Let's talk about life

In the dream, the slanting rain is flying.

The buds pulled out from the willow tree are covered with raindrops, like small pearls, rolling down the tip of the leaf continuously, falling into the mud and mud that exudes the fragrance of green grass in the rain, and seeping into it.

It was a very peaceful and beautiful artistic conception, but suddenly all the raindrops were dyed the bright red of blood, tick tick tick, and the willow branches trembling in the wind were folded, and when they fell to the ground, they were also stained with the bright red of blood, Slowly, the whole world collapsed, and then was dyed red by the rain. Looking around, it was shocking and debilitating.

Han Chengxi frowned and stood in it, very puzzled why his dream ended up like this.

He probed with his spiritual sense, but found no trace of the second person here.

Han Chengxi was wondering, when he heard someone calling himself, and when he looked again, there was no sound.

It was a childish voice.

Han Chengxi was going to investigate a few more times, but the thick blood mist in front of him was torn open, and he still said in an impatient tone, almost a roaring voice: "Come in."

Hearing it was an old man's voice, Han Chengxi was relieved, he didn't care about the child's voice that suddenly sounded just now, and got into the opening that seemed to be chopped into pieces by life.

The dazzling scarlet turned white in an instant, and the color difference was too strong. Han Chengxi squinted his eyes uncomfortably, looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground drinking, and asked, "What's going on outside?"

The old man snorted: "Ghost knows, I just stayed in your dreamland to enjoy the rain scene, but I found that there is something wrong with this dream, so I can only use my mental strength to recreate a mental space."

Han Chengxi said: "Is there a problem with the dream?"

The old man said: "According to my old guess, maybe your dream just now is not your own."

The more Han Chengxi listened, the more confused he became: "The dream is not my own, can it be someone else's?"

The old man frowned and said: "Oldness is not supernatural powers, the heavens and the earth do not know."

Han Chengxi: "Okay, then how do I get out of the devil world?"

The old man drank his spirits and said: "It's actually very simple. You are one with the ancient fox demon, but you have been reincarnated. The soul has changed a little, but the blood has not changed. You can try the blood exchange." Form a vortex, inject spiritual energy, and wait for the space crack to appear, I congratulate you for your success."

Listening to Han Chengxi, he felt that things were not that simple.

Although the old man lightly said that blood and spiritual energy would be enough, but his blood was not inexhaustible, and the same was true for spiritual energy. If he consumed too much, he would definitely be very weak, even if he was already a Jindan cultivator.

Han Chengxi asked, "Is there any other way?"

The old man drank the wine in the glass and said: "There is no other way."

Much better than nothing.

"..." Han Chengxi said, "Thank you, senior."

The old man reminded aloud: "Remember, if you have consumed a lot of spiritual energy and have not formed a space crack, remember to stop."

Han Chengxi smiled: "Han will remember what the senior said."

Almost missed a detail.Han Chengxi asked again: "Will the space rift return to where I want to go?"

The old man shook his head and denied, "No, the crack in space will send you anywhere."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Han Chengxi was shocked again.

Will it go anywhere? ! ! !

Are you teasing him?

Han Chengxi said with great difficulty: "Anywhere? Including where?"

He really just wanted to stay away from the devil world, inform him, and help Xie Zige change the original plot.

Why is it so difficult? !

The old man said in a deep voice: "Human Realm and Demon Realm. These two places will not be transferred to other places."

Han Chengxi breathed a sigh of relief.

These two places are fine. [What a fart!

What will happen when he crosses over to Xun Chen? !Explain his sleepwalking!

Forget it, there will be a way when the time comes.Xie Zige couldn't afford to wait.

Saying goodbye to the old man in a hurry, when Han Chengxi was fully awake, it was already the time when the moon was above the treetops, and the night was already very dark, but the candles in the house were automatically lit, dancing flames in the night.

Han Chengxi slept for a long time, his head was groggy, he patted his head vigorously to wake himself up, changed his clothes immediately, went to the burning candle, took out the short knife that the white fox gave him in the early morning, without further ado, Cut it off directly.

Bright blood drops slowly fell to the ground, staining the ground.Han Chengxi urged the blood to flow out, and when Han Chengxi gradually felt weak and dizzy, the blood that fell on the ground joined together, like flowers on the other side, and began to bloom in a strange way. At this moment, the blood seemed to wake up, slowly and completely alive over here.

For the first time, Han Chengxi felt his blood was amazing!

Why didn't I find it before.

Han Chengxi hurriedly poured aura into the vortex condensed with blood. What surprised him was that the blood was indeed his own, but it was as if the blood was alive. A force came from the center of the bloody vortex, pulling Han Chengxi's aura. Continuously sucked into the vortex, this vortex seemed to be full of blood, clamoring and devouring.

Han Chengxi wanted to stop instilling spiritual energy, but he didn't expect his own blood to be extremely arrogant, sucking his spiritual energy forcefully, without any intention of stopping.

What strange things have happened to me again!

A black mist emerged from the mouth of the vortex, and Han Chengxi looked at what was going on in the future, and his body was pulled in by an irresistible force, as if there were iron chains imprisoning his body, and there was a person in the vortex Holding on to the other end of the chain, he couldn't break free.

It is conceivable that Han Chengxi fell in.

The ears, nose, eyes, and mouth seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't breathe. Just when Han Chengxi felt that his life had reached the limit, he fell heavily on a bluestone with his back, and the impact was very uncomfortable. .

Damn, every time the plot unfolds, I have to find myself!

Han Chengxi shook his head, supported himself half-sitting up with his arms, his eyes began to feel anxious, and the scenery in front of him was enlarged and clearly visible.

The first point is certain, and fortunately, he did not pass through the crack in the space to the demons, let alone fall by Xun Chen's side.

This should be the world of self-cultivation.

Han Chengxi stood up unsteadily, straightened his waist and back, patted the dusty gray color on the black clothes, and began to look where he ran.

The deep forest, to be precise, the light here hardly shines into this dense and quiet area, and there are occasional birdsong in the dark deep forest.

Han Chengxi always felt that something was wrong.

The familiar voice also rang in my mind.

Han Chengxi really, really, really doesn't want to hear this old-fashioned and boring voice anymore.

System: [Due to the low version of the system a few days ago, it was updated consciously, and there were problems such as program bags, and did not send rewards to the host in time, please forgive me. 】Han Chengxi said relentlessly: "I want to change the plot of Xie Zige. I have gone through a lot of plots, can I change some benefits?"

System: [The latest version starts——]

System: [Congratulations to the host, the latest version no longer restricts the protagonist to go through the plot. 】Han Chengxi couldn't believe his ears: "Really?!"

System: [The host only needs to have an interaction value of no less than 1000 with the hero of "Xu Mo" [Xun Chen].Current interaction value: 3201 (w) Congratulations to the host, please make persistent efforts! 】Han Chengxi: "..."

Han Chengxi found that there was a red cross on the top of the system in the latest version, and clicked it neatly.

Interaction value?joke.

I always feel that there are other meanings in these three words.Or, I think too much.

Why are Xun Chen involved in recent events? Could it be that since he came in as an outsider, the plot has been completely arranged according to his own footprints.

Han Chengxi couldn't tolerate the question of why the system suddenly became merciful and convulsed. There were wailing one after another in the deep, and the crying of a newborn child, one after another.

It seems that these ghostly monsters have been looking at me for a long time.

Han Chengxi had to obey.

His luck is always so bad, so he keeps meeting opponents who are stronger than himself.

The black shadow was nothingness, fluttering, surrounding the distance, and a few strange wolves howled, announcing the next goal of the group to the deep forest.Han Chengxi looked at dozens of wolves with sparkling fire in their eyes, like the will-o'-the-wisp dancing on the death scythe - it was the flame of death, with no temperature, only scorching cold.

Han Chengxi saw that the backs of those "wolves" began to twitch, and then a few sharp thorns grew out. Under the faint moonlight, glaring white reflections shone, as if they could stab your abdomen and stir your flesh and blood anytime, anywhere. That is indeed the strongest weapon for monsters to hunt and kill food.

Han Chengxi buried his face in his palm silently.

Oh fuck.

Let him travel through with peace of mind, can he die? !

This happens every time.

Let no one live.

These monster wolves roared in their throats, and their pupils revealed the excitement of catching prey. The next moment, dozens of them rushed forward in unison, intending to make a quick decision and swallow this thin human being into their stomachs.

Han Chengxi took out the dagger he asked for from Baihu.

Sure enough, before going out, you must have a weapon first!

With one hand, Han Chengxi swished a few short knives, piercing them into the heads of the first few monster wolves that rushed forward, killing them with one blow, and blood splashed when they were drawn out.Kong's hands congealed a few critical strikes and then swung them over. He hurriedly manipulated the dagger to continue attacking the deadly parts, and flicked a few ice knives again to freeze a few.

In a short while, all the light is resolved.

Han Chengxi clapped his hands pretending to be chic.

Recently, he has always fallen into the hands of Xun Chen, with great disparity in strength, unable to resist, as a man, he would be depressed to death, now a few demon wolves are coming to die, don't blame him for being cruel.

He was about to leap into the woods, inspect the terrain, and think about how to get out, when his head was stabbed suddenly, like a needle pierced into his head. Although the wound was small, it was a bone-digging pain.

In an instant, the scenery changed.

Han Chengxi's heart was cold again, and his limbs were also stiff.

He found that he had been caught by bad luck.