Three days later.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Syllable! Syllable!

Xiang Chen's body retreated, slid out more than ten meters against the ground, and stopped. Seeing that no one had any intention of making a move in the crowd around him, a trace of red light in his pupils slowly faded.

Qian Xianchao's other thug, Tai, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, gritted his teeth and put the dislocated arm back in its original position, endured the pain, and was also vigilant to slowly retreat and return to Qian Xianchao's side.

Xiang Chen picked some meat and bread from a pile of food, carried two buckets of water, glanced at Qian Xianchao, and returned to his cell.

If it is said that with Xiang Chen's own strength, every time he fights against a five-star martial artist, he has to fight with his life, and if he can't take advantage of his unpreparedness to shoot and kill, he can only be suppressed to death, then when he takes back the demon knife Muramasa, it will be difficult for Tai to threaten his life.

"Yes, you're now more and more comfortable with demonic energy." Cang Dian sighed, after not seeing Xiang Chen for a few days, he actually made progress again, "Now that you have mastered the first, second and second gears, maybe after a while, you can barely open the third gear for a moment." ”

The first, second, and third gears mentioned by Cangdian are actually the division of the amount of demonic energy entering the body.

If the strength is increased by one star, it is counted as a first grade, two stars are a second grade, and a three-star is a third grade.

During the special move grading battle, Xiang Chen fought against the regrettable ape, and the firepower was fully opened, which was considered to be the second gear, which was also his current tolerance limit, and he could fight for about three minutes.

At this time, Xiang Chen has built a foundation after eight days, and the foundation is different from the past, plus Tai's strength is also inferior to the regretful ape, so in the battle with him, Xiang Chen does not need to ingest a lot of demonic energy, he only needs to open a gear, raise the level to three stars, and then rely on the two major fist techniques and the combat intuition of the perverted in the demon transformation state, he can match it.

What's more, he also has to be wary of Xu Shu and Bao Chang, so he won't easily enter the second gear of excessive consumption in this inner prison.

Demon change, this is the name that Xiang Chen gave himself for this special state.

"It's a pity, that feeling of fighting, after I quit the demon transformation, disappeared without a trace immediately, and I can't imitate it at all." Xiang Chen said regretfully.

"That kind of non-human way of fighting...... It's not something that can be mastered overnight. ”

After a few beats of his aching body, Xiang Chen came to the next cell with food, put the food at the door, and patted the wall outside the cell.

The long-haired man bent over and walked out, saw the food in front of him, and didn't talk nonsense, he sat down and feasted with Xiang Chen.

Since the long-haired man helped him once, in three days, the long-haired man no longer regarded Xiang Chen as nothing, although he still hadn't spoken to Xiang Chen, but there seemed to be some kind of strange tacit understanding between the two.

Xiang Chen fought against Tai for three days, and whenever he fought, the long-haired man would lock the killing machine on Xu Shu and Bao Chang as a warning. Whenever Xiang Chen finished fighting, the two would pick up several portions of food.

There are two more Xiang Chen in the inner prison, food is becoming more and more scarce, and the atmosphere among the death row inmates is becoming more and more crazy, as if a volcano before the eruption is in the final depression.

Xiang Chen also asked the long-haired man why he would help him. He didn't answer, just glanced at the empty bottle and a little steamed bun crumb in front of the cell.

Xiang Chen immediately recalled that this was the food he had given him earlier.

"This is a man with a lot of wind and lakes, like a chivalrous man, and he doesn't want to owe favors." He summed it up secretly.

Xiang Chen nibbled on a roast chicken in three or two times, drank half a bucket of water, and burped.

The long-haired man finished the food in his hand and got up to go back to his cell.

"I said, Ding Yi, you don't plan to... Talk to me? ”

The long-haired man turned halfway to froze, and after a moment, he slowly turned around, raised his head, revealing the right side of his face like a knife cut under the long hair, and looked at Xiang Chen for the first time.

Looking at his side face and long hair, Xiang Chen sighed, what a beautiful man with bright eyebrows and starry eyes, this is definitely a chivalrous appearance that has touched the heartstrings of countless Oiran in ancient times. Although it is not the same type, Xiang Chen has to admit that this is probably the only man he has ever met who can wrestle his wrists with Agaricus in appearance.

As long as he doesn't show the left side of his face under his long hair!

"You...... Who is it? The two looked at each other for a while, and Ding Yi suddenly asked, without a trace of emotion.

"Xiang Chen, I introduced it."

Ding Yi didn't reply, just looked at Xiang Chen expressionlessly, obviously, he was not satisfied with this answer.

"I just know that your name is Ding Yi, oh also, you are not from Nanjing Safe City, you live in a wilderness gathering place...... Why did you go to jail...... I heard that you were outside the city walls of the city, under surveillance, and tortured and killed a few rich children who traveled abroad? Can you explain why? ”

Ding Yi was silent, but Xiang Chen noticed that his sword eyebrows were wrinkled a little, and a fierce killing intent like a long knife out of the sheath seeped out layer by layer with the wrinkled eyebrows.

"Don't look at me like that." Xiang Chen didn't have any murderous intent, and frowned, "I'm not a rich kid, but I just read your information unintentionally." ”

“……”

“…… They deserve to be killed! ”

Ding Yi's heart was full of resentment, and the resentment in his eyes made Xiang Chen's heart rise cold.

Damn them!

Ding Yi spoke out in the gathering place in the wilderness, compared to Xiang Chen, who could live in a safe city, they were more like the ancient grass people, a group of people who really had no status and could not even guarantee their lives.

A bumpy life.

When he was five years old, his gathering place was breached, his father was killed in battle, and Ding Yi fled with his mother to another gathering place.

At the age of eleven, the gathering place was broken again, his mother died tragically in the mouth of the beast, and the young man Ding, whose face was torn apart by the beast, gritted his teeth and fled with the fleeing crowd for more than half a month, and finally found a new home and a new gathering place.

This gathering place is small, but it is hidden from the threat of strange beasts.

Ding once spent the most peaceful eight years of his life, in this small village-like gathering place, human nature is simple, because there are few people, everyone is more like family. The villagers accepted the boy with a half-broken face, as if he had come from hell.

He admired and respected everyone as the village chief of his clan.

He enjoyed the love and affection of a kind couple and considered them his adoptive parents in his heart.

He reaped love, and the daughter of his adoptive parents was a simple girl, who did not apply powder, but was very cute, and she did not dislike him for being ugly, and asked him if he would like to marry her. He promised to make her his bride.

Ding Yi became an adult, and he gradually showed his talent for martial arts, and soon surpassed the uncle of the one-star martial artist in the gathering place, and became the captain of the hunter team, often leading the team into the wilderness to hunt, improving the lives of everyone in the small village.

His adoptive parents persuaded him to go to An'an City to study, such a young martial artist is definitely enough to smooth out his lowly background.

Ding Yi refused, he was unwilling to leave alone. At the age of 18, he inquired, although an 18-year-old one-star martial artist can be accepted by the safety city, but it is not so rare to see, if you want to drag your family and bring these more than 100 people into the safety city together, it is a fantasy!

He was even more crazy, often plunging into the gathering area of alien beasts by himself, and a large number of alien beast meat, fur, and bones were continuously brought back by him, and the people in the village were shocked by his madness.

His fiancée cried and begged him to cherish his life.

Ding Yi turned a deaf ear, he only had one goal, to become a four-star martial artist before the age of 20! I heard that a 20-year-old four-star martial artist is enough to be valued by the government, and he has the authority of 200 places.

He wants all the villagers to get out of this precarious life and live in a safe and secure city!

He wants to hold a wedding with his fiancée in Safe City, in a beautiful way, so that his adoptive parents can live for a long time!

Finally.

When he was 19 years and 8 months old, he stepped on the pile of corpses of alien beasts, and Ding Yi roared excitedly in the sky.

At the age of 19 years and 8 months, that is, 1 year and 8 months after entering the period of strength explosion, Ding Yi successfully became a four-star martial artist, although compared to Ji Songshi, he was more than a year late, and he could not reach the level of demons, Ding Yi could definitely be called a genius martial artist.

He happily rushed back to the gathering place, not even caring about the alien beast materials, he just wanted to tell everyone the news as soon as possible.

There was no joyful celebration, and Ding Yi was greeted only with scarlet eyes.

Ding Yi went crazy.

Holding the ragged corpse of his fiancée, Ding Yi cried madly for a day and a night in a ruin, and talked to the corpse to himself for two days.

It wasn't until the corpse in his arms smelled of decay and a large swarm of flies and insects poured into the village that Ding Yi dragged his motionless and stiff body for three days to bury his fiancée, his adoptive parents, and all the villagers who had been raped and killed.

"I want my husband to be a hero!" This is what the girl loves to say to Ding Yi.

Ding Yi howled and cried.

What a hero, he's just an incompetent waste, a poor man who can't even protect what he cherishes!

Hatred, revenge!

This is the only obsession he has lost his soul.

Perennial hunting has given him a long sense of tracking and smell, and compared to the people in the safe city, the people in these gathering places are more like living in ancient times, and their survival ability is far better than that of the well-pampered people in the safe city!

The murderers didn't have any intention of concealing it, and left the gathering place with such a swagger.

Following the trail, Ding Yi walked all the way, and finally came to the fortress-like place.

Nanjing Security City, thirty kilometers south, military supply depot.