Altar of Infinity

The rain mist gradually turned into fine raindrops, and Jiang Jichu's forehead hair was wet by the rain, and it stuck to his forehead obediently.

He pressed his knees on Niu Er's chest, and the flashing cold light briefly illuminated those light-colored eyes, which were not mixed with any emotion. Compared with the so-called window of the soul, they seemed pure and pure. Icy precious spar.

Niu Er was temporarily distracted by the sudden change, obviously he had become a longevity person, but when he met those pair of eyes, he couldn't help showing a little fear.

He struggled subconsciously, but the knees pressed against his chest were like an unshakable hill.

The moment before Xie Ji came to Jiang Jichu's side, Jiang Jichu slit his wrist.

The blood flowed into Niu Er's open mouth due to shock, and expanded to all limbs and bones in a way that went against the normal principles of the human body.

Xie Ji: "What are you doing!" He wanted to stop Jiang Jichu, but was called to stop him in a cold voice.

Jiang Jichu's wrist was hanging above Niu Er's mouth without moving, and he turned his head to meet Xie Ji's eyes.

In the conversation between the two just now, they tacitly did not mention a piece of information about Shouren.

The Shouren are fed by blood and usually look like ordinary people, but whoever feeds them has control.

They don't know whether Niu Kuyin was present when Niu Er saw Niu Kuyin's manuscript and planned to commit suicide. If he was not present, Niu Er committed suicide successfully at that time. If he was present, there would be a duel of willpower.

When the willpower of the fed Juren is strong enough, it can break through the control within a certain period of time.

Jiang Jichu doesn't know about this for the time being, but it's not important.

What's important is that if the remaining seven of them help Niu Er recover, then the factors affecting Niu Er will change from one to seven.

Even if the rest of the people agree to donate blood, as long as one of them is weak in the confrontation between Niu Er and Niu Kuyin, they will be at a disadvantage, and their sacrifices and efforts will be in vain.

Therefore, the best way is to restore Niu Er with his own blood, and let him ensure safety.

He will never back down.

Jiang Jichu didn't explain, he believed that Xie Ji could understand.

Xie Ji: "But Niu Er still needs three to four people, how can you have enough for yourself?"

"If it were me, it would be enough," Jiang Jichu said, "I have eaten a lot of messy things in advanced levels, and my physique is also different from ordinary people."

Xie Ji's face sank: "Did you plan it long ago?"

Jiang Jichu silently acquiesced.

He knows that his actions have certain risks, but this risk only needs to be borne by himself.

Risks and benefits coexist.

However, with Xie Ji's character, he would definitely not let him take risks alone, so he deliberately didn't say anything, and cut first and played later.

Xie Ji wanted to stop Jiang Jichu, but he was forcefully stopped by the other party. He was determined, and with the blood flowing into Niu Er's mouth, it was too late to say anything.

He could only stare closely at Jiang Jichu's face and wrists, and make amends in time if something goes wrong.

However, everything was as Jiang Jichu expected, Niu Er's body functions quickly recovered, breathing, pulse, and heartbeat all returned one after another, and even the smell began to approach Niu Kuyin.

Xie Ji: "Enough."

He tore up his four-figure short sleeves, pulled Jiang Jichu's wrist and immediately wrapped it around.

Even though it was windy and rainy at night, it was still July after all, and the skin he touched was like fished out of ice and snow.

Jiang Jichu kicked Niu Er weakly, and tried to find a comfortable place to lean on: "He needs to digest for 10 minutes."

Xie Ji: "Take care of yourself."

"I should say that," Jiang Jichu glanced over the perfectly shaped eight-pack abs in front of him, and muttered, "It's indecent."

Xie Ji was annoyed and funny: "You can't tear your trouser legs, the mud is splashed on them."

Jiang Jichu: "Although Niu Er is in a prosperous year, his physique is still not as good as Niu Kuyin's. When the time comes, you..."

Xie Ji interrupted: "I know, take a good rest and leave the rest to me."

When Niu Kuyin and Niu Er fight, he will find the right time to make up the knife.

Jiang Jichu's bleeding has exceeded the normal level, and the wounds on his back that had been neglected began to bite back and hurt, and his complexion, which has finally improved, is even uglier than when he first entered the checkpoint.

Pain is also good, you can stay awake.

He let Xie send him to bandage the wound, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Jiang Jichu: "I'm fine, I'll recover soon after I get out of the checkpoint."

Xie Ji: "Aren't you messing around with the recovery mechanism outside?"

Jiang Jichu lowered his eyes, took the long knife with his empty hand and handed it to Xie Ji.

Xie Ji frowned slightly, the long knife was valuable and could save his life, Jiang Ji refused to leave his body even in sleep, but now he wants to give it to him?

Xie Ji: "Keep it for yourself, just in case."

Jiang Jichu shook his head: "I don't need it now. Remember to return it to me."

Xie Ji was silent for a while, but still put down the long knife, and held up an umbrella to cover Jiang Jichu: "We can all go out."

Jiang Jichu didn't speak any more, just said "hmm" almost indistinctly, and then closed his eyes and leaned there.

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Jiang Jichu tied Niu Kuyin between the three electric poles with an iron chain. He had rich experience and specially tied a clever knot.

When Xie sent to the entrance of the village, Niu Kuyin had just escaped from the chains.

Three telephone poles as thick as an adult's waist all fell to the ground, and two of them were shattered.

Niu Kuyin stood among the mess in ragged clothes, his body was drenched by the rain, his strong chest heaved violently, and when he found Xie Ji and the others coming, his eyes were filled with fierceness.

And Xie Ji was not only not afraid, but also teased Jiang Jichu under the umbrella: "Does it look like a puffer fish?"

Jiang Jichu held the cup and stuffed it into the thermos cup in his hand, lowered his head and sipped the brown sugar water in it: "It's so ugly."

As soon as Niu Kuyin took a step towards them, Niu Er rushed out and stood up in the middle of the road.

Niu Er: "Father!"

Niu Kuyin paused when he saw Niu Er, and then became even angrier: "Go back!"

Niu Er: "Father... Weiwei's matter, is it you?"

Niu Kuyin: "I tell you to go back!"

The father and son of the Niu family are staging a drama of family ethics. Here, Xie Ji picked out a complete roof that can still keep out the rain, and settled Jiang Jichu, who was about to fall down at any time in his eyes.

Before they came, they went back to Niu's house. Xie Ji found a short sleeve to change into, and made Jiang Jichu a cup of brown sugar water to restore blood.

——Jiang Jichu was very resistant at the beginning. He thought he was a cool guy who didn't blink in the bloody storm in the advanced level of the altar. It was too detrimental to his image to wear a coat and hold a thermos cup to drink brown sugar water.

However, he is really weak, and he has more than enough energy for Xie Ji's compulsory policy, so he has to reluctantly accept it.

After Jiang Jichu has settled down, the Niu family's father-son ethics drama has also finished its previous synopsis.

Not long after Niu Er's death, Niu Wei happened to come to Niu's house to find someone. Niu Kuyin thought it was Niu Wei who caused Niu Er to have a messy mind, and killed Niu Wei in a rage.

He did not drink Niu Wei's blood.

Because of disgust.

Xie Ji shook his head. In this tragedy, Niu Wei was the most innocent one. Niu Kuyin blamed Niu Wei for everything, and he was simply powerless to vent his anger.

Niu Er finally couldn't stand it anymore, and after roaring, he scuffled with Niu Kuyin.

As soon as the two Shoutos, whose physiques did not belong to the human category, smashed the only bus stop at the entrance of the village, the mud and water splashed several feet high.

Xie Ji enjoyed watching it: "It's a pity that I didn't bring melon seeds."

Jiang Jichu glanced at him speechlessly: "Aren't you going to help?"

Xie Ji: "Whoever makes up the knife will go on the field first, and wait a little longer."

Xie Ji watched the show with his mind, carefully observing the attacking methods of Niu Kuyin and Niu Er. He hadn't seen him for two days. Niu Kuyin had improved obviously in all aspects, but his speed was still the most fatal weakness in comparison.

He and Jiang Jichu rested for half an hour, and Niu Er couldn't hold on at first.

Xie Ji stuffed the umbrella to Jiang Jichu: "I'm going, be careful yourself."

"Well," Jiang Jichu said, "you also pay attention to safety."

Xie Ji deliberately rubbed Jiang Jichu's hair, or patted each other's shoulders. After living and dying together for almost five days, he finally showed some signs of maturity, and it was not in vain to stew the duck.

Before he finished sighing in his heart, he heard Jiang Jichu say again: "I will settle accounts with you when I get out."

Xie Ji: "..."

The duck was still stewed.

Xie Ji quietly joined the battle with a knife in his hand, and practiced with Niu Kuyin before confronting Jiang Jichu.

Half an hour of fierce fighting caused Niu Er to break an arm, and a big hole was opened in his stomach, and his intestines flowed out. Even so, Niu Er still insisted on standing, which shows the tenacity of Shouren's vitality.

Niu Kuyin was much better than Niu Er, but half of his face was rotten. Niu Er looked honest, but when he started, he knew to attack Niu Kuyin's left eye which was stabbed by Jiang Jichu.

When Niu Er was kicked away by Niu Kuyin again, Xie Ji stepped forward with a long knife in his hand. Niu Kuyin raised his arm to resist him with a knife, and raised his foot to continue kicking him.

However, Xie Ji was nimble and leaned on the stone tablet engraved with the three characters of Niujia Village and turned around to avoid it.

Niu Ku's sharp claws came again, scratching the upper half of the stele amidst the rumbling thunder.

Thank you for making a judgment.

The attack power is still very strong, but at least half of what it was at the beginning.

He didn't choose to confront Niu Kuyin head-on, but when the other party was lured by him to attack the iron gate of a street shop, he stabbed Niu Kuyin's remaining right eye sideways.

Niu Kuyin howled loudly in pain, his two paws were blocking the sides of the long knife, wanting to touch it but not touching it, wanting to pull it out or not.

Xie Ji didn't give Niu Kuyin a chance to react, and decisively kicked the handle of the knife again, kicking the long knife a few inches deeper.

Niu Kuyin staggered and bumped into a nearby tree, blood mixed with rainwater fell from his face continuously, forming a deep red quagmire under his feet.

Xie Ji felt the hard skull under the long knife, and it took too much effort to pierce it, so he stepped on Niu Kuyin's shoulder and pulled out the long knife.

Under the light of thunder, Niu Kuyin's whole body was covered with large and small wounds, especially his kind face was scratched without a good place, and only bloody mud holes remained in his eyes, and the tissues that had not yet drained overflowing with his trembling.

Anger turned into monstrous resentment!

He had never suffered this kind of pain, even if he had no strength to stand up, he still stretched his arms and kept kneeling towards Xie Ji, wanting to drag his murderer to hell with him.

Xie Ji was waiting for this moment. He borrowed his strength from the broken Niujia Village stele, jumped down from the air holding a long knife, and stabbed the tip of the knife into Niu Kuyin's bloody mouth.

The long knife did not stop after entering!

Xie Ji let out a low growl, forcing Niu Ku Yin to swallow all the blades of the long knife!

No matter how hard his subordinates struggled, Xie Ji never let go of the hand holding the knife.

His eyes were calm, without any hesitation.

Get rid of Niu Kuyin and avenge those who died in vain.

He has to pass the novice level, every level of the altar, his family and friends are waiting for him to go back!

under the eaves.

Jiang Jichu was standing on the edge of the shed. In fact, his consciousness was a little dazed, and his five senses were trying to get away from him, but he didn't care about it. The serious injury didn't get worse and he suffered from excessive blood loss. Anyway, he would heal after he got out of the checkpoint.

Holding the thermos in one hand, he let the mist stain the lower half of his face, and the temperature changed from hot to cold and then from cold to hot again. With the other hand in his trouser pocket, he gently stroked the broken watch with his fingers.

He watched Xie Ji nail Niu Kuyin to the ground with a long knife. Niu Kuyin's struggles ranged from violent to weak, while the muscles on Xie Ji's back were always stretched, forming a perfect and beautiful line under the rain .

This man never let up.

Today is Xie Ji's fifth day in the novice care. In just five days, he has seen Xie Ji's various operations, and now he is here to watch the other party kill the boss solo.

The clearance rate of the Shouren level is only three out of eleven, and no novice can quickly adapt to a non-human like Niu Kuyin in an unfamiliar environment.

Except thank you.

It's not that the level is too weak, it's that Xie Ji is too strong.

Altar selection has its own set of standards.

Choosing Xie Ji may become her most arrogant and tragic failure.

Jiang Jichu looked relaxed.

ended.

He planned to give an umbrella to his teammates in the first level he met by chance.

However, the moment he turned around, there was a piercing pain in his chest.

He subconsciously looked towards the wound, where a purple sharp claw protruded.