Spit Zone!

This was the destination of Ling Chen's trip, and after a few days of long travel, he finally came to this place where the spurned were the most. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, Ling Chen came here not because it was more peaceful than other places, on the contrary, there were often cases of indiscriminate injuries and indiscriminate killings.

But what Ling Chen liked was its chaos and lack of purpose, so he didn't have to worry about being chased and killed by cultivators.

He knew very well that what he needed was time and a chance to become a cultivator, and the only thing that might give him time and a chance to cultivate was this irregularity of the spitting zone.

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Chen covered his stinky black clothes and walked into the spitting area with his appearance covered.

Where the spitting area comes into view, it is all desolate, and the blood pools are all exposed to the air, and even the air exudes a strong fishy smell, which makes people want to nauseate when they come to smell.

Ling Chen took a deep breath, he knew that when he came here, he had to be familiar with the environment here in order to survive better...

"Whew~la!"

Suddenly, a hideous-looking spitter jumped out of the pool of blood, his whole body was covered with black lines the size of an earthworm, and his face was full of blood...

Yao is Ling Chen, who has a strong mental quality, and he was also taken aback.

Just ask, there is a monster that suddenly rushes out of the pool of blood, are you afraid?

I'm used to hearing about mermaids in the water on the earth, but where are the mermaids now? It's a monster, are you afraid?

Disgusting?

Ling Chen was really disgusted, licked his dry lips, his eyes fixed on this spitter, and secretly prepared for it.

"Quack~quack!"

The Spit Spit seems to have been imprisoned in its soul, and it can't even speak, only to make bursts of unknown sounds. After making two strange sounds, the Spit Destroyer slowly approached Ling Chen, sniffing at him!

"Quack~quack!"

After smelling the smell of Ling Chen's body, the Spit Spurned two strange sounds again, as if conveying something, yes and what he was sure.

Ling Chen also noticed it, staring cautiously around, he found that the blood pool around him, the blood water surged a few times and then there was no movement!

"Quack~quack!"

The Spit screamed at the Dust Monster twice, then pulled a stump from its wet clothes, squeaked, and bit it.

Ling Chen didn't know why they didn't attack him, and why they made such strange movements, but Ling Chen knew that although he was indifferent, he was far from being able to eat human flesh, watching this spit on the human flesh bite by bite, Ling Chen really wanted to vomit...

Then I watched his mouth full of blood flow out between his teeth, filling his entire jaw, and from time to time, he stretched out his crimson tongue and licked it down...

Ling Chen's eyes quickly avoided it, out of sight, but the squeak, squeaky chewing sound tickled his heart all the time...

Suddenly, a faint feeling of homesickness lingered in Ling Chen's heart, he was a little homesick, thinking about the earth without gunpowder, but he might never be able to go back.

Similarly, he also knows that the disgusting and cruelty here is only the tip of the iceberg of this world, but just the blood and disgusting, just the tip of the iceberg, he can't stand it, what can he do to live?

In fact, he knew that he was very tired, he became a killer at the age of ten, and then it was another ten years of life and death struggle, and many times he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that as soon as he fell asleep, it would be that bloody scene.

But today, ten years later, he no longer has to face a simple assassination, but also the destruction of the rules of the world, the mercy of fate, and the disgusting scene.

Ling Chen knows that he has no choice, no one listens to you complaining, no one worries about you, no one cries for you, once you die, you will become like these people in front of you who are not human ghosts or ghosts.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Ling Chen's state of mind was sublimated again, but he knew that if he wanted to live here, then you had to become more indifferent than anyone else, more cruel than anyone else, and only live for one person, then you could live.

All in all, one will make a lot of bones!

In the blink of an eye, Ling Chen found that the corpse had returned to the pool of blood, and he guessed that these spits might have acquiesced to Ling Chen's use as part of the spitting area.

"Tu~Tu!"

"Huh?"

Ling Chen, who just wanted to leave, was suddenly stunned, how could someone make such a regular knock on the ground in this gloomy spitting area?

Ling Chen looked for prestige, and saw a blind old man dressed in gray, skinny, and ugly, who was holding a bamboo pole to explore the way in front.

Such a strange scene, when you meet such a strange person, it is better to do nothing.

Ling Chen glanced at the old man, but he didn't see it, and left quickly in the other direction!

"Tu~Tu"

The sound of knocking on the ground is back!

What rice?

Can't move!

Ling Chen found that he couldn't move, so he couldn't move as much as he could.

What is the situation? Ling Chen couldn't figure it out... Could it be the sound of the ground?

"Tu~Tu!"

Two more sounds, this time he noticed that his body was starting to get out of control. Seeing his opponent retreat unobediently, Ling Chen's heart was messy, and he hurriedly wanted to shout!

"Quack, quack!"

Then there was a surge in the pool of blood.

Ling Chen originally wanted to try his luck, but he didn't think that he could really summon the Spit One, as for why, he didn't bother to think about it, whether he could use it or not, it was a bastard.

But God didn't fulfill people's wishes.

"Tuk, tuk!"

The old man made two more sounds, and all the movements in the pool of blood returned to normal.

Seeing this, Ling Chen knew that he had encountered hard scum, looking at his feet involuntarily following the old man's side, Ling Chen was silent, he knew that in the face of absolute strength, everything he did was in vain, and now he could only respond to all changes with the same!

"Tu~Tu"

"Tu~Tu"

"Tu~Tu"

.........

Tossing and turning, Ling Chen was finally brought to a very dilapidated wooden house, but at this moment, the world had entered a dark time, the sky was dark, and he could see many things very blurry...

"Squeak~ah!"

The old man gently pushed open the door, groped his way into the room, and then felt a flint from his arms, and slowly touched the tabletop...

"Boom!"

.........

The old man lit it three times in a row before he lit the lamp on the table!

Ling Chen kept watching the old man's strange behavior, but he was very puzzled, what was the use of a blind man lighting a lamp? But he didn't bother to think deeply, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

There was a faint halo in the room, and the old man tapped the ground again, and Ling Chen's feet suddenly moved again, dragging him back until he sat on the chair in the back.

Ling Chen really hated these involuntary behaviors, and then stared at the old man coldly.

The old man didn't care about Ling Chen's cold gaze, and then sat on the chair next to him, then put the bamboo pole in his hand aside, opened his eyes that emitted a green glow, and opened Ling Chen's eyes...

Seeing this, Ling Chen was stunned, how to describe him? Ling Chen thought that only those vengeful female ghosts on the earth could describe the old man, and the only difference was age and gender.

"Young man, don't you feel rude when you stare at me like this?" the old man said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, Ling Chen's eyes shrank, how could he speak? Suppressing the surprise and questions in his heart, he said coldly: "Ga~Ga!"

When the old man heard this, he said with an ugly smile: "Young man, it's not good to panic, but it's even worse to deceive people, don't you say!