Water Recovery System

In the depths of the endless forest, countless monsters flee.

"Mao Dao, you can catch it without putting your hands on it!" With grief and anger in the eyes of a sturdy middle-aged monk, the Burning Hammer in his hand slammed in Shen Jiayan's direction, "Not a few days ago, you killed my senior brother, even theirs. Don’t let go of the spirits. Today I want you to take your life to comfort their spirits in the sky!"

And Shen Jiayan was dressed in a vermilion shirt, and his white hair reflected the red eyes. Everyone knows that he is the devil who has been punishable by everyone, but his appearance still makes people unable to remove his eyes.

Shen Jiayan has a sly figure and easily avoided the aura's attack. His eyes didn't agree with him: "They want to kill me, but they can't beat me. What's so strange about being killed by me?" Reasonable words, but speaking from his mouth, there is a meaning that should be reasonable.

"Brother Lu, don't talk nonsense with him, let's go together and kill this magic way directly." The beautiful woman's eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred, and while the monks were besieging Shen Jiayan, she pulled out the spiritual power lock. The wrist moved slightly, and the lock walked like a silver snake. A silver light flashed, and Shen Jiayan was already firmly bound.

This spiritual power lock has always been the most shameless magic weapon of the right way. However, to deal with this magic way, everyone feels that it should be.

The spiritual force lock, as soon as it touched Shen Jiayan, it began to tighten. The more Shen Jiayan struggled, the tighter the lock closed.

In the end, Shen Jiayan simply stopped struggling, turned his head slightly, looked innocently at the beautiful woman and asked, "Sister, are you really going to kill me?"

A cruel smile was raised at the corner of the beautiful woman’s mouth, and she held her knife and walked towards Shen Jiayan step by step. Because of her excitement, her face was slightly distorted: "Of course, I will not only kill you, but also kill you. Thousands of knives, cut into mashed meat!"

Shen Jiayan glanced at the crowds next to him, blinking, and his long eyelashes fluttered: "You want to kill me like that sister?"

A monk who was as strong as an ox hit the ground with a fist and shook the mountain suddenly. He raised his head and roared at the forest and said, "Don't talk nonsense with this kid, watch Laozi hit him with a punch. Muddy!"

After speaking, he grinned and walked towards Shen Jiayan.

The monk had just walked in front of Shen Jiayan, and he still had time to speak. I saw that Shen Jiayan didn't know what spell he had used, and with only a light effort, the spiritual power lock began to break, turning into countless mottled light spots, even if they disappeared.

The panic in the monk's eyes had not yet disappeared, and Shen Jiayan had stretched out his hand to strangle his neck. Turning his head, blood-red eyes were filled with evil spirits and asked the beautiful woman: "Thousands of knives, cut into flesh?"

The beautiful woman's pupils dilated rapidly due to extreme fear. She really didn't expect that Fang Huo would be able to break free at this point. Dang Even subconsciously took two steps back.

Shen Jiayan strangled the monk's neck with one hand, and with the other hand used a magic trick at will, and the countless black lines transformed by spiritual power firmly bound the monk.

The monk suddenly struggled like a prey falling into a spider's web, but he was still in vain.

Shen Jiayan's thoughts moved slightly, and the black thread was deeply embedded in the monk's muscles. The monk's veins violently, his eyes protruding, and he stretched out his hand in the direction of those people: "Save, save me..."

Seeing this situation, those people would not advance and retreat, wishing to run away immediately, naturally they would not want to save him.

Shen Jiayan still has a smile on his face, as if a child is generally ignorant of world affairs, but the movements on his hands are cruel. He moved his fingertips, and the black thread tightened sharply. The monk only had time to finally scream in pain, and he was strangled into a pool of blood clots. It was really slashed and chopped into mashed flesh, no difference.

Shen Jiayan turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman: "You said earlier."

The beautiful woman held her head in her hands and screamed sternly, her eyes filled with fear.

The sturdy middle-aged monk pulled the beautiful woman, turned around and fled, and found a good-sounding reason for himself: "Brothers and sisters, gentlemen, revenge, it is not too late for ten years. Let's leave for now, wait until we find the rest of the nobles, and come again. It's not too late to avenge them."

And Shen Jiayan just stood still, as if he hadn't seen these people running away.

When these people finally fled to the edge of this endless forest, the middle-aged monk looked around and saw that Shen Jiayan had not chased him, and then he relaxed and said: "This side is really hard to deal with. We have to gather more righteous alliances. No. To punish this demon way, I promise not to give up!"

When he said this, he seemed to have completely forgotten. Previously, they only wanted to swallow the reward order, so they chased them alone. These words can be said with awe-inspiring justice.

A magic trick used to warn slowly exploded over the endless forest.

It's just that before those people are proud, they feel that their hands and feet are completely unable to move. Looking down, his body was actually entangled with those black threads. They looked at each other, and they were desperate when they saw each other.

Shen Jiayan killed those people, but let the beautiful woman live to the end.

The beautiful woman opened her eyes abruptly, looking at the person in front of her who turned into blood mist and blood clots, and howled in grief: "Fang Huo, you dare to kill them! You can't die!"

"Whether I am going to die, you can't see it; but I know, you will die now." Shen Jiayan finished speaking lightly, then turned and left.

Before leaving, Shen Jiayan moved his hand slightly, and the beautiful woman was unwilling to turn into a fan.

People are dead and clean, but the news is also released.

Within two steps, Shen Jiayan wrinkled his eyebrows in the direction of the endless forest. A black line in his palm quietly sank into the lush bushes beside him: "Come out!"

Ling Xu walked out slowly, with black hair in the blue shirt, like a cold moon, Lingling not close to mortal dust. Only after catching a glimpse of the dazzling white hair behind Shen Jiayan, his eyes became deeper, and Shen Shen seemed to have unspeakable pain.

Shen Jiayan put the black thread into Ling Xu's wrist, Xuan even chuckles out: "Is there really no one to send the right way? You don't even have spiritual power, how can you kill me?"

Hearing this, Ling Xu's eyes became even deeper. After a while, he said, "I didn't come to kill you. Fang Huo, don't you even remember me?"

Shen Jiayan's black thread looped threateningly around Ling Xu's body. Once Ling Xu answered that he was not satisfied, he immediately acted in a posture: "Why, should I remember you?"

Those slender Danfeng eyes were all indescribably confusing as the waves flowed.

Ling Xu took a few steps in Shen Jiayan's direction, and Shen Jiayan stepped back subconsciously. Ling Xu raised his wrist to Shen Jiayan, and Shen Jiayan's black thread was still wrapped around it: "My life is still in your hands." So, don't be afraid of me.

Shen Jiayan pursed her lips and remained silent, but Ling Xu below did not escape as she approached him.

Ling Xu reached out and took up Shen Jiayan's white hair, and lightly pulled it up with his green jade hairpin: "I am your husband. Do you think you should remember me?"

Shen Jiayan's eyes widened slightly, letting Ling Xu move on his head without any response. This was the first time he encountered such a bewildered scene after waking up: "But I am the magic way, and you are the right way."

Ling Xu smoothed the fine hair on Shen Jiayan's forehead behind his ears, and stared at him intently: "You were the magic way that I entered, and now I am no longer the right way."

Shen Jiayan lowered his head and thought for a long time. Finally, with a slight movement of his fingers, the black line followed Ling Xu's wrist and penetrated into his body: "You can stay first, I will not kill you; but if you lie to me, I Will……"

"No!" Before Shen Jiayan finished a sentence, Ling Xu interrupted with a smile.

Shen Jiayan squinted at Ling Xu again: "If you meet the right path to chase and kill, you will definitely drag me down. If you have to be forced, I will definitely leave you. If you are not capable, it is better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to follow. I ended up with a dead body."

Ling Xu stroked Shen Jiayan's soft hair and said confidently: "No."

"Why not?" When Shen Jiayan heard Ling Xu say this, he felt a little irritated for no reason. "Don't forget, you don't have any spiritual power in your body now. Not to mention that many of the people who chase me are in the Yuan Ying stage. . It’s the base-building period, I'm afraid you can't beat it too, right?"

A surprise flashed in Ling Xu's eyes. After a while, a smile flashed in it, like the beginning of the spring snow: "Fang Huo, are you worried about me?"

As soon as Ling Xu's voice fell, the black line suddenly walked up his arm, making him groan.

Only when Shen Jiayan looked over at him triumphantly, Ling Xu put away the slightly painful expression on his face, and gave him a breezy smile.

Shen Jiayan was about to say something, and many casual cultivators who were attracted by the tactics also found it here.

No wonder this group of people came so slowly, there were a group of more than 20 monks, among which there were about ten Yuan Ying stage. I thought it was Hu Peng Yin companion who had gathered all these people before daring to come over, right?

Ling Xu saw Shen Jiayan's frowning eyebrows and the look in the dense forest not far away, and after a little thought, he understood the reason. Ling Xu nudged Shen Jiayan: "You go first, I'll break it later."

"Whatever to go, I'll just kill them all." Just these people, Shen Jiayan still doesn't take it seriously. He licked the corners of his lips, and his eyes became blood red and bloodthirsty.

"Don't you want to know how I dealt with them?" Ling Xu coaxed after Shen Jiayan's words, "You can hide first, can't you tell if I have the ability to protect myself?"

Seeing the monks getting closer and closer, Shen Jiayan glanced at Ling Xu one last time, then jumped onto the nearest giant tree and escaped from his body.