Hua Ye stood up suspiciously and carefully observed the bottom plate of the bath tub, and finally found that bubbles were gurgling up at the junction of the gaps, and Hua Ye leaned his head over in confusion—

"Bump!"

"Wow!"

"What people!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

There was a chaotic splash of water and splinters of wood flying, and Hua Ye fixed his eyes to see that a person was lying panting under the bathtub with a big hole underneath.

"Black... Black Wind? Thinking that he was still naked, the hand that was about to get the gun changed direction, put on his bathrobe, and stepped forward to take a closer look at the strange man.

It's really black wind, the black tattoo and resolute face are really easy to recognize, but the blackened blood stains and scars that have dried are oozing dark red into the water.

"Help... Help..."Hei Feng looked at Hua Ye weakly, to be honest, he might not be able to see who the person in front of him was, and the desperate Hei Feng didn't know how he hid in this place and evaded the search, at this moment it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and even a baby might easily solve him if he was weak.

Hua Ye shook his head, thinking to himself what was going on here, he first dragged Hei Feng's weak but heavy body to the sofa in the living room, looked for it a little and found that there was a first aid kit, and briefly treated Hei Feng's wounds.

"Okay, this bubble bath hasn't started yet, you have made it yellow, find them to take you away and fix the bathtub for me." Hua Ye clapped his hands up and down, ready to go out to call someone, but felt that his hand was grabbed.

"Don't go... I... I..."

"It's okay, we're all on our way, and the Amiya Escort can't catch you if they want to." Hua Ye tried his best to get his hand away, but this hand was like a plier, and he couldn't pry a finger no matter how he pried it, Hua Ye just wanted him to let go, and found that Hei Feng had fainted, unconscious, but that hand was holding on to it.

"Hey, why am I always so soft-hearted?" Hua Ye sighed and lay down on the sofa next to him, unconsciously falling asleep.

Hua Ye was woken up by a clang, at this time Hei Feng had just fallen off the sofa, and his hand that had nowhere to support knocked over the fruit plate on the coffee table to the ground, Hua Ye quickly helped Hei Feng back to the sofa and handed him a glass of water.

"I see that you have skin injuries, but you are bleeding a little too much." Hua Ye picked up the fruit on the ground and handed him one, "Come one?" ”

Hei Feng, who had pale lips, waved his hand, looked at the gauze on his body and then at Hua Ye, trembled and took a sip of water, and choked himself and sprayed it on the ground.

"You... Are you the powder gunner in the forest that day? Hei Feng watched it for a long time and finally remembered Hua Ye.

"That's right, it looks like your brain hasn't been broken yet." Hua Ye peeled the crystal orange to himself, "Let's talk about it, what's going on, I'm bored anyway." ”

Hei Feng breathed rapidly, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, and the sweat and the dry black blood scab mixed together made Hua Ye a little unbearable.

"Forget it, you better lie down and rest first, I see there is a first-aid pill here, you can eat it, and get a good night's sleep." Hua Ye handed him a black pill in the first aid kit.

"Why... Why didn't you report me? Black Wind struggled to put the pill in his mouth and swallowed it.

"Because I think you're a good person." Hua Ye stretched his waist and found that it was only midnight, and then said, "I'll sleep first, don't make noise with me before tomorrow morning." ”

Black Wind nodded, meditating on the ground and pranayama to recover from his injuries.

"Forget it, I can't sleep either," Hua Ye sat up from the bed, "How do you feel?" ”

Black Wind opened his eyes and let out a long breath, "Much better, thank you." ”

"Anyway, it's okay, let's talk for a while?" Hua Ye opened the drink cabinet, looked for it and found that it was basically wine, and the varieties were not known, and he was just about to take a bottle casually, when he heard Hei Feng say in the back: "The second bottle on your left hand and right, black essence bud wine, if you don't mind." ”

Hua Ye raised his eyebrows, nodded, and placed the two glasses in front of the coffee table to fill them with wine.

Black Wind looked at the two full glasses with a little disgust, thinking to himself how could there be a full glass of this spirit, and there was no ice added.

"Tell me what's going on with you." Hua Ye picked up the cup and poured a mouthful of snot and tears sprayed out, and Hei Feng waited for a long time before he recovered.

Hei Feng was silent for a while, took a sip of wine, and said slowly: "My strength comes from these black magic patterns on my body. ”

Hua Ye's eyes widened as he looked at the black tattoo-like symbols on Hei Feng's body, coughed twice and asked, "You said these are... Is it a magic pattern? How can it be? ”

Hei Feng sighed, and then told Hua Ye about his experience in a deep voice.

He himself has no cultivation talent, and he has only become stronger and more experienced in combat than ordinary people who have worked ten times and a hundred times harder, and he was bent on entering the Amiya City Guard, although he was commendable in other assessments, but his physical fitness assessment was only at the midstream level, which became the reason for those members who had entered through the relationship to squeeze him.

At that time, Hei Feng, who was still young and vigorous, believed that as long as he trained hard, he would definitely be able to pass the future assessment, but things were not satisfactory, and Hei Feng, who had been brushed off for various reasons for four consecutive years, once fell to the bottom, eager to gain strong strength, so his magic pattern was the product of that year.

"Life is difficult to withstand the operation of the rules of the magic pattern, this is everyone's common sense!" Hua Ye was extremely surprised, and he didn't pay attention to the wine glass in his hand that spilled halfway, "You go on, what's going on next?" ”

"At that time, I met a person, and now it seems that he should also be an old man, he pulled people all over the street and asked him to do experiments, and he could give him a lot of gold coins, but as soon as people heard that they were going to carve magic patterns on them, they immediately walked away, and I was in a daze, and I was also pulled by him."

"Did he tell you that the Flesh Pattern can make you stronger? So you went with him? ”

"That's right, I was also hot at the time, and I was pulled away by him. I remember it was a very tattered little threshold, but the power of powerful magical fluctuations emanating from the room convinced me that this man would not lie to me. So he started to wash my body with all kinds of messy things, and I don't know how many kinds of disgusting things I ate after many days, until he told me that it was almost over, and the nightmare officially began. ”

Hua Ye swallowed his saliva, the magic pattern of his flesh, he had never heard of it, and at this time, a big living person was telling this "legend", which could be said to have aroused his curiosity.

At that time, he said that in order to reduce the failure rate, he should start with the most basic and the most irrelevant parts of the body. Black Wind stretched out his left arm and pointed to the pitch-black skin on the back of his forearm, "This is one of the results of the first few failed solidified magic patterns, but this skin is really hard. With that, he took out the fruit knife in the fruit bowl and slashed the black mass twice, but it made a screeching sound of metal scraping.

"I have a lot of similar places. I don't know how many times I failed, but I was almost numb to the heart-piercing pain caused by the flesh demon pattern, and the old man managed to complete the first curing magic pattern on my right shoulder. ”

"Wait, wait, as far as I know, the magic pattern should be carved or outlined with a specific pattern on a specific carrier with magic materials, so what do you do?"

"A crystal knife dipped in the blood of Warcraft."

Hua Ye shuddered and motioned for him to continue.

"At the beginning, the depiction of the magic pattern had not yet been formed, so there was only an ordinary knife wound. Once the base case of the magic pattern is formed, that kind of power will seem to drain the blood and soul from my body, and the magic pattern that fails to portray will drain all the flesh and blood vitality of the base case, and become this kind of hard black block. Hei Feng rolled up his trouser legs and showed Hua Ye a few black round spots of different sizes on his body.

"The black magic pattern I have on my body is not black at first, but a dark blue, taken from the blood and materials of several magical beasts that are highly compatible with living beings from the ocean."

"So these patterns slowly turned black later?"

"That's right. It took me quite a bit of time to get used to the immense power it gave me, but the side effect it gave me was an overdraft of my vitality. That time in the Amia Forest, I did know that I couldn't overdraft like this anymore, so I wanted to end this mission quickly and quickly join the escort team with the bastard's connections. It's a pity..."

Only then did Hua Ye notice that the hair on Hei Feng's temples was still gray, but he looked less than forty years old.

Hua Ye nodded, expressing understanding, and just wanted to say something, when he suddenly felt a violent shock of the entire airship, and the wine bottles and fruit plates on the coffee table were scattered on the ground, and then the radio rang out:

"Attention passengers, attention passengers, the Split Cloud has been attacked by cloud thieves, please non-combatants hurry to the emergency shelter, and the combatants will quickly take position according to the third plan of the battle!"