"Hey...... Call...... Hey...... Call...... Hey...... Whew......"

One murmur after another came from the lighthouse on the island, a small desert island, even the lighthouse that was originally built on the island has long been abandoned, with mottled lighthouse walls, rusty red iron gates, and headlights that will never light again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the continuous popularization and development of modern navigation technology, the role of the lighthouse at sea is not as great as before, and perhaps after a while, it may really be only from some fairy tales and fables that you can see the old man guarding the lighthouse again.

The whispers had a rhythmic rhythm, like a boatman's horn, uninterrupted, and inside, as if a prisoner was being tortured.

A seabird landed on the rusty iron gate beneath the lighthouse, and it seemed to be accustomed to the sound coming from inside, which had continued for the last few months, almost throughout the day.

The seabird, which has just finished predation, stands firmly on the iron gate with its feet firmly and leisurely arranging its feathers, and you can see that it is very leisurely.

"Bang Bang ......"

The iron door that was half-hidden was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and the waterfowl fell off the iron door suddenly, and when it fluttered its wings and was ready to fly, the iron door did not give it time to struggle, and the whole body was in close contact with the iron door and the wall, and then the bones of the whole body were broken and fell down, obviously dead and could not die anymore.

Out of the iron gate, came a man, if he could still be called a man;

Because this person's whole body is so thin that almost only skin and bones remain, a layer of metallic skin is wrapped around the bones, and at the same time, there are blood lines looming on the skin.

"Hey...... Call...... Hey...... Whew......"

When he came out, this sound kept coming out of his throat, and living like this was the greatest torture, and it was, and it was.

The man's left eye is red and his right eye is black, and the completely different eyes look particularly strange in the sun, as if a hungry ghost has just crawled out of hell, even if you see him in broad daylight, it will give people a feeling of numbness in the scalp.

Su Bai walked slowly to the shore, and the waves beat from time to time, splashing the salty smell of seawater.

In this place, he stayed for more than two months, draining almost his blood to the maximum, dissipating all the energy in his body, and here with only one breath, he forcibly supported himself from death.

This is the cultivation method that Su Bai chose for himself after leaving Shanghai, and at the same time, it is also a kind of torture for himself.

Because of the constraints of broadcasting and the damn moral criterion in his heart, it is destined that if Su Bai wants to vent in the real world, it will be difficult to kill innocents indiscriminately in the real world, but the pressure in his heart and that anger must find a breakthrough to release, otherwise his whole person will collapse.

Punishing oneself and torturing oneself, at the same time, it is also a kind of self-cultivation, this method is not taught to Su Bai, it is Su Bai who has figured it out by himself, sitting on the bench in the rain that day, seeing his bloodline manifesting to accompany him, Su Bai thought of this method in his mind, since he is not willing to touch cause and effect for the time being, he can only focus on tapping his own potential, that is, the potential of his own bloodline.

Su Bai has a lot of blood, and even if you say it in general, the black dragon scale can be regarded as a weak dragon bloodline, but the two bloodlines that Su Bai really relies on are the blood clan and the zombie bloodline.

During this time, Su Bai first squeezed himself dry, and then relied on desperately squeezing the potential of the blood clan bloodline and the zombie bloodline to continue his life, and if the potential could not be squeezed out, he would have to die!

Up and down the body, the pain that is constantly transmitted all the time can make Su Bai stop thinking about other things, such as his cheap parents, such as the little guy, and even the radio can be forgotten.

The reason why a crazy person is called crazy is that he can do things that ordinary people can't do, such as torture himself, and he almost plays himself to death.

In the real world, there are those who enjoy life, those who are complacent, those who are willing to be plain, and naturally those who persevere in cultivation to find opportunities, but there are very few people like Su Bai who put themselves in a dangerous situation no less than the story world.

"Hey...... Call...... Hey...... Whew......"

Su Bai's body began to slowly swell, gradually recovering to his appearance, but now his body was very weak, and his complexion was extremely pale, looking very miserable.

But at least, he didn't die, and, through the self-squeezing of these few months, his cognition of the power of the blood clan and the cognition of the power of the zombies can be said to be on a higher level, and when he finds the right opportunity to recover the qi and blood in his body to restore the state, he will definitely go further than before, but what is more embarrassing is that going to the next level does not refer to being promoted to a senior audience, but still belongs to the senior rank of the veteran, and that layer of membrane has never been able to poke through.

This island is actually not far from the shore, and there are often fishing boats or tourist boats passing by, even if you can't wait for the boat, Su Bai is not a big problem to swim back alone, it's a big deal to eat seafood here for a few days to replenish his physical strength, for an audience of Su Bai's level, except for some secret realms in the real world, there are very few harsh natural environments that can make him have any accidents.

All afternoon, when no boat came, Su Bai caught some fish and shrimp, lit a fire here, and began to roast himself.

When the fish and shrimp are grilled to the point of fragrant aroma, a fishing boat with a light on the light comes here, and the purpose of the fishing boat is very clear, that is, to come here.

Su Bai tore off a piece of fish and ate it to himself.

The fishing boat docked, and a middle-aged man with a beard on his face jumped down excitedly with two refrigerators and ran directly to Su Bai.

"My lord, my lord, I'm here. ”

The man placed two refrigerators in front of Su Bai, and if nothing else, they contained fresh blood bags.

Su Bai stretched out his finger and pointed to the simple grill in front of him, motioning for the man to eat together.

The man was a little flattered, and despite the heat, he picked up a fish and began to devour it.

This man's name is Hu Hanlin, he is the boat boss in this area, a low-level listener, Su Bai found him on the audience forum, when he posted a post in the forum, talking about his previous experience of smuggling, Su Bai privately chatted with him and asked him to help him find a quiet desert island where no one disturbed.

After the other party knew Su Bai's identity, he immediately complied, and when Su Bai came to Chaoshan, he was directly responsible for receiving and sending Su Bai to this island.

And Su Bai also casually threw two magic weapons that he couldn't use and gave them to him, of course, these two magic weapons are naturally of great use to people of Hu Hanlin's level, so it is normal for him to be so attentive to Su Bai now.

After eating some barbecue, Su Bai, who hadn't eaten for several months, sensed that his stomach, which might have been asleep, began to operate again after the food entered his stomach, and a feeling called "alive" was now so clear to Su Bai.

Then, Su Bai began to suck blood, tearing open a hole in the blood bag, letting the blood flow into his throat, blood, delicious sweetness, what a nostalgic taste.

With the influx of a large amount of blood, Su Bai's face began to gradually recover, although he did not return to his peak state, but he had recovered a few times, but Su Bai felt that if he fought with himself in his previous peak state in this state, he might not have any disadvantages, this is "suicidal cultivation" The increase brought by him, but no matter how big the increase, Su Bai is still only a veteran, and there is no problem with him almost one-on-one suppressing the rest of the veterans before, but now it is still like this, it can only be said that if the veterans want to fight with Su Bai in the future, unless they are really the absolute leaders in the entire circle of veterans in the East or the West, the rest of them are not qualified to compete with Su Bai at all.

But...... It is still much worse than Su Bai's original goal, and he seems to have vaguely touched the membrane of the advanced audience, but there is still nothing he can do to pierce that membrane.

Su Bai remembered that the last time he entered the story world of "nuclear explosion", he saw the picture of the Western listener forcibly breaking through to the high-level audience by fusing his own doppelganger, and relying on pure quantitative transformation to make a qualitative transformation, which seemed to be feasible, but the risk was really too great.

"I've heard that a lot of adults are going to Foshan now. Hu Hanlin approached Su Bai and said, "There is an adult who knows me well, and I was in charge of receiving Chaoshan when I went to Foshan the day before yesterday, and he was better." Hu Hanlin showed a look that you know.

"Go to Foshan, what's the matter?"

"How can I know this, my lord, your phone is all in my place, why don't you call and ask yourself?" Or will I arrange it for you tonight?"

"What are the arrangements?special services?" Su Bai sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Hu Hanlin on the shoulder, "Although I know that I don't have a backache when I talk like this, but for the audience, you can contact relationships, feelings, and make friends, which is understandable, but the most important thing is your own strength, less than a level of strength, you will never be able to make real friends."

You used to be a boat boss, and you are also an old fritter who has been in the society, in fact, you should understand this truth. ”

"Yes, I understand, I understand. Hu Hanlin nodded hurriedly, and then walked back to the fishing boat with Su Bai, and when he got on the fishing boat, Hu Hanlin whispered to Su Bai again: "My lord, what flavor do you like?

"Didn't I just tell you, call you ......" Su Bai was a little speechless at this Hu Hanlin, a copy of the whole fat man.

"......Forehead" Hu Hanlin was a little helpless, so he had to say: "The adult who received him the day before yesterday also told me such a full truth, and then he asked a pair of mature and female to serve." ”