"Huh?" The monk who asked the question turned his face sideways, and he was about to turn his face immediately. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just a cheap slave, dare to talk to my Buddha about conditions?

It's just that before he could make a ruthless move, another monk stopped him, pointed to the crimson rune exposed from Chengli's chest, and shook his head slightly.

Just when Chengli thought they were going to argue for a while, the two monks left without looking back.

"Bang-" The door was slammed shut.

It wasn't until the echo of the emptiness died down that Chengli asked in his heart, "What's going on?" ”

"Don't forget that you are precious materials, looking at their appearance, they should have sneaked in, if they do anything to you, it will be a naked provocation, of course, more importantly, you don't know much information yourself, and you don't need to kill you."

Material? Don't need to extinguish your mouth?

knew that what Zishan Ling said was the truth, so Chengli was extremely depressed.

But this incident is just an episode after all, and after thinking about what he was like a month ago, Chengli has regained some confidence a little.

Anyway, the most important thing now is to find a way to get out of here, the bald donkey can't count on it, so he has to find another way......

The thoughts in his heart kept flickering, and Chengli slowly shifted his gaze to the sleeping witch on the side.

"Zishan Ling, is there any way you can control this guy?"

"No, before you break through the spells that bind you, you can only mobilize spiritual power in your body, and as for the casting of specific spells, it is impossible to do it."

It's useless......

"Someone else is coming."

"How many?" Why are you here again, no, is it the one who came to feed the medicine today?

"Seven."

"Bang-"

Looking at the blue light that suddenly lit up in the dark secret room, Cheng Li knew that his guess was not wrong, and the witch who came over last night also used this color of spiritual flame.

But then again, whether it was the two monks just now, or Teng Wu's bell, the spiritual power they displayed seemed to be mostly golden......

Well? The smell?

Cheng Li broke off his heart, took a long breath, and suddenly felt that the whole person was surrounded by a strong sweet fragrance, and the originally stiff body became even softer, his head was drunk, and there were no distractions, and his body was warm, as if he was soaked in hot water, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

Wrong!

"Inheritance! Wake up, take away! Wake up......"

Zishan Ling sensed that Chengli's spiritual power had dissolved a lot for the first time, and immediately warned loudly in his mind, but unfortunately, Chengli didn't react at all, only to feel that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes narrowed, and he fell asleep all of a sudden.

……

Very fragrant, some osmanthus is long, there are also some orchids of the cold, aftertaste for a moment, and even can smell the fragrance of green bamboo, just like the whole person has fallen into a hundred gardens, the ground is full of purple and red, fragrant.

It's just that the fragrance is too strong, and gradually, Chengli feels that his throat is dry and itchy, itchy and astringent, as if his throat is blocked by something, and breathing gradually becomes difficult.

At the same time, Chengli felt a sour stinging pain in his chest, the pain became more and more intense, Chengli even sensed that the roots of his teeth began to sour, and soon, this soreness was transmitted to the mandible, then the skull, neck, vertebrae, ribs, and arm bones......

"Shhhh

With Cheng Li gasping for cold air, his whole body woke up, and the moment he opened his eyes, the piercing soreness faded like a tide, but what came to his heart was a chill like ice, Cheng Li couldn't help but shiver, and found that the sweat had soaked through his clothes.

The pain remaining in his memory made Cheng Li lower his head and look at his chest for the first time, and with just one glance, he noticed that the runes that originally covered most of his chest had shrunk to the size of a fist, occupying the place of his heart.

"What is this?" Cheng Li looked at his chest blankly, his heart was inexplicably cold, compared to the change in size, he was more concerned about the color - the original crimson rune had turned into a deep cyan at this time, and the light was circulating, like a living creature.

After staring at it for a moment, Chengli finally determined that the wriggling of this rune was just an illusion of a change in light, however, he noticed that the rune was changing, albeit by a small amount, but it was indeed changing.

"In addition to the slight changes in the style of the runes, the size of the runes is also shrinking......"

Although Cheng Li didn't know what was going on, he could vaguely guess that when this rune shrunk to the right size, then it would have to play a role, as for what it was, it would probably be integrated into the body, and then concentrate the blood essence in the heart.

And the spiritual power is still dissolving, and it is less than half of the original, but I am afraid that when the spiritual power is all dissolved, that is, the moment when the runes take effect.

Chengli knew that his guess should be right, so he suddenly didn't know what he felt, not desperate, not helpless, just feeling empty in his heart, not thinking about anything anymore, but thinking about everything, thinking about leaving here, thinking about cracking the rune, thinking about ......

The brain is very messy, but Cheng Li is happy to do so, at least this way, he doesn't have to worry about being promoted to a mage in the future - now that he has so much spiritual power, can he refine mana? Even if it is refined, I'm afraid I won't be able to release even a spell, right?

"Chengli?"

Azusa spirit? I thought I could get a lot of help, but what is the difference between the result and not getting it? At most, he only knew some information that other mages knew, and although he had mastered two secret arts, he didn't play any role.

But Chengli still has some expectations after all, as long as he lives, anything is possible, he immediately took a deep breath and cheered himself up, as long as he can live......

"What's going on now?"

"It's not very good, the runes in your chest are devouring your life force in addition to dissolving spiritual power, maybe you can't move now so you can't feel it, but your physique is gradually decreasing."

"Is there any way to do it?" Vitality? As long as there is blood, this aspect is not a problem, at most the defense aspect is lowered a little, anyway, it doesn't matter, the important thing is spiritual power, at the current speed, at most, it can only last until the night after tomorrow, no, plus the medicine to drink tonight, I'm afraid it can only last until tomorrow......

"Originally, it didn't work, but now, there is no way." Zishan Ling did not hesitate at all, and immediately said the plan she had envisioned, and she was mentally prepared during the time she was asleep.

"Remember the secret technique I told you the other day? Although that one can no longer be used according to the current vitality, it seems that there is only one way to do it. ”

"Which one?"

"Molten Spirit."