Because it involved the race he possessed, and even related to that strange desert, Xu Yunshu became quite interested in this mark on Jia Bu's body.

He tore open Jab's shirt, allowing the mark to reappear in his view.

As seen before, it was a distorted and unpleasant purple.

Jabu wanted to resist, but he thought of the ten crushed finger bones in time, so he didn't dare to make the slightest move.

As I first observed, it was disgusting and extremely difficult to understand.

Those complicated lines seem to contain some kind of information - but Xu Yunshu is not sure about this, he just habitually interprets it, and then falls into a certain degree of confusion.

Without any reference information, this stuff is a mess.

It may even have no information at all, just the folds of this strange sarcoma.

It seems that the only way to get more information is to dissect it thoroughly.

Xu Yunshu picked up the sheep bone knife, and under Jia Bu's shocked gaze, the sheep bone knife was transformed again.

The lamb bone knife is transformed into a longer, sharper scalpel.

He held Jabu in place like a fixed skin, and the addict was completely embedded in the wall, and could only twitch faintly and struggle.

This level of twisting will not affect the accuracy of Xu Yunshu's knife at all.

Before Jia Bu could react, Xu Yunshu had already started to speed up his thinking, letting the knife in his hand gently cut through the purple sarcoma.

A thick, glue-like liquid slowly spilled out, like the color revealed from the outside, and the liquid took on a pure purple color.

At the same time, Jab let out a heart-rending wail of pain, as if the gentle slash had not just cut through the skin, but pierced his heart.

With the outflow of pus, the intricate lines around Jabu's sarcoma gradually shrank.

Those lines that spread to half of his chest turned out to be these purple and black pus blood!

The blood didn't look like ordinary liquids at all, and Xu Yunshu noticed that they seemed to be even more ...... Energetic?

They are not affected by gravity at all, and when they come out of the wound, they do not drip downward, but against the direction of the ground, and seem to be trying to climb.

As the pus continued to flow out, Jabu's body shape continued to change.

His body was originally quite burly in the eyes of ordinary people, but it was still a little worse than those possessed by dreams.

But now under Xu Yunshu's gaze, he continued to shrink, gradually became short and thin, and finally became a skinny ordinary person who survived.

Xu Yunshu immediately realized that this was the true appearance of Jia Bu.

When an addict is on the verge of death, it is indeed this virtue.

In other words, this strange purple viscous pus is the key to the sudden increase in the strength of Jabu's individual.

If you let your mind explore again, then Jab's so-called dream of white wolves and deserts is most likely due to them.

What exactly is this thing?

Xu Yunshu suddenly had an impulse in his heart, if he ingested this thing into his body, would there also be a situation with Jia Bu?

Will it suddenly increase in strength and dream of that desert?

This impulse is obviously not a forced attraction like the dream insect chrysalis, but Xu Yunshu's own curiosity and desire to explore.

But his cautious character is more able to guide Xu Yunshu's actions than these two.

Without determining the true nature of this thing, Xu Yunshu would never let it be touched even once.

But he could get a closer look at the strange thing's movements.

Xu Yunshu leaned over again, staring with his eyes at the purple mucus that was gushing upwards, watching it cross Jab's neck, climb up his cheeks, and finally split up.

A drop of pus, which is almost 10 milliliters in volume, differentiates into two drops of pus of equal size, and continues to scroll upwards.

The target location appears to be Jab's eyes.

Seeing this situation, Xu Yunshu couldn't help frowning.

It was only then that he finally settled on one thing.

This viscous liquid is definitely the product of some kind of dream world.

Could it be that Jian Lan's place has also begun to be invaded by the dream world?

Xu Yunshu guessed that this might be a precursor, and he was lucky to be the first to discover this matter.

But he didn't dare to make a complete conclusion, so he continued to observe the movement of the purple slime.

When the two drops of slime entered Jabu's eyes, they completely stained the man's already cloudy eyes purple.

This thin and almost deadly guy stared at Xu Yunshu with an extremely distracted expression, his eyes wandered, as if he wanted to imprint Xu Yunshu's entire body into it.

For a while, Xu Yunshu's heart was full of alarm bells.

He instinctively felt that he had been so immersed in observation that he had fallen into some unknown danger.

The source of this danger is, of course, the purple slime.

Xu Yunshu didn't have time to think, and handed the sheep bone blade in his hand forward, wanting to end Jia Bu's life immediately.

However, even though he was lightning fast, he was still a step slower.

The withered and emaciated man delivered the final blow of his life.

The two purple eyes seemed to provide enough pressure to burst open in an extremely strange way, bursting from their sockets and exploding into fireworks in the small shower.

The scattered droplets dispersed into mist at an extremely alarming speed, and Xu Yunshu saw that there was a purple patch everywhere.

None of the orange lights can hide their true colors.

At this moment, Xu Yunshu put himself into thinking acceleration mode.

The entire shower room becomes a static stereoscopic image.

He began to think on his own - in fact, there was no need for complicated thinking at all, and Xu Yunshu could clearly understand one thing.

This final attack is no child's play.

He must not get contaminated with these purple things, not even a little mist.

After making such a judgment, Xu Yunshu immediately started a plan for self-protection.

The first is that you can escape at top speed, which doesn't work.

After all, this strange purple mist had already ejected and spread itself in the most violent way.

Even at the speed of a fifth-level possessor, it was impossible for him to escape from this place before the purple mist sticked.

In other words, his only way out was to hold up a barrier that could block the purple mist from sticking to his body.

Coincidentally, Xu Yunshu happened to have the right props in his hand.

The sheep bone he held in his hand from outside the headquarters of Hengxing Group came in handy now.

Xu Yunshu's thinking accelerated state, which made him realize that his thinking speed was extremely fast, and after the brain gave instructions and his consciousness had spent a long time, his body began to react.

But the speed of his body's reaction was almost instantaneous.

He gripped the blade of the sheep bone, and suddenly exerted his potential power, and began a new transformation of this bone.