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It comes from the abdomen of the thorny scales, it should be invulnerable to knives and guns, Ji Ge has tried, and water and fire can't help it, but at the moment of entry, after contact with saliva, it becomes soft and thin, and it is effortless to inhale.

Could it be that it is born to be devoured by people, and living beings devour each other, what kind of evil thoughts is the creation?

The same is true of the black clothes.

Ji Ge didn't have much time to think, and when the blood rhombic turned into liquid and slid into his throat, he raised his body and made strange and strange movements, which were extremely fast, like pointing obliquely at the alien sky.

The moment the liquid flowed into his stomach, Ji Ge's face changed color in an instant, and the black qi surged wildly, as if it had been silent for too long, and a strong pain that burned his body wrapped it, without a single gap.

Like a spark falling into a pile of old hay, the momentum of the prairie fire is irrepressible, every pore of his is stretching and spraying hot air, his expression is ugly, and the pain is unbearable, but it only wrinkles his facial features.

The black snake that had been lurking in his body for a long time and had never taken the initiative to make a movement was burning more and more in this fire, as if he had taken off the bridle and thrived at an uncontrollable speed, and the blood flow was ten times higher than usual, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed, and his face was as red as blood.

With Ji Ge's snorting, every rough gasp seemed to shake out the pounding heart in his arms and jump into his throat.

"Ahhh

His tense body seemed to swell in a circle, and there was an indescribable feeling of not vomiting unpleasantly, and countless bruised rays of light flashed across his face, but he did not vent his hammer on the ground, but relentlessly changed his twisted posture in the violent trembling.

It is a shortcut to cultivate the human body in this way to suck the vitality of the blood ling, and transform it into use, but the process is undoubtedly extremely painful, and the body is like stuffed into a furnace, which can be said to be miserable, but it is not long, and the result is a rapid progress that is difficult to have all year round.

Such a short-term price can be accepted by every young man in black, and he is willing to accept it, and the sudden and perceptible strengthening of the power in his hands is more satisfying and exciting for them than the slightest growth that is faint to the point of imperceptibility day by day, and every piece of blood that appears is regarded as a treasure.

In the later period of Ji Ge's passive evasion, even a small finger will cause a bloody scramble, and all parties will follow.

Every time the ending ends with dozens of people being disabled, even as a leading soldier, but it is indifferent to the outermost people who are not taken seriously like cannon fodder, and there are occasional deaths.

This situation is not uncommon, it is a norm, Ji Ge has never experienced it, but what he has seen and heard before, as well as what he has encountered, has made him extremely sober to realize that he is far more than one who is obsessed with strength, or who lives better and longer.

They are more insatiable, and they are more ruthless and cold, just like a torrent is coming, and there are stepping stones to make sure that at least they are not the first to die.

It was the crowded heads of others, and they had to wait until the flood water had overflowed their heads before they could get wet.

Ji Ge's rough breathing gradually calmed down, his movements were retracted, and the feeling of fire in his body had gradually faded as he was absorbed and transformed by the black qi.

The cold feeling brought by the black gas spread all over the body, reaching the neck, Ji Ge silently guarded his heart, and his eyes were always clear, not eroded by the obscurantist darkness.

He borrowed the black qi as his pupil, and looked inside his body, the broken wound was almost intact, and the black qi became more and more condensed, and the blood was only a hair-like remnant, which would completely melt in a short time.

This time he swallowed Xueling, the effect was wonderful, almost no leakage was leaked to digest it all, and the degree of absorption and transformation far exceeded his previous use, maybe it may be his two years of precipitation and accumulation, or it may be that he has been insisting on practicing physical arts when swallowing Xueling.

As a result, Dashan did not waste a trace of Xueling's vitality, and Ji Ge didn't know that the danger of doing so was even worse, only when he was so stunned that he secretly picked it up from the slaughterhouse for the first time, and tasted the sweetness, he naturally didn't stop after that, and he didn't feel that he was risking it.

The cold and heat both retreated with the subsidence of the black snake at this time, Ji Ge felt no strange feeling in his whole body, his five fingers clenched his fists, and he felt that the strength in his shoulders and arms was not only greater, but his eyebrows and eyes gradually calmed.

This is the first time that he has been precipitated in two years to burst into brilliance, and after that, it will be used endlessly.

The difference between gain and loss is so bizarre and gratuitous.

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After Ji Ge swallowed the blood ling, he didn't get out of the hole for a few days, and then went to find another one, but buried his head in the shallow hole to cultivate, and stabilized the strength of refinement, so that he could do whatever he wanted.

Nowadays, every day food and water are left at the entrance of the cave by the black clothes, instead of coming in and placing them there, when Ji Ge sets out to get it, he finds a black shadow jumping, pausing for a moment in front of every hole inhabited by young men in black, and then leaving.

If no one came to pick it up, the shadow would have been taken away the next night and replaced with a new one in its place, and it was not broken. But if there is no trace of movement for a long time, it may not be the same, and it is another matter, at least Ji Ge has not found a broken hole for a few days.

It seems that the fort attaches great importance to what they do, even if it is not safe, it never asks about your life and death in private, and it has nothing to do with them, and their thoughts are very cold and indifferent, as long as they distribute enough food and water to sustain their livelihood, it is enough, but it has not been cut off for a day.

Ji Ge saw that there was no dust in front of those holes, but when he saw the package that no one had come to pick up for a long time, there was no greed, his was enough, and he didn't like it if he reached out too long to touch others.

It's just that they don't know if they're still looking for minerals, or if they've gone to some other cold place.

Turning back to the cave, Ji Ge was still calm, those eyeliners always swept into the hole, those forces colluded but after all, it was still all taboo, if it was broken by the black shadow, the consequences were unimaginable, they would not be willing to take the risk that their efforts would be ruined, even if it was a possibility.

The more greedy you are to live, the less courageous you are.

Ji Ge is too, he is more greedy than ordinary people, but he is not in love, when it comes to his own safety, his every thought is extremely cold and cautious, squeezing his potential at that bottom line.

In the past few days, there was a visitor he expected, but it was not too unexpected. On that day, Char called out his name under his hole, which attracted the eye, but when he saw the silver hair, he looked away from him, quickened his steps, and left the place. Among the newcomers in black, he also has the power to be inferior to the iron slave, Ji Ge had vaguely realized this before, he was no longer the big kid who only knew how to laugh stupidly all day long two years ago.

When Ji Ge heard the sound, he seemed to be afraid that he would be bored, and it sounded again after a pause, but it made him even more upset, and after a long time, he came out and looked down on him, and without nodding, he turned around and entered the cave again.

It seems that when he came back, he was not so hidden, he didn't alarm anyone, and he was still looked at by many eyes, but these people may also have Tsar in their eyes.

After seeing Ji Ge appear, he went in again, and he was not stunned for long, and he swept the faces that looked back with doubts from time to time in the evasion with those silver eyes, and he felt a cold in his eyes, and he felt a pain, quickened his pace, and didn't dare to stay longer. He wasn't worried that those people would be tongue-in-cheek, because he had already given the order, and someone would solve the problem for him, persuade and warn or make people shut up forever, and fly up and down to the hole where Ji Ge was, and after careful consideration, he entered the cave entrance.

Zar didn't come out for a long time, he talked a lot with Ji Ge, and talked a lot, there was a faint low voice in the cave, there were disputes and dead silence, but no one knew all this, and those who knew had already closed their mouths or passively chose to remain silent.

When Zar came out, it was a long time later, and no one could get out or in from the rock wall during that time, and he looked back at the shallow hole, as if he could still see the silent Ji Ge sitting in the darkness very close.

His silver eyes showed guilt and embarrassment, but in an instant, he turned something soft into hard, and when his body fell, his face was already wearing a cold and cold mask of indifference as he walked.

After his figure appeared, a group of figures showed their figures and walked over from a distance, and immediately bowed down when they saw him, their heads buried deep and they didn't dare to say more.

As if he hadn't seen it, he walked through the middle of their way, without saying a word, as if the group of people in front of him bowed their heads as if they were frozen, and every step of his back was very resolute and resolute, gradually moving away, his silver hair was slightly brushed, and his body shape was very strange, like a young king walking in the frozen thorn land.

Even though his ankle was cut and covered with blood, he never took half a step in cowardice, and forgot to leave a way back for himself.

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