Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"Wow!"

Zhenyan couldn't help but let out a scream.

No matter who saw a cloud of shadow jumping towards his face, he couldn't help screaming.

However, it is different from the excellent on-the-spot performance when he encountered the weirdness last time. I don’t know if it’s because the pressure of survival is not strong enough this time. Zhenyan didn’t cut the monster in half neatly. For a moment, he retreated several steps.

Before Zhenyan could stand still, he saw that figure rushing towards him again.

This time Zhenyan turned around in embarrassment and avoided it.

Then he finally got a clear look at the creature that attacked him.

It was a beast in the shape of a rabbit, but with fancy feathers on its body, it looked like a pheasant, except that the face was flat and hairless, which looked quite creepy.

"grumble!"

The monster suddenly screamed, and the sound was like scratching a blackboard with its nails.

Zhenyan was dizzy when he heard it. For some reason, the fear of the spaceship in his heart reflexively wanted to escape, but a pair of hands pressed his shoulders.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here, it can't hurt you!"

Nangong Qin said in Zhenyan's ear.

It's a pity that Zhenyan's head is like a mess now. He heard Nangongqin's words but didn't understand what the other party was saying.

The monster charged towards Zhenyan again.

Because of fear, Zhenyan stood motionless on the spot, only widened his eyes, watching the sharp black claws grabbing towards his face——

Pain... hey, doesn't it hurt?

The expected pain did not come.

On the contrary, Zhenyan saw that the claws seemed to be grasping the invisible cover, rubbing off a string of sparks. This cover could resist the opponent's attack, but could not eliminate the opponent's strength. Zhenyan was knocked back a step, falling down Into Nangong Qin's arms.

"I'm sorry..." Zhenyan reflexively wanted to stand up straight.

"Look! It can't hurt you." Nangongqin smiled lightly with his arms around Zhenyan.

He held Zhenyan's trembling fingers with one hand, helped him hold the kitchen knife in his hand, pressed Zhenyan's shoulder with the other hand, and sent his spiritual power over there, guiding Zhenyan's spiritual power to work.

With the circulation of spiritual power, the blade of Paoding Jie Niu Knife became brighter and brighter.

Only then did Nangong Qin push Zhenyan: "This fear beast is the weakest here! As long as you keep your spiritual power running and not be affected by the crowing, it's actually similar to killing a chicken."

chicken?

The current situation is indeed much better than the first time he killed the chicken, at least someone is caring about him.

Zhenyan smiled wryly.

He finally listened to Nangong Qin's words, but it was because he recalled a nasty past.

Zhenyan killed a chicken for the first time when she was six years old.

At that time, he had already learned how to cook (do odd jobs) from his great-grandfather.

However, Zhenyan's "home" in his previous life was not poor, not only not poor, but also a time-honored brand with stores in Beijing!

But Zhenyan's father looked down on the greasy cook, pursued poetry and distant places, and resolutely ran away from home at the age of 27!

Before leaving, he threw the son born to his ex-wife, Xiao Zhenyan, at the door of his restaurant, with the card "The heir you want!" hanging around his neck, which made the old man fall backwards in anger.

Zhenyan's grandfather had nothing to do with his son, so he blamed his grandson.

He left Zhenyan in the back kitchen and treated him like an ordinary worker. Even an apprentice handyman dared to bully Zhenyan, and jokingly asked the six-year-old little Zhenyan to kill a chicken.

Xiao Zhenyan dared not be disobedient.

He just lost his mother, and he was lost by his father when he turned around. If his grandfather doesn't want him anymore, he really doesn't know where he can go.

In the end, Xiao Zhenyan killed the unlucky chicken, and was sent to the hospital for seven stitches.

There was a centipede-like wound on his arm.

Zhenyan felt that his willingness to stay with Nangongqin and play house together after time travel had something to do with his bad childhood.

But Nangongqin's affection was not for him...

At this point, Zhenyan stopped thinking.

It's pointless to think about these crap things, it's better to kill the "chicken"!

Zhenyan's sight regained clarity.

After calming down, Zhenyan even wondered why she was so scared just now!

Rabbits with chicken feathers are far less scary than "weird"!

Zhenyan looked at the monster suspiciously, and the other party was rushing towards him for the third time.

Nangongqin was right, this monster was indeed not strong.

As long as there is no fear mentality, Zhenyan will be someone who has fought Heishui for three nights in a dream, and has level seven sword skills, so he won't be able to kill even a "chicken".

This time Zhenyan didn't dodge, but clenched the kitchen knife and slashed in the direction of the monster——

The scarlet liquid splashed out!

"I did it!" Zhenyan looked at Nangongqin.

Zhenyan was really happy, it was the first time he used the knife technique with his own consciousness while awake!

It's the kitchen knife in his hand that makes him feel like a martial arts master.

Nangong Qin returned a gentle smile, and reminded: "Yan'er, stay vigilant until it is confirmed that the other party is dead!"

That knife cut very deep just now!

Judging by Zhenyan's hand chopping vegetables all the year round, he would absolutely disembowel the other party.

But Nangong Qin's reminder would not be without reason.

Zhenyan clenched the menu in his hand, and nervously looked at the little monster lying on the ground, only to see bloody red threads being pulled out from the other's wound, filling and mending the bloody mass of himself, as if he was mending Like your own doll.

"This weird quality is 'immortality'," Nangong Qin explained: "Any monster imprisoned here, even if it is chopped into meat paste and turned into fly ash, it cannot be killed."

Nangong Qin's tone is so sure, no doubt he has already experimented.

"So that's it, it's really suitable for practice!" Zhenyan said.

He had already walked towards the monster that was about to be revived, skillfully held down the opponent's body with the technique of killing a chicken, and aimed a clean knife at the neck.

Hehe, I won't give you a chance to read the article!

Nangong Qin also nodded in satisfaction.

He had noticed that Zhenyan seemed to know a little bit of sword skills, but had no combat experience, so he gave him "special training".

As expected of a child of my family, he was so calm in his first battle.

"Good job," Nangong Qin saw that the progress was going well, and prepared to gradually reduce the protection of Zhenyan: "Yan'er, I will cancel the power of the defensive barrier next, and the other party may hurt you. But don't worry, no matter how serious it is I can heal your wounds..."

"Ancestor, wait a minute!" Zhenyan stopped Nangong Qin from saying.

Holding the little monster that was struggling to be revived, he smiled and said, "It's meaningless to just cut it casually, let me dismember it and see which piece is fatter!"

"...This is the weird part, it may not be edible."

"I don't want to eat it either, but... I want to understand the internal structure. When I come across the real thing in the future, I know how to bleed more cleanly." Zhenyan tried hard to explain, but his face was full of "want to try it" .

Paoding Jieniu.

If you don't "solve", how can you be called Pao Ding?

Feeling Zhenyan's obsession, the little monster in his hand trembled. I am afraid that it will completely resent its own immortality in the near future.

For the first time, Nangongqin realized that his "offspring" was much more vicious than him.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]:

32 bottles of Fox Butterfly; 20 bottles of Silence; 1 bottle of Yue Shu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～