The sacrificial fire gradually extinguished, and Lin Feng was keenly aware that with the burning of its sacrificial fire, he finally killed the unlucky guy from Nanyang.

To use an inappropriate analogy.

Lin Feng felt that at this moment, his second life seed was like a star, the sun of life.

This sun is surrounded by the rest of the planets, and these planets are like the earth, inseparable from the sun, the seed of life, and has become the source of life.

All the rest of the creations follow the source of life, and he can control the second life seed and export life force (essence element) to the god.

This is both a good and a bad.

The good thing is that his hair seems to be a weapon, and it has a certain amount of cooperation with his own spells, [bo], the sound of the whip.

He seems to be stronger.

The disadvantage is that his life seed is not like before, as long as he is not injured, the essence will be stored in it and will not disappear, and he needs to perform sacrifices at a fixed time to ensure that he has the life force in his second life.

Now it's almost more than 700 percent.

If it is calculated according to the current consumption, I am afraid that in another ten days, his second life seed will dry up.

Although he said that he usually didn't need it, it was really gone, so he was inexplicably a little flustered.

I can be useless, but you can't be without. ’

Predators who need to take the initiative.

Lin Feng took a closer look in the mirror and made sure that his hair had indeed reached his waist in an instant and began to grow wildly.

He lifted his hair and tried it a little.

A piece of paper turned in half in an instant.

The flexibility and sharpness of his hair—let's put it this way, Lin Feng's skin now looks like a tanned flesh skin, and even if he scratches it with a knife, it will leave a layer of white marks at most, like a cowhide realm.

And with the repeated use of his [Secret Food Method: Meal Wind Drink Dew], his skin continues to become stronger.

That's it, when he was picking his hair, he broke a hole, but fortunately, he used the life force of the second life seed to make himself not shed a drop of blood.

His hair is as sharp as this!

In this way, if he wants to harm Lin Feng, he is afraid that he will not even be able to find blood and hair.

In order to try on his hair, he gave up the furniture in the hotel.

Lin Feng didn't take a headband or hairpin, so he could only go down to buy things like this, wanting to tie his hair first.

Neither the hairpin nor the rest of the restraints are used on the head.

He could swear by a curse that he didn't attach any breath or spell to his hair, but even then, hair was not something that could be bound by ordinary things.

Headband, hairpin broken.

The cross-section looks extremely clear.

Lin Feng was speechless.

His hair should have been a murder weapon right now.

One carelessly, a flick of his hair, and a ground of blood on his back.

There may not even be a whole corpse.

Just thinking about this, Lin Feng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he carefully put his hair on both sides of him, the wind was blowing around, but his hair was motionless, as if it was stuck with hairspray.

Walking on the road, it caused a 300 percent return rate, and the spirit of the young man was adding long hair, and people felt sore eyes at a glance.

Coming out of the grocery store, Lin Feng thought about it carefully, and finally decided to take a hair from his head and tie up the rest of the hair, and even Lin Feng studied how to make his hair harmless.

Is it to bring a hat?

Or how to deal with it?

Lin Feng always felt that he had gone a little far.

Spells, changes, didn't learn everything, but it was the set of thieves, and he learned one out of ten.

I can fight by myself.

The old men who handle the skills are also very good at fighting.

How should he fight in the future?

Rushed up by himself, and the old buddies under his hands followed behind, plowing the court and sweeping the holes?

Plough the court and sweep the holes, can you deal with those weirdness?

Lin Feng wasn't sure.

He returned to the hotel, looked at the heavy carpet that had fallen on the ground, threw his newly purchased carpet on it, and motioned for the old buddies to keep running.

Started the study of [Secret Food Method: Meal Wind and Drink Dew].

Before studying, he sent a message to Li Gao, although it was a little clumsy, but he couldn't take care of it.

Take the good things, don't be ashamed, it's a big deal to use the sacrificial fire after the matter is over, and burn the relevant memories.

He believed that Li Gao would not mind—the hammer would not mind, and he believed that Li Gao would definitely mind this matter.

But he can't be consulted.

What kind of jokes, leaving traces of the so-called medium, to trigger something that he doesn't understand or know, Lin Feng has no intention of raising slaves, and he doesn't expect anyone to worship him.

Worship is to work, annoying, I didn't become a god to work for 007.

The [Guardians of the Galaxy] and the [Puppet Master], under the blessing of the incense, have grown up very quickly, and they have reached the fifteenth layer, where they can move at will within a radius of thirty-five meters.

It's enough for him to have old buddies.

Eat the elder brother, drink the elder brother, the elder brother is bitter, but the elder brother can't say it.

……

Downstairs in the complex.

Several nurses in white coats, five big and three thick, stood downstairs, confirmed the address, and went upstairs together.

The nurse aunt here, Li Gao saw it, and he could lift him up like a chick.

She's so athletic.

This is the psychiatric hospital that Li Gao found, he said, "Not hospitalized, but psychologically treated, but people are a little irritable." ”

Under the power of money, those people came quickly.

One of them was still holding an extremely thick needle, saying that it was a "tranquilizer", and looking at the uneasy look of the family in front of him, he took out the restraint belt again and said: "If you can control it and don't have a murder weapon in your hand, we will tie him to this." ”

Li Gao's mother was still a little hesitant.

Li Gao comforted him that he was fine, and only needed a little treatment - in fact, what he wanted was that through these people to pull his father out of the room for the time being, and he threw away this idol, he always had a strange feeling, this irritable act that his father did at home just now had an indescribable connection with the idol he invited, so no matter what, he had to send this thing away!

Send this thing away, and Dad will be fine.

At all costs.

But when they came to the door, the nurse put his hand on the doorknob.

The doorknob was crispy off.

This is not going to be done for these people.

The nurse looked at his hand a little sluggishly, and for some reason, he subconsciously looked at Li Gao, who hid far away, although he was far away, but his voice was loud.

He saw that the door lock had become like this, and he was more and more sure that something terrible must have happened here just now.

He touched the hair on his neck, prayed silently in his heart, and then said: "Yes, yes, this is it, yes, you go in, this is it!"

It's okay, you go in and bring out the gentleman inside. ”

He shouted loudly, and the nurses cautiously walked in, and saw Li Gao's father fainting on the ground, and they carried Li Gao's father out with their hands and feet, and Li Gao's mother was startled.

Li Gao's mother followed the car, but Li Gao didn't go out with him, he walked in alone, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to lose the idol.

Who knew that this time, Li Gao had miscalculated.

When he entered, the idol had been lifted, but none of the nurses who had just entered had seen it.

This is the subconscious self-protection psychology of people at work.

They subconsciously ignore the most dangerous thing in this room.

No one went to see it.

Because it is not seen, it does not hurt people.

Except for Li Gao, an iron-headed baby.

Only those who want to see it will "swim upstream" and choose to take the initiative to look for traces of danger, and those nurses are extremely fast, leaving Li Gao alone, standing in the house, I don't know why, Li Gao himself stood in this room alone, feeling a little creepy.

He looked up and saw the wooden carving that had been torn off the red cloth, and he didn't know why, but as soon as he saw this wooden carving, he grabbed his collar and immediately lay on the ground and vomited.

It's dark to vomit.

As for what you see?

He simply forgot what he saw.

In his mind, the impression at this moment was that he saw a bunch of multicolored monsters.

It was a well-fed python, a splendid spider the size of a palm, a thousand-legged centipede with a small arm, a big fist scorpion, and even more evil, indescribably colorful insects, which coiled together, seemed to be devouring each other, multiplying each other, and turning into a mass of colorful monsters, entrenched there.

The moment he saw him, everything on Li Gao's body was a warning.

He threw up.

The strangeness of this thing was beyond his imagination, and it simply pierced his eyes.

In such a situation, his legs were weak and his feet were weak, not to mention picking it up and taking it away, or getting up from the ground, it was extremely painful.

He was almost half-fainted next to a pile of vomit, and in the fear of a ghost pressing the bed, his mind kept babbling, thinking, thinking.

Although I don't know if it's useful, it's his spiritual sustenance.

Just like someone who pressed the bed, he would subconsciously recite "Amitabha", some recited the six-character mantra, and some recited the name of the god of the thunder department, Li Gao chose the god he believed in.

In sincerity, he read with great sincerity.

And Lin Feng, who was cultivating in a district away from him, was swallowing the wind around him at the moment, and he felt more and more that the wind around him seemed to have his own personality, and he and these winds seemed to be the same species, but there was still something different between him and these winds.

Whatever the reason, he has a membrane with these winds and can't play with them.

At this time, Lin Feng heard a voice.

Someone was calling him.

Moreover, Lin Feng also saw a thin silk thread that was different from the curse.

Lin Feng didn't burn him with a sacrificial fire - it was obvious that this was not an enemy, it might be another connection, because the Demon Binding Rope had no defense.

That's the problem.

How do I get to his phone?

Do you want to get it out?

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