This Damned Thirst for Survival

It turns out that pies do fall from the sky.

Just based on this sentence, even if Feng Li's words were still so strong, Jiang Luo's affection for him also skyrocketed.

He forcibly suppressed the smile at the corners of his brows and eyes, and was afraid that he would be seen, so he buried his head and covered his face.

Regardless of whether Feng Li can make Chi You's soul fly away, just his words, Jiang Luo must lure Chi You out in front of Feng Li.

Although Jiang Luo wanted to be the one who made Chi You lose his mind, if Feng Li wanted to give him a "surprise", he would definitely welcome it.

His long hair was exposed, blocking his profile.Jiang Luo's expression was completely covered by himself, and in Feng Li's eyes, it was covered with a gloomy look.

But even though he was so sad, Feng Li did not soften his heart in the slightest.On the contrary, the evil ghost who made such a talented disciple of the clan so obsessed has already made him murderous.

Feng Li's face was indifferent, and he buried his killing intent so completely that no one could see it.

After arriving at the hotel, Jiang Luo got out of the car first.

When the car window fell, Feng Li asked lightly, "When are you going back to school?"

Jiang Luo was also not sure: "Probably tomorrow."

Feng Li nodded, watched the black-haired young man bow to him, then turned around and walked towards the hotel.

It wasn't until the ends of the black-haired youth's hair disappeared between the walls of the building that Feng Li looked back and said in a slightly cold tone, "Who is his master?"

The driver respectfully said, "It's Chen Pi."

Chen Pi is a registered disciple under the name of the old heavenly master. Feng Li still has some impressions of this person in his excellent memory, but these impressions did not ease his attitude in the slightest. He said coldly: "Trash .”

The driver listened quietly without looking up.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the two direct disciples left cautiously.

Only Feng Li and the driver were left in the car.

"The disciple's talent is excellent, but he didn't notice it, and even sent him to study in twelve universities," Feng Li raised his eyes, and his blade-like eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror, "holding a treasure but treating him like a treasure Broom, being treated like this, how could Jiang Luo be used by the Feng family?"

Among the twelve universities, there are very few direct disciples of the six sects.

Those who are truly outstanding talents, one in a million, are all hidden by the six sects as their trump cards.Situations like Zhuo Zhongqiu's are rare, and Zhuo Zhongqiu is not only for studying, she also bears the burden of attracting talents for Zhuo's family.

Jiang Luo's performance in the competition was outstanding. From the first level, many people noticed him. After the second level, more people will discover Jiang Luo's talent.

Although Jiang Luo carried the reputation of being a disciple of the Feng family, his relationship with the Feng family was not close.If someone else's sect wanted to win over Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo might not be tempted.

There was silence in the car, and a needle could be heard falling.Feng Li breathed slowly, and he glanced to the side from the corner of his eye. There was a long black hair remaining on the seat.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the fine hair with two fingertips. Feng Li shook his hand lightly, and the fine hair seemed to have life, desperately trying to break free from his fingertips.

He has a strong temper and is unyielding.

Feng Li raised his other hand and bent down gently pressing his hair.

The strength of this finger is not much stronger than crushing an ant, but it is as heavy as a thousand catties, and the hair is bent almost to the end.

But when the hair was about to bend completely, there was a slight "click" sound, and the hair broke in two.

Feng Li let go of his palm, and looked at the two cut hairs with deep eyes.

Rather Stick to your guns.

"After you go back, let Chen Dai bring Jiang Luo to see me," Feng Li's face was hidden in the shadows, he said calmly, "Tell him, I will accept Jiang Luo as a direct disciple."

When Jiang Luo came back, Lu Yi was still watching TV.

He ordered fried chicken takeaway, and while gnawing on the chicken legs, he asked vaguely, "You're back so soon?"

Jiang Luo walked up to him, picked up a chicken nugget and gnawed on it with him, and laughed again while eating.

Lu Yi asked strangely, "What good thing happened?"

"It's okay," Jiang Luo smiled, "Nothing good happened."

Lu Yixin wrote, "The results will be out at eight o'clock tonight."

Jiang Luo: "After the results come out, shall we leave Yunnan tomorrow?"

Lu Yi: "That's right, Teacher Wan has already booked a flight for tomorrow. He said that the top three in the second round are likely to be us again, so we should run quickly, and don't be sacked by others."

Jiang Luo: "... Teacher is really thoughtful."

Lu Yi took out his tablet with great interest, "I wanted to watch the replay of our game before, but I didn't dare to watch it when I was alone, Jiang Luo, why don't you come with me?"

Jiang Luo was also a little curious, he cleaned up the table, and pointed his finger at Lu, "Come on."

Lu Yi logged on to the official website, which was only accessible to insiders. The live videos of the 130 contestants were arranged from top to bottom according to their popularity, and Jiang Luo's live video ranked first.

Lu went in a little bit, and the two of them looked at it seriously, but when they saw Jiang Luo lying on the bed sleeping, they both gasped.

When Jiang Luo fell asleep, a blood mark suddenly appeared on the pillar beside his bed, and a bloody female ghost appeared beside the bed, looking down at him eeriely.

Jiang Luo never knew that he had been stared at by Wang Xinhui for two nights, even he felt a chill on the back of his neck for a moment.

There are too many contestants' videos, they can't watch them all, they only watch the ones they are familiar with.Lu Yi rubbed his chin, thinking seriously, "According to this trend, Jiang Luo, you're going to be number one soon."

After finishing speaking, he said dog-leggedly: "Take me to the next level to fly."

Jiang Luo couldn't help laughing, "Look at your performance."

Lu Yi pinched his shoulders graciously.

The live video played to the end, and the picture flashed among the many staff and police outside the school.Jiang Luo saw a familiar face in the crowd, he dragged back the progress, and pressed the pause button in time.

"Lu Yi," Jiang Luo stared at the screen, "Is this the owner of the funeral parlor?"

Lu Yi took a look, "It's him, I saw him two hours ago when I was getting takeout."

Jiang Luo asked: "He also lives in this hotel?"

After getting the affirmative result, Jiang Luo smiled leisurely, stood up and said, "I'll talk to him for a while, and come back before the results of the competition are announced."

Lu Yi asked, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Luo touched the yin-yang ring and smiled sinisterly, "Talk about him selling fake and shoddy products."

Those who can be invited to stay in this hotel are not ordinary people. The owner of the funeral shop has a distinctive appearance. Jiang Luo asked a few people and found his room.

When the funeral home owner opened the door for Jiang Luo, he was obviously a little surprised, "Did you ask me for something?"

Jiang Luo said slowly, "Let me ask you a question."

The funeral home owner glanced at him up and down, opened the door, "Come in."

The room of the funeral home owner did not turn on the headlights, but only a few small lights to enhance the atmosphere.Jiang Luo walked to the table and sat down. The owner of the funeral home was lazily lying on the rocking chair by the balcony, his voice still sounded like he was about to die, "Tell me, what question do you want to ask."

"Boss, how do you use the Yin-Yang Ring?" Jiang Luo asked, "To put it bluntly."

The owner of the funeral home opened one eye, "Yin-yang ring, as the name suggests, it is between yin and yang."

He said slowly: "Do you know why you can see the Yin-Yang ring?"

Jiang Luo said, "My eyesight is good?"

The boss said: "You are lucky."

Jiang Luo, who had unlucky things happening one after another, couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm lucky?"

"This fate is not that fate," the boss said, "The fate I'm talking about is your fate on the yin."

"When the yin-yang ring is hidden, not everyone can see it. Only now that you wear it on your hand, it is attracted by the yang energy, so it can be seen by people in the yang world."

Jiang Luo frowned, "Then why can I see it?"

The funeral home owner looked at him deeply, "Because you have a special constitution."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"The body has death energy, the soul has yang energy, and yin and yang are intertwined, which is really rare," the boss said, "You just happen to match the attributes of the yin and yang ring, so you can see the yin and yang ring."

Jiang Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he said without any change, "What do you mean the body has the energy of death and the soul has the energy of yang?"

The boss yawned, "It's just a literal meaning, you have outstanding talent, and you have a promising future."

Jiang Luo's heartbeat became faster, and he tentatively asked, "Will such a physique be dangerous?"

"What danger can there be?" the boss said, "Your mind and soul fit your body perfectly, and the fusion of yin and yang is just right. Others have one life, and you have one life. As long as you don't mess around, there is no danger."

It seemed that his soul was an outsider, but the owner of the funeral home didn't see it.

Jiang Luo felt relieved and returned to the original question, "So how can the Yin-Yang ring be opened?"

The boss stretched out two fingers: "There are two methods, one is to let your elders practice to open the Yin-Yang ring. This method is safe and reliable, but most of the Yin-Yang rings can only be used as defensive magic weapons, and at most one plus The effect of suppressing evil spirits."

"The other one," the boss looked at Jiang Luo meaningfully, "is to stimulate vitality and open the Yin-Yang circle when you are in a state of life and death."

"I don't know what kind of yin-yang ring is opened like this," the boss whispered, "but as long as it is successfully opened, it is a big killer."

It's just very likely that if you are not careful, you will die before the yin-yang ring is opened.

Jiang Luo said calmly, "Thank you for letting me know."

After taking his leave, he returned to the room, took advantage of Lu Yiyi not paying attention, went into the bathroom and locked the door behind his back.

He looked in the mirror and thought about what the boss had said.

To be safe or to become stronger, do these two methods still need to be chosen?Jiang Luo was of course the latter.

Jiang Luo had experienced the state of dying many times, would he still be afraid?

He rationally set the alarm clock, and pasted talismans around the room to prevent some vicious and vicious ghost from attacking the door when he was not prepared.Turned on the water pipe again and filled the bathtub with water.

When the bathtub was filled with water, he also filled the sink with water. After turning on the stopwatch on his mobile phone, he buried his face in the sink.

The clear water covered the tip of his nose and covered his ears.Jiang Luo closed his eyes, and raised his head suddenly after a while, panting heavily.

He took the phone and looked, it showed that he had been holding his breath for a minute and a half.

Jiang Luo set an alarm clock for 2 minutes according to the time of holding his breath this time, and then he closed his clothes and lay down in the icy water.

He looked at his hair fluttering in the water like a ghost, flaunting his claws and dancing in the water. His mood was unexpectedly calm, with a trace of imperceptible madness mixed in. Jiang Luo closed his eyes.

The 2-minute countdown on the phone started.