Strange Tales [Fierce Beast]

Sun Kang's fitness has been poor since he was a child, so the old man in the family changed his name to this one. In addition to his poor health and being an only child, he has developed a domineering personality and is a well-known playboy in Q City.

He doesn't care about other people's evaluation, he only wants to live happily, he doesn't care about other people's life and death, and thinks that he is very capable for no reason. It's not that he doesn't care about the company's affairs, but he is lazy. So I am very impatient with my parents nagging.

That's why this trip to other provinces came about.

And there is one thing that makes him very proud, and he has never told others.In fact, he is reborn, or he has the memory of his previous life.

In his previous life, he was a hero who was admired by thousands of people, but the hateful thing was that he was killed by his wife and good brother in the end, just for the treasure in his hands that was said to be able to become a fairy.

He had already swallowed that elixir, even if it killed him, those two bitches still failed.And because he was neither poisoned to death nor became a god after taking the elixir, it was no different from taking a pill, so he forgot about it.

But he didn't expect to be killed by the person closest to him... Hmph!Every time he thought of this, Sun Kangjian couldn't stop the resentment in his heart.But... Now it seems that the elixir is not completely useless. The best proof is that he has the memory of his previous life since he was 12 years old.

Sun Kangjian withdrew his thoughts and walked towards his seat, but was stopped on the way.

Sun Kangjian frowned and looked at the person who blocked him. Although he didn't speak, his expression was full of impatience.

Zhou Ling is now very sensitive to other people's emotions, and can also analyze the other person's character from these emotions. He feels that the young man in front of him is surrounded by a kind of suppressed irritability, so he said something that can make the young man feel happy. Seeing that you have an extraordinary bearing, I wonder if I can make friends with you?"

Zhao Kangjian was naturally happy when someone praised him, and seeing that the person who blocked him was also full of dignity, he agreed with a haughty expression.

"My name is Zhou Ling. I don't know what your name is?" Zhou Ling spoke first, which made Sun Kangjian feel happy. In his opinion, the one who speaks first is the weak one.

"Sun Kangjian." In order to show his superior status, Sun Kangjian said very little.

Zhou Ling didn't care about Sun Kangjian's attitude, "My family lives in W City. I don't know if you know anyone there. If not, I very much welcome you to visit my house." As he spoke, he handed a cup of coffee to Sun Kangjian .

Sun Kangjian took the coffee, and his fingertips touched Zhou Ling's fingers, and he seemed to be stabbed hard by a needle for a moment. Fortunately, the coffee was iced and he wasn't hurt.

Sun Kangjian didn't bother to trouble Zhou Ling. He raised his hand and observed his fingertips. He expected that his fingers would bleed, but in fact, he turned over and over without any injuries on his fingers. Not even a red mark.

His reaction made Zhou Ling sink his face and confirm his guess.

Of course, the feeling of being pricked by needles was not Sun Kangjian's illusion, Zhou Ling did do some tricks.He concentrated a trace of energy on the hand holding the coffee cup, and pretended to touch Zhou Kangjian casually. If it was an ordinary person, he would not feel any discomfort except for a little warmth.Only Moxiu, because his body is full of yin and cold power, when he encounters the purest power, it is like boiling water poured on ice, causing endless pain.

However, there was no bloody smell around Sun Kangjian except for the coldness. You must know that cultivating demons is often accompanied by killing.

Such a contradiction made Zhou Ling not know what to do for a while.

He didn't know what to do, but Sun Kangjian made a move.

Sun Kangjian stared at Zhou Ling viciously, his eye sockets were blood red, so bright that he seemed to be bleeding, and the whites of his eyes and pupils were gone.

Zhou Ling also smelled a lingering smell of blood at this time.

"Ah!" The stewardess who came to help saw Sun Kangjian's frightening appearance, her legs were so frightened that she staggered and ran out. The first-class passengers also saw Sun Kangjian's strangeness, and left in twos and threes Here, for a moment, there are only two people left here.

What's happening here?Zhou Ling asked Lezheng Zixuan.

... seize the house.Lezheng Zixuan frowned, seeing that the fate of the two of them was almost in line, and the time to seize the house might not be short.

"Cultivator?" "Sun Kangjian" was both puzzled and fearful. "Sun Kangjian" had never met a monk before his death. After he was killed, his soul was immortal for some reason. He had never met a monk during his stumbling journey, and he had never seen a soul like him until one day He passed by a delivery room, and his mind fell into the boy's body as soon as he moved.

It may be because he is not strong enough, the boy's soul has not been squeezed out by him, but also because of his relationship, the boy's body is weaker than ordinary people since he was born, he has been hiding in the boy's body to practice, and goes out at night to find Pedestrians absorb the weak energy of the soul to replenish themselves, and 12 years have passed like this.He suddenly discovered that he could no longer attach himself to anyone else except the boy's body, and the boy seemed to have spied on his memory. What reassured him was that the boy did not tell others about it.

After another 13 years, he could no longer get out of the boy's body, but he could directly control the boy's body to absorb the life of the living, and the boy knew nothing about it.

Just when he thought he could go on like this forever, he met Zhou Ling.

During this meeting, Zhou Ling also finished communicating with Lezheng Zixuan. Knowing that this is a low-level demon cultivator, Zhou Ling was also relieved.

The thunder and lightning contained the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth, which is suitable for dealing with Moxiu, but this is on the plane. If you don't want to let a whole plane of people be buried with him, Zhou Ling can't use it, and he can't even use many moves.

The weapon in Zhou Ling's hand is not the bow, but a dagger made of condensed Yuan power. Although this dagger has a suppressive effect on Moxiu and makes Moxiu very afraid, but at the same time, with Zhou Ling's current cultivation It is also very difficult to materialize the power, and the two of them are inseparable for a while.

Moxiu kicked Zhou Ling's chest, and Zhou Ling flew upside down and hit the fuselage and slowly slid down.

Zhou Ling didn't feel any pain, but the place where his chest was kicked was a bit chilly. He rubbed his chest, and rushed towards Mo Xiu carelessly, waving a dagger in his hand.

He was a little faster than Moxiu, and finally successfully pierced the dagger into "Sun Kangjian"'s Yintang point.

Moxiu slowly let go of Zhou Ling's wrist, closed his eyes and leaned back.Colleague, the dagger between his brows also turned into dots of golden light and dissipated in the air.

Although Sun Kangjian was stabbed in the head by Zhou Ling with a dagger, he would not suffer any harm, at most it would only be because of the disappearance of Moxiu—because his soul had been in contact with Moxiu for too long and involved too much, and It will be weak for a few days, but the physical fitness will become no different from that of ordinary people.

Zhou Ling sat on the ground to recover his strength. Although the time between the two of them was short, the deadly move was very thrilling, and the physical and mental consumption was naturally great.

At this time, the police officers who were called by the stewardess and other first-class passengers found that the door, which could not be opened just now, was suddenly opened easily.

It was as if a layer of superglue had just been put on the door and now that glue was gone.

A group of people walked in and saw that the originally clean and comfortable place seemed to have passed through a typhoon. The wall of the plane was dented piece by piece. The most exaggerated thing was that there was a human-shaped imprint on it.

Seeing someone coming, Zhou Ling lay down and pretended to be dizzy.

After getting off the plane, there was already a police car waiting here. The stewardess and several first-class passengers, including Sun Kangjian and Zhou Ling, were politely taken into the police car.

In the interrogation room, everyone else who had taken notes was allowed to leave, except for Zhou Ling and Sun Kangjian.

"I've said that I don't know, no, know, know!" Sun Kangjian, who was being questioned and questioned, looked very irritable, and he slammed his hands on the table with a "dong dong" sound.

"What's the noise!" the policeman reprimanded sharply, "This is at the police station, do you think it's at your house?" He continued to ask those few questions with a straight face and no emotion, such as name, age, purpose of coming to W City, Several members of the family "What did you do on the plane?"

Sun Kangjian grew up being pampered by his family, and even though he was nearly [-] years old, he didn't have much patience. When he heard the policeman asking this question again, he finally couldn't help but punched the policeman in front of him, "I'm from CNM, You said you don’t know, you don’t understand people’s language, do you?”

Naturally, the policeman would not stand up and be beaten, but he controlled the person three times and two times, and pressed Sun Kangjian's head hard on the table, "Tell me, what happened on the plane!"

Compared with the flying chickens and dogs jumping here, the other interrogation room is much calmer.

"Name." It was a female police officer with a cold expression who took Zhou Ling's notes.

"Zhou Ling."

"age."

"23."

"Home address."

……

"What happened on the plane?"

Zhou Ling frowned, confused and a little scared about the application, "I don't know, Sun Kangjian and I—that's the man with the brown hair, I had a good chat with him, at this time I asked the stewardess to bring us a glass of ice cream Coffee..." He spoke slowly, obviously recalling the scene at that time, "Then, when I handed him the coffee, he lost his grip, and the coffee spilled all over him. When he raised his head," Zhou Ling swallowed in fear He spat, "His eyes were bloodshot, and then... I lost consciousness."

Finally finished the matter, Zhou Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the police arrived in time, otherwise I would be in danger."

"Thank you for your cooperation, we will contact you if there is something to do."

"Ok."

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and a 1.9-meter-tall police officer with a serious expression walked towards him in the corridor of the police station. Zhou Ling turned sideways to let him go first.

"Thank you." The man nodded to Zhou Ling, passed him into an office, and closed the door from the inside.

Zhou Ling looked at the man's back and frowned secretly.