With a squeak, Yuan Chen, who was wearing thin clothes, pushed open the old wooden door and walked out of the dilapidated house that had been around for some years.

The sun of the spring equinox was a little dazzling, and the pale Yuan Chen couldn't help but squint his eyes, as if he was in a different world. The original elegance of the young master of Gaomen no longer exists, and the whole person reveals an embarrassed loneliness from his bones.

If you look closely at his cheeks, you will notice a subtle cyan air current, swimming across his cheeks.

As the second son of the general Yuan Zhaodan, although Yuan Chen is embarrassed, he still has pride in his bones. He is very dissatisfied with his current life and resists, but he wants to live more, and only by living can he have a chance to take revenge.

In front of him is a mountain range, continuous, in Yuan Chen's sight, he can't see the foot of the mountain, and he can't see the top of the mountain, how big is this mountain, Yuan Chen really can't imagine, he can't think of any place in the world where there will be a mountain of this level, the ninth master will not say much to him except for abuse and demands, Yuan Chen knows that the guy is angry when he sees himself, and he blames himself for absorbing what roots.

That night, the whole family was hammered to death, and Yuan Chen was naturally no exception. The huge copper hammer resembled a golden watermelon, hard and heavy, and in the executioner's hand, it quickly slammed into Yuan Chen's chest, instantly making the thirteen-year-old boy lose all his ability to move.

Then Yuan Chen lost consciousness, and when his mind was slightly clear, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and he seemed to be alone in the ice field without clothes. The cold wind howled, tearing him through his chest. He almost tore his chest apart, he couldn't open his eyes, his mind was pitch black, and from time to time a white light stirred up, making a muffled thunderous sound.

The feeling of being in pain, but not being able to move at all, now that I think about it, Yuan Chen still has palpitations.

"Bastard, what's the fuss, forgetting what you're going to do?"

With a mocking scolding, a thin black boy who was not better than Yuan Chen walked to Yuan Chen's side, and without saying anything, he stretched out his hand and pushed, where could the weak Yuan Chen block this push, his body retreated, he stumbled, and sat on the ground in embarrassment.

A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the thin black boy, and there was also some pleasure, and it was not a good taste to bully this newcomer.

"Hurry up and feed the baby, otherwise you know the taste of Nether Gu better than anyone else. ”

Yuan Chen's face was ugly, the two people in this strange place were always the same as enemies to themselves.

However, at the thought of the horror of the Netherworld Gu, Yuan Chen's scalp was numb, so he had to nod weakly, the most important thing now is to live, if a person dies, then there will be nothing.

The houses here are very dilapidated, but there are a lot of buildings, it should have been a good mountain villa, Yuan Chen can't think of anyone who has the interest to build such a house in the hinterland of the mountains.

Interspersed with three corridors, a huge iron cage appeared in Yuan Chen's sight, which was built with iron plates, and the black pressure was impermeable, but a gap was opened to the north, and the middle was full of black balls of strange fist size, those black balls were made of grass, but Yuan Chen couldn't see what grass.

Although he has been here several times, but now that he has come here, Yuan Chen is still trembling, after all, he is still just a teenager.

"Ziz ......"

There was movement in the closed iron cage, a kind of gloom that made people cold to the bone. As if sensing Yuan Chen's arrival, the things inside made an excited movement, and Yuan Chen never saw the rumbling of the iron plate of the torso hitting in the whole picture.

"Wow!"

A strong wind erupted from the gap in the iron cage, bringing out a fishy smell that made people sick and nausea, Rao had experienced it, and with psychological preparation, Yuan Chen still almost fainted, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, trying to curb the uncomfortable feeling.

With a bang, a huge centipede head poked out of the gap, there was such a big centipede in the world, that head was bigger than Yuan Chen's head, there were a pair of compound eyes on both sides of the head, and two long tentacles.

"Ziz ......"

The huge centipede made an excited sound and jumped its head at Yuan Chen with intimidation, Yuan Chen knew that this monster was urging him to feed him. However, the centipede's vision was very poor, and he was asking for the young man in front of him, not hunting, so he didn't use his tentacles to carefully check Yuan Chen's position, so every time he scared Yuan Chen, he always deviated from the direction a lot.

Yuan Chen has been in contact with too many solitary books, he is very keen on strange things, he knows a lot about strange beasts, and he has also dabbled a lot in centipedes, one of the five poisons, but he has never seen such a huge centipede in any book. According to the book, the largest centipede should be the white centipede of the Xifeng Dynasty, which is so large that it can catch up with an adult's arm. But compared to the guy in front of him, the white centipede looks very unsightly.

Exhaling lightly, Yuan Chen continued to calm his mind, took out a lancet from his arms, and walked to the gap in the iron cage, which was only an arm's length away from the big centipede.

Holding the knife in his right hand, Yuan Chen stretched out his left hand, and without much hesitation, he cut his wrist, and suddenly, bright red blood with a trace of green qi fell down and flowed on those black grass balls.

The grass ball was originally black, but after coming into contact with Yuan Chen's blood, it emitted a bright red light, the color turned from black to red, and slowly a vessel-like protrusion appeared on it.

"Bang Bang ......"

At such a time, those grass balls seemed to come to life, as if they had just been plucked from the heart, beating again and again, which was very weird.

"Zizi ......".

Sensing the change in the grass ball, the big centipede's performance became more and more excited, so that it did not rush to enjoy it, but reveled in it and enjoyed this happy time.

With the loss of blood, a feeling of dizziness gradually appeared in Yuan Chen's mind, and there were already five grass balls jumping, according to the requirements of the ninth master, ten grass balls needed to jump at a time, only in this way could the big centipede be fed.

Gritting his teeth, Yuan Chen continued to bleed, if he didn't cooperate, he didn't doubt that the Ninth Master would inevitably take his own life. Thinking of the methods of the ninth master, the young man's heart was cold for a while.

After experiencing a catastrophe, Yuan Chen thought that he was dead. Death or death can forget those despair and pain. I never thought that he was not dead.

Before he opened his eyes, Yuan Chen vaguely heard a voice constantly cursing in his ears, and the scolding was extremely ugly.

"Bastard, swallow my spiritual root, I've been waiting for three months......"

"Ah, my Yin Mother Vein Root! Baozhu Prefecture has completed the great unification, and it has actually gathered luck and attracted spiritual energy tides to form a blessed land, and those guys in the nine major states have come to find a bargain. I finally noticed the birth of the spiritual root when I was digging someone's ancestral grave, and I waited for three months, but you sucked it away, damn it......"

"Damn little bitch, such a bastard, no wonder the whole family is dead, you ......"

When Yuan Chen finally woke up, he was cleaned up by the Ninth Master, this old guy who robbed the tomb couldn't kill Yuan Chen directly, after all, the little guy who sucked the spiritual root was still useful, and poison cultivation was the best material, but torture was indispensable.

Netherworld Gu is a poisonous insect that uses fleas as the Gu master and absorbs the essence of poison, after the Ninth Master put this thing on Yuan Chen's body, Yuan Chen knew what life was better than death. The itching of the whole body is unstoppable, and when you touch it slightly with your hand, it is like a sharp pain like a knife cut, mixed with nausea, chest tightness, and all kinds of complex feelings. 、

For the ninth master who pulled himself out of the pile of dead people, Yuan Chen hated it to the bone, and his apprentice little scorpion, who came to pretend to be an uncle if he had nothing to do, and his tone was arrogant, looking at him like looking at a dog.

Are there any good people in this world? How can the teachings of my father and mother and the teachings of my master be so ridiculous when I think about it now? When my father defeated the invaders, he even fought for a day, but in the end he ended up like this.

"Ahh

His heart jumped, and a feeling of suffocation swept through his mind, and Yuan Chen realized that the blood had dripped enough.

"Zizi. ”

The big centipede made a cheerful movement, stretched out its mouthparts, and began to enjoy the blood-stained grass balls, as if devouring the hearts.

Yuan Chen looked at the big centipede in a daze, although he was still alive, but is it meaningful to live like this, and will he have a chance to take revenge in the future? 、

Suddenly, Yuan Chen felt that something was wrong, and suddenly it was dark?

Raising his head suddenly, Yuan Chen's eyes widened, and a cyan python with a torso the thickness of a water tank fell from the sky, and the cyan snake eyes were like two lanterns, which happened to meet Yuan Chen's gaze.

Sisi ....... ”。

The giant python's eyes were full of blazing heat and greed, and Yuan Chen felt the meaning in its eyes, which was looking at a dish.

In an instant, the head of the giant python had already swept in front of Yuan Chen, and the bloody mouth suddenly opened, biting down on the young man.