2022-05-03

Chapter 21 21. Demonic cultivator?

Look at the three fleeing in a hurry.

An Le was a little speechless and complained in his heart.

“What are you running for?”

“Three grown men, are you afraid that I can’t be a young man?”

He didn’t intend to kill, just wanted to Just teach them a lesson.

Who would have thought that these three villagers looked quite arrogant, but they were not very courageous, so they ran away.

It feels like a punch to cotton.

Sorry for regret, An Le turned to ask.

“Aunt Jiao, they didn’t do anything to you, right?”

“Not yet.”

Chen Jiao’s beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance and softness. Said softly.

“Thanks to you, An Le, Sister Jiao doesn’t even know how to thank you.”

“I’ve already come, why don’t you come and sit at Sister Jiao’s house for a while, I’m fine. I’ll entertain you.”

An Le hearing this corner of mouth twitching.

He had no doubt that if he really agreed to go to Chen Jiao’s house, he would be eaten and wiped clean by this pretty widow.

As for people, it is better to have self-knowledge.

When the will is not firm.

In the face of temptation, don’t try to challenge whether you can hold the bottom line, but stay away as soon as possible.

“No, I’m just passing by.”

An Le declined with a smile.

Although there are some regrets, Chen Jiao did not force it, but changed the subject.

“Oh yes, have you heard?”

“Chen Zhuangshi…seems to be missing.”

She lowered her volume, her tone slightly mysterious .

An Le couldn’t help being taken aback for a moment, and quickly asked: “When did it happen?”

“Why haven’t I heard of it?”

“Just Today.”

Chen Jiao glanced at the direction in which the villagers fled.

“A few of them were entrusted by the village chief to ask me if I had seen Chen Zhuangshi.”

“It’s just that their eyes are not honest, and they still want to move their feet. ”

An Le looked odd.

Could it be that he disturbed Chen Jiao?

“What are you thinking!”

The pretty widow rolled her eyes charmingly, said ill-humoredly: “You are not such a casual person.”

“But your words…that’s another story.”

An Le did not dare to answer the question, thinking about Chen Zhuangshi’s disappearance and the old hunter’s unusual behavior.

“When Uncle Lin went out before, did he attack Chen Zhuangshi?”

But, it doesn’t make sense!

How could Lin Shanbai have a motive for killing someone?

Can’t it be to vent anger for An Le?

Aside from Lin Shanbai’s character, he doesn’t seem like someone who would do such a thing. I really want to vent my anger. Why didn’t I do it a few days ago?

This explanation is too far-fetched to make sense.

Having full of doubts, An Le continued to chat with Chen Jiao.

But no more valuable information.

An Le returned home and wanted to ask the old hunter face to face, but only saw the closed door.

Only the strong medicinal smell of grass diffused from the house.

Weird and bitter.

******

second day early in the morning.

The morning sun is bright and it is a good weather.

Inside the house.

An Le, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

Slightly troubled face.

After deducing the brain last time, An Le clearly felt the improvement in spirit and mind, and could vaguely control the wandering of spiritual power independently.

He was thinking about things last night and couldn’t sleep.

Simply try to replace regular sleep with meditation.

But the effect…not ideal.

An Le got up from the bed and yawned after stretching.

“So sleepy…”

The red clothed woman was leaning against the bed as always, her dark eyes were always staring at him, her aura was dark and gloomy, exuding an ominous aura.

It looks scary at first.

But An Le is used to it, and it feels like… that’s it?

“There’s nothing to be afraid of!”

An Le muttered to himself, on a whim.

“Just give this ghost a name.”

“Just call it… just call it…”

He thought for a while: ” Little Xiaohong.”

“That’s a good name.”

Each minding their own business An Le, who gave the red-clothed evil a cute name, didn’t dare to look at her at all. Eye.

If you meet her eyes, you will probably get cold!

After two simple exercises, An Le said mutter incantations.

“Bless the Divine Immortal, let me live a few more days in the game.”

[Start the game! ]

[Select the deduction part: lower limbs]

With the experience of deducing the brain last time, An Le will not choose this part for the time being.

This option is highly rewarding, but higher risk!

Accidentally, you will die violently.

He’s young and has so much potential that there’s no need to take risks.

Stability is king.

[There is no deduction bias at this time. ]

[On the first day, you who successfully refined the spiritual power group, began to use the spiritual power to stimulate the muscles, skin, and skeleton of the lower limbs, supplemented by the way of practicing Jianghu Blade Technique to temper the fleshy body. ]

[Your lower limbs are getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of strengthening is several times that of normal exercise. ]

[But from this day on, Lin Shanbai will no longer hunt with you. ]

[On the 4th day, the muscles of your legs will continue to become tighter, the skeleton will gradually become denser, and it will become more and more suitable for the movement of running. ]

[You feel that your footsteps are brisk when you are running, and the air resistance is reduced. ]

[entry “Swift Jungle Step” → “Swift Step”]

[On the 5th day, when you were hunting, alone caught up with a wild deer and had a feast. ]

[On the ninth day, the skin cells of the lower limbs, which were previously mutated by poison insect toxins, underwent miraculous changes again under the transformation of spiritual power. ]

[You feel an unbearable itching on your skin, as if something is about to come out…]

[Please select the deduction direction: “Thick Skin” → “Flexible Epidermis” /” Acupuncture on the epidermis”]

An Le couldn’t help but be taken aback.

He imagined the image of the spikes on his legs, which was a little unacceptable.

Choose the former now.

[On the 17th day, your legs are getting stronger and stronger in tempering, full of spiritual power, but this also attracts malicious gazes. ]

[You wake up in the middle of the night, and a demonic cultivator slashes with a knife…]

[You are dead. ]

An Le woke up suddenly.

The chill and pain before dying hit.

The pain made him sweat so hard, he gasped for breath, and his heart stopped for a beat.

“Again!?”

After calming down, An Le had no choice but to hook the head, and his mentality was much better than before.

Habits are powerful.

Faced with this wave of unresolved, wave after wave of crises, he is somewhat numb.

No way, life always goes on.

An Le sighed, with emotion.

“The temple is small and the demon wind is big, and the pool is shallow and the king is eight!”

Not only monster beasts and evil spirits, but even the demon cultivator has come out.

Chen Family Village, a small village, can hide these sleeping Dragon Phoenix chicks?

Struggling to recall what happened when he was killed, An Le vaguely remembered that it was a masked black clothed person whose figure was indistinguishable in the night.

And his first cut was aimed at An Le’s thigh, as if he wanted to cut it off.

“He… wants my leg?”

An Le’s heart shuddered.

He had heard Lin Shanbai say it.

The so-called demon cultivator is a cultivator that follows the demonic path. The cultivation technique is cruel and bloody.

It is said that there is a means of refining people into pills.

Probably because of this, I took a fancy to the lower limbs tempered by An Le with spiritual power.

“It’s so cruel!”

An Le’s leg still had the pain of being cut off.

That feeling is even more frightening than being directly killed by a blade.

But who is this demon cultivator…?

wu wu , Little Xiaohong , my Little Xiaohong

(end of this chapter)

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