Fruit", but it is far inferior to him, Flanders, a seven-ring soul saint! Not to mention that he, Flanders, is also a dark energy warrior, and a senior one!

The fact was just as Flanders expected. When the short-haired man summoned his martial soul, a "square-headed black iron hammer", and raised the hammer to attack him, he was merely possessed by the martial soul, and then used the third and fifth soul skills, combined with certain dark energy techniques, to easily capture the man.

After removing the short-haired man's limb joints, Flanders was in trouble. He didn't know what to do with this man.

Most importantly, he began to worry that if he chose to run away, would he be bumped into by Yu Xiaogang who just happened to come back? Or would he run away for a distance and then be caught up?

Conflict was Flanders' psychological state at the moment. He was so hesitant that he didn't even bother to care about the short-haired man lying on the ground.

The short-haired man who had failed in his mission now looked distraught. He lay there in a daze, ignoring the pain in his hands and feet, staring straight at the beams on the ceiling of the hall.

Time passed by minute by minute in the silence between the two.

The difference is that the short-haired man on the ground was absent-minded and could not feel the passage of time, while Flanders was like an ant on hot pot, looking outside the door from time to time and raising his feet several times, but finally taking them back.

When the sun in the sky reached the center, its hot light illuminated the earth. Yu Xiaogang's door opened quietly, and two figures, one moving and one still, appeared in Yu Xiaogang's sight in the hall.

"Who is he?"

Yu Xiaogang's deep and magnetic voice rang out, shocking Flanders so much that his soul flew away. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Yu Xiaogang: "Master... Master?!"

After seeing Yu Xiaogang's face clearly, Flanders' lips trembled, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face: "You... your training... is over——"

"I'm asking you, who is he?" Yu Xiaogang didn't care about Flanders' expression and tone changes, but just asked again lightly.

"No... I don't know -" Flanders stuttered and quickly replied: "This man seems to be Zhang Wei's enemy. He suddenly broke in. I just caught him and didn't have time to interrogate him..."

On the other side, the short-haired man lying on the ground listened to the conversation between Yu Xiaogang and Flanders. His originally desperate mood recovered a little, and the muscles in his back became strong, pushing him to sit up. Then he turned his head with difficulty to look at Yu Xiaogang who had just walked out of the room, and asked with difficulty: "Aren't you Zhang Wei's people?"

Yu Xiaogang walked forward and looked down at the short-haired man on the ground, examining his clothes and even his tendons and muscles.

"There are no [Lingyun City] and [Qingmu Chamber of Commerce] logos on his clothes. Although he has the method of practicing body building, he has not received any systematic guidance. He is just following his own path."

"However, being able to cultivate to the level of dark energy in such an unconventional way obviously means he is a genius."

In an instant, the information about the short-haired man flashed quickly in Yu Xiaogang's mind, and he carried out a certain degree of in-depth deduction.

"No~" Yu Xiaogang answered casually, and then asked: "Do you have a grudge against Zhang Wei?"

"Hmm~"

The short-haired man, who was at the mercy of others and was also a bachelor, said with hatred in his eyes: "My sister sold herself to Zhang Wei as a concubine, but the couple tortured my sister to death! They also threw her naked body back to my house, which directly angered my parents to death!"

Although what the short-haired man said was tragic, Yu Xiaogang was unmoved. He had witnessed many human tragedies over the years, many of which he had committed with his own hands.

He asked again with a calm expression: "Selling yourself?"

The short-haired man paused after hearing this and fell silent. After a while, he looked regretful and gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I failed to become a soul master in the junior soul master academy. Later, I practiced martial arts successfully and successfully broke through to the tenth level of soul power. In order to help me raise the money for soul hunting, my sister sold herself to the beast Zhang Wei!"

"So~" Yu Xiaogang tilted his head slightly, looked at the short-haired man on the ground, and asked a soul-searching question: "Did you agree to your sister selling her body back then?"

"I..." The short-haired man opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Yu Xiaogang squatted down, almost at the same height as the short-haired man, looked at the man's evasive eyes, and said slowly: "Zhang Wei is dead. I killed him."

Before the short-haired man could show his joy, Yu Xiaogang said, "If you want to help your sister get revenge, don't forget one more person~"

"Who?" the short-haired man asked subconsciously.

"Well--!"

With a cry of pain, the short-haired man lowered his eyes and saw a hand, as white as jade, with five fingers inserted into his heart.

The next second, before the short-haired man could react, the hand reached into his chest, and then pulled out, revealing a bright red heart in the hand.

Chapter 567 Fantasy World Concept

Darkness, depression, suffocation, and all these bad sensations make people feel fear and madness from the depths of their souls.

suddenly!

A faint white light appeared, and along with it, there appeared an irresistible feeling of falling.

"what--!!!"

A heart-wrenching cry came out, followed by the long-lost air.

Can you breathe now?

"Hoho ...

Breathing in big gulps, greedily and urgently.

"woke up?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears, causing his heart to tighten and he subconsciously slowed down his breathing.

Following the sound, he saw a middle-aged man with a strange appearance, a concave face, a protruding chin, and square black-framed glasses. He was leaning against the wall and looking at him expressionlessly.

"you……?!"

As soon as he said this, the short-haired man suddenly came to his senses, lowered his head and glanced at his chest. There were still some bloodstains, and the torn clothes showed that everything before was not an illusion.

"I... I'm not dead?" The short-haired man raised his hand and placed it on his chest, feeling the strong and powerful beating through his chest muscles and skin, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Don't worry~" Flanders glanced at the short-haired man's hand on his heart, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Your heart has been put back in."

After a pause, his tone gradually became unfriendly: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, you can get out now--!"

"Uh..." The short-haired man was stunned by Flanders' words and was unable to react for a while.

After a few breaths, he asked cautiously, "Can I...really leave?"

"If you want to stay, I welcome you~" Flanders said meaningfully to the short-haired man.

In response, the short-haired man smiled awkwardly, said nothing, and just got up from the ground with slightly stiff movements, then walked out of the hall.

When he reached the door, the short-haired man stopped, turned his head and looked at Flender, hesitated for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "My name is Tang Hao, martial spirit "Square Head Black Iron Hammer", twenty-seventh level second ring great spirit master, dark force warrior."

"I don't know who you are, but if you kill Zhang Wei, you will be my benefactor."

"I won't tell anyone about this. I swear, if I tell anyone, let me die by having my heart dug out!"

"I will settle down in Tangchuan Town, fifteen miles north of White Dragon City. If you need anything, you can always come to Tangchuan Town to find me!"

Flanders didn't really care about the promise made by the short-haired man Tang Hao. What caught his attention was the other person's name: "Tang Hao?"

Noticing the curiosity on Flanders' face, Tang Hao was not surprised at all. He had seen this kind of situation many times, and he immediately explained skillfully: "It's Haoran's Hao, not Haotian's Hao."

As he spoke, Tang Hao's expression became a little embarrassed: "It does sound like Tang Hao, the young master of the Haotian Sect, but he is a dragon in the sky, and I am just a grass snake on the ground, there is no comparison..."

"Okay~"

After listening to Tang Hao's explanation, Flanders' expression returned to indifference and he waved his hand casually: "You can go now."

Tang Hao didn't care about Flanders' arrogance and contempt. The difference in strength allowed him to adjust his mentality well. He bowed to Flanders and turned around and left.

His enemy was dead, and he had a life saved. He didn't want to commit suicide now. The Tang family still needed him to expand.

On the other side, watching Tang Hao leave so leisurely and alone, a trace of envy and yearning flashed in Flanders' eyes.

If he had a choice, he would also like to be like this fake version of "Tang Hao" and easily escape from the devil's clutches alive!

Of course, what Flanders was more curious about at this time was why the demon Yu Xiaogang, whose hands were stained with countless blood, suddenly let this person go this time?

Did he feel guilty? Or does this Tang Hao have some extraordinary background?

While Flanders was still daydreaming, in a guest room next door, Yu Xiaogang was sitting at the table, holding a pen and quickly writing something on a notebook.

After a while, Yu Xiaogang put down his writing, glanced at the notebook full of writing, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his handsome face.

"Is this Ling Yi's perspective?"

Yu Xiaogang imitated the appearance of Ling Yi in his memory, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. His face, which had been greatly improved due to the evolution of his martial soul, now really had some of Ling Yi's confident demeanor, as if he had everything under control.

Although it was just a minor operation to remove the heart and then reinstall it, it meant that Yu Xiaogang was not just a pure "martial artist" but also had certain surgical abilities.

The two and a half years in the previous illusion allowed Yu Xiaogang to acquire a lot of knowledge, and surgery was just one of them.

Among Ling Yi's abilities, many research-related topics require this kind of surgical skills as a basis.

Closing the notebook, Yu Xiaogang raised his right hand slightly, a faint blood-red glow appeared on the tips of his five fingers, and five red starlights were reflected in his deep pupils: "Although I don't have your plant vitality, my life blood energy is not inferior to yours in terms of its ability to repair the human body, and is even better than yours!"

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