Ji Ge heard Zar's words, but the palpitations that woke up in the dream were still lingering in his heart, and his brain was as chaotic as paste, groggy and a little sluggish.

The door creaked open, but there was still no one speaking, and it took Ji Ge a while to realize that it should be something wrong with Zar and went back again, and turned his head to look.

The female teacher's indifferent eyes stared at him quietly, and there was no joy or anger on her sallow face.

Ji Ge wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, there was pain everywhere in his body, and his heart was piercing, making his face even paler, and his two eyebrows were wrinkled.

"Hmph, don't pretend. I'm just here to see if you're dead, and since you're not dead, give me a good life. You still have a lot to do about what I have commanded. ”

She sneered, and instead of looking at Ji Ge again, she walked to the central flower garden and her eyes fell on it. Somehow, yesterday Ji Ge also confirmed the growth of these flowers, and there was no sign of flowering, and at this time, a few of them were filled with dense flower bones!

It seems to have appeared out of thin air overnight, and most of them have been planted by female teachers recently. These flower bones are full and lovely, with a faint dark fragrance, but in Ji Ge's eyes, they are tantamount to a flood beast, and even surpassed.

After the female teacher finished speaking, she was about to leave, suddenly stopped, and dropped some sun-dried yellow-black herbs on the ground, splashing a puff of powder.

"If you don't want to die, pick it up and take it. Your life is still useful. ”

Ji Ge's front began to blur, there was dizziness, and his eyelids were fighting, but he kept shaking his head and holding on to himself, and after vaguely listening to the last words of the female teacher before leaving, he fell heavily and fell asleep.

By the time he woke up, his heart palpitations had subsided, his body pain had been reduced a lot, and he had regained a little strength.

He got up slowly, looked at the yellow-black herbs on the ground, hesitated for a while, remembered what the female teacher said, and bent down to pick it up. The herbs are so sun-dried that they can't see their specific shapes, and with a little force on their two fingers, they can be crushed into powder, with a faint putrid smell.

The female teacher will not let him die now, so naturally she will not give him poisonous things, and she is so weak now that she can't stand the toss. Thinking of this, Ji Ge swallowed the herbs mixed with water and swallowed them into his stomach, but he didn't taste anything.

The herbs were in the stomach, exuding a warm heat, and the forehead was oozing sweat, but it was extremely comfortable, and Ji Ge's pale face had a trace of blood.

I found some more food and devoured it, and the blood became more and more intense.

After doing this, Ji Ge straightened his face, sat down cross-legged and began to close his eyes and feel the injuries in his body.

The black qi that was originally disturbed and rioted due to mental trauma was no longer the most important, and even under serious injuries, it was necessary to forcibly raise the black qi to fight, and the internal and external strands were vigorously squeezed, and the reverse flow of qi and blood could be healed, it was only a matter of time.

The most terrifying injury was caused by him using the power of gabion gold dust to absolutely burn black qi to kill the enemy, and his blood vessels and intestines were burned, and the burning pain was incomparable, and he almost burned this body.

But those horrible wounds began to squirm, as if they were scabbing off, white, with signs of healing, coupled with a heat from the abdomen, making this healing faster, I am afraid that it will not be completely healed in a few days.

But Ji Ge's face did not have a trace of joy, and even his eyes dimmed instantly, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot despair and ...... Unwilling!

"No! No way, since I'm not dead, why do I have to strip off my black qi!! I can't hate with my hand, what's the difference between this and letting me die!!"

Ji Ge's eyes were red, first he muttered, and then he became a hoarse roar, like a cry, like a howl, extremely miserable, and the whole person looked like crazy!

At this time, Ji Ge's body was empty, and the black gas seemed to be annihilated in the burning, and it disappeared completely, and under Ji Ge's frantic search, he couldn't find any traces, leaving only scars all over his body, making him a wasted person!

"I don't believe it!"

Ji Ge was like crying blood, trembling all over, paranoid and making human body drawings over and over again, unable to accept this sudden, more terrible thing for him than death.

When the limit came again and again, Ji Ge was convulsed, his green tendons bulged like earthworms, and he was dyed dark red because of congestion, and his expression was distorted and extremely vicious.

He got up and fell, and got up again, as if he had returned to the original time, the stubborn figure in the eyes of everyone in the giant hall.

Not long after waking up, the body that had not yet healed was overwhelmed, and it seemed that every piece of muscle was telling of pain, Ji Ge collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again, and didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, so he looked straight ahead, empty and dead.

Suddenly, just when Ji Ge wanted to die in despair like this, he suddenly felt that every bone in his body was shrinking, as if he was being tightly pinched by a giant, and his soul was about to be squeezed out of his body. With the crunching of the bones, the black qi seemed to break the hard confinement, and the tide rolled out from the depths of the limbs and hundreds of bones, even more thick and behemoth than before!

Lost and regained, great sorrow from the corners of Ji Ge's eyes, hot tears slipped down his cheeks, but in just an instant, he wiped it dry and sat up suddenly. Holding his breath to stabilize the black qi surging out of his body, what made him more and more happy was that the black qi seemed to be mixed with a trace of plunder, and he did whatever he wanted, like an arm and a finger, without the slightest jerky and disordered feeling.

Ji Ge opened his eyes, his gaze erupted like a torch, and he couldn't be seen for a long time.

For a long time, Ji Ge looked at him. Under the flow of black qi, the injuries in the body are like molten iron rolling through the snow track, recovering quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it does not take long to heal, and it is even stronger than before the injury.

After the first important thing was done, Ji Ge's expression gradually calmed down, his eyes flickered, he turned his hand and put the dagger in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

The dagger was still rotten and rusty, but much thinner than before, and seemed to have fallen off quite a bit, revealing a blade that shone with a cold glow and a black light, like some kind of notch that released something evil.

Ji Ge couldn't really remember what happened before the mountain earthquake, as if he was taken into possession by another irresistible ancient consciousness, and successfully plundered and devoured Feiji's corpse in a daze.

And the last trace of feeling was that the source of this consciousness came from the dagger in his left hand!

"Dad, it's up to you to keep me alive. Ji Ge's eyes were filled with deep sadness and reminiscence, and tears flickered.

The handsome old man with silver-gray hair who was always meticulously combed, the humble turtle boy who laughed and scolded with bad water but always had a deep love, and the one who looked at him helplessly and talked to the donkey skin and was lazy...... Dad!

His heart was hard as stone, because it contained the softest thing.

Ji Ge let the tears pass and didn't wipe them again.

Ji Ge slammed the door shut in his dream, he didn't want the so-called god-given gabion, he even hated it, so he threw away the god-given and clenched the dagger.

He wants to hold this rusty dagger in his hand and tear apart his fate!

......

The slaughterhouse has always been a strange place in the castle, from which all the meat is sent down from the whole mountain, and it is filthy, and a group of ordinary men at the bottom of the castle live on alcohol anesthesia. But there is always an endless stream of strange beasts, which are uncovered and flow into the dense low houses on the edge of the back cliff.

Except for Ji Ge, few of the teenagers know about this place. There has never been a man in black who has no other face willing to set foot here, or is it strictly forbidden to step in.

No one cared about it, as if it had been forgotten by the whole castle.

The night was shrouded, the men were already asleep, and the small courtyard was quiet and cold. The sky is deep, dark clouds cover the moon, only a few cold stars are flickering, hazy, barely illuminating the footsteps of outsiders in the small courtyard.

Tonight, the small courtyard was particularly lively, with two uninvited guests.

The butcher was not too dirty, so he sat on the ground against the old tree, took a sip of wine, and touched the big dog curled up beside him. The old branches of the trees were dancing with their teeth and claws, casting dappled starlight, and the shadows were wrong, and the butcher seemed to enjoy all this, and when he heard the footsteps of the comer, he did not look up, but spoke lightly.

"With such a big movement today, I already knew you were coming. Sit down, don't worry, if you left me alive, I will do your thing, and it won't be too late for me to finish drinking. ”

The middle-aged man stood blankly for a long time before he sat down slowly.

He took off the gold wire lens on the bridge of his nose and opened his mouth as if he were facing an old friend, a little stunned, a little regretful: "You don't have to go this far, isn't it more difficult to enter my skeleton than to die." ”

The butcher drank the wine in his hand without taking a sip, smiled freely as if relieved, and said: "You know, I have made up my mind, and it is also my will to come to this point, and it has nothing to do with you." But I don't have any regrets about being able to see your crazy ideas before I die, and even get into them......"

"Haha, you bunch of complete madmen......" The butcher leader stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and handed the wine bag in his hand to the middle-aged man: "I'm a little drunk, you can help me finish this last sip!"

The middle-aged man raised his head and drank it all, threw the wine bag under the tree, "Let's go." ”

Aladdin curled up and didn't move, his two small eyes looking at the figures of the two walking away, shivering in the cold wind and making a whimpering sound.