"Claim your Devouring Talent..."

The voice is mysterious and distant, like a song through the mist.

Don't make a fuss!

Xia Yan waved his hand, he drank too much wine at the class reunion last night, and he had a headache when he broke the piece.

"Claim your Devouring Talent..."

The ethereal voice was persistent.

Okay, okay.

Xia Yan struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, and then he suddenly stiffened into a stone sculpture.

What's going on? Where is this? Is it in a dream? Still is... Filming??

The luxurious bed, the four pillars are entwined, the white gauze hangs slightly, the round window is like an ancient painting, and a few branches of cold plum are faintly seen in the "painting", swaying slowly......

On the intricately carved antique coffee table, three tranquil incense sticks are burning, and a plate of candied blue and white porcelain and a glazed azure begonia bottle are placed next to the three-legged gold black brass incense burner.

In the crystal mirror next to the coffee table, a delicate and frail young man's face was reflected, and the young man was wearing a loose golden python suit and was lying on the collapse...

Eyebrows are clear, but not him...

For a moment, the air was quiet and terrifying, except for the sharp sound of wind and snow outside the door.

Is it crossed?

And still don't have a memory?

Xia Yan's eyes turned around, and he suddenly understood his possible situation.

He immediately silently recited: "Confirm to receive the talent." ”

Immediately, a mysterious thought rushed to the bottom of his heart.

A lot of information that seemed to be in control of him by birth poured into his mind.

"As long as it can be swallowed in my stomach, it can be transformed into ...... True anger, or something else? ”

Xia Yan's gaze swept around, and the room in this room could be swallowed into his belly... It seems that there is only that plate of preserves.

Give it a try.

He thought to himself, and then tried to move with difficulty.

But as soon as he moved, there was a feeling that his body was shattering and his internal organs were breaking.

Soon, he discovers a sad reality.

He can't move!

Even the distance of a few meters from the bed to the coffee table could not be surpassed.

Perhaps it was his movement that triggered the injury, and an itch gushed out of his abdomen.

He couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem...

Cough...

Ahem..."

A few coughs, and another burst of liver and intestines.

The coughing sound drew movement outside the door.

In just a few seconds, Xia Yan listened to a "squeak" and a piercing sound of opening the door.

A fat palace maid walked in quickly, closed the door with her backhand at the same time, and quickly walked to the bed, staring at Xia Yan with a look of doubt in her eyes.

"Huh? Drinking the holy water of the dead, but not dead? Could it be... Is the amount less? ”

The fat palace maid was shocked, muttered, and then quickly grabbed a dark green bottle from her arms, "Fortunately, I kept an eye on it, pretending that the palace maid stayed here... Otherwise, this farce of changing the prince is really implemented, and if the demon queen pulls something out of your mouth, it will be a big trouble. ”

With that, she squeezed Xia Yan's mouth violently, picked the cork of the dark green bottle with her right hand, and then slammed the bottle to Xia Yan's mouth, and then stared at him motionlessly.

"Die!"

"Die!"

The fat palace maid's eyes were scorching.

And Xia Yan couldn't resist at all, so he could only let the holy water of the past life be poured into his throat.

Flavor?

There is no taste.

It's colorless and tasteless, and I don't even feel anything when I get into my stomach.

It's just that a strong sense of exhaustion suddenly swells up and rushes in.

Xia Yan faintly felt that as long as he fell asleep, he was afraid that he would never wake up.

I was afraid that this brother was hanging like this before, and he drank and broke the piece, and somehow crossed over to his brother.

This is supposed to be a psychotoxin...

Sure enough, it was crossed.

Seeing the gaze of the fat palace maid, Xia Yan slowly closed his eyes.

The fat palace maid retreated quietly, and then left quickly.

Consciousness came to Xia Yan's mind.

———— detected that you have Holy Water of the Dead in your body, do you want to exchange it?

———— redemption options: 1. True Qi, 2. Psychedelic Poison Dagger, 3. Talking Afterlife Token

"Exchange True Qi."

If he doesn't change it, he will die "again".

As for option 2 and option 3, it really doesn't make much sense.

First of all, 2 and 3 were foreign objects, and secondly, he didn't know what strange way the poisoned dagger and token would appear.

As soon as the thought fell, Xia Yan only felt that the strong feeling of drowsiness dissipated almost instantly, and at the same time, there seemed to be some itchy feeling in his body, and in the next moment... There was a slight popping sound from his body.

In those holes, there is a mellow breath that is pouring out rapidly, and then converging to the lower abdomen under the umbilicus.

The impact of the air flow caused the qi in his lower abdomen to form a vortex, and the vortex became warmer and warmer, as if soaking in a hot spring.

And as the vortex rotated, there seemed to be a mysterious space under his lower abdomen slowly forming.

The air flow escaped to the surrounding area, forming circles and circles in his body, driving his wounds to recover quickly.

At the same time, a dark blue font appeared in front of him, and the [True Qi] column was jumping rapidly, starting from the initial third-rate (1/100) to improve rapidly, and finally settled.

[Name: Xia Yan]

[True Qi: Second Rate: (1/200)]

[Exercise: None]

[Item: None]

【Luck: None】

"Really angry? Third-rate? Second? Is this a direct elevation to a realm?

That... Am I traveling to the ancient world of low martial arts? ”

Before the thought fell, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the corridor outside the door, and the fat palace maid went and returned, and the figure was stuck in front of the door again.

The moment he saw this figure, Xia Yan felt that his heart was about to stop.

The fat palace maid must have been attracted back by his "broken" voice...

This time, if it falls into the hands of the fat palace maid again, he is afraid that he will be directly choked off his neck, and there will be no chance of survival!

Xia Yan hurriedly got up, but although his injuries were recovering rapidly, he was not yet able to move normally.

Whereas... The door has opened again.

The fat palace maid was stunned for a moment when she saw that he was actually getting up, and then laughed fiercely, her body was like a sensitive fat swallow, and she quickly swept through the place of several feet, and in the blink of an eye, she bypassed the screen from the door, and her big hand like a meat hammer caused a gust of wind and slapped down towards Xia Yan!

Xia Yan wanted to hide, but unfortunately, with this speed and strength... He couldn't hide.

In this case, he has no way to save himself, the other party is too insidious, he has killed twice, and he is still guarding the corpse...

He was a little unwilling, but there was no way out!

He closed his eyes and was preparing for death.

Suddenly, a fierce momentum like lightning suddenly swept from a distance, and an inch mang pulled out more than ten zhang, and a short knife came first, sharply passing through the fat palace maid's neck, and then piercing out from the front.

But the huge force of this throw did not decrease, and it actually flew out with the fat palace maid in the air, hit the bed not far away, and fell to Xia Yan's side.

The neck was bleeding non-stop, and the sheets were stained in an instant, and the fat palace maid's eyes were still staring, her body twitched and twitched, and her throat made a strange sound of "lotus".

Xia Yan opened her eyes and looked up at the door, but saw a girl in white holding a short knife in her right hand, stepping inside, she had a delicate face, only short hair, a cold temperament, but with a sassy heroic spirit, she was an iceberg-like fox eye.

After entering, the girl in white walked quickly to Xia Yan's side, and was about to bend down to draw the knife at the fat woman.

And at this moment, the fat palace maid suddenly bounced down like a carp, and then the big harrier turned over, and in a sharp turn, the huge hand like a meat hammer smashed towards the girl in white.

However, she is fast, and the girl in white is faster.

A cold cold light flashed, and the fat palace maid's hand was gone.

After this blow, the fat palace maid fell completely.

However, there was a strand of short hair on the side sideburns of the girl in white, which was shaken off, slowly floated down, and fell between the futons.

The room was still again for a moment.

The girl in white said coldly: "Third prince, the bed is dirty, come with me." ”

Xia Yan was afraid of revealing his stuffing, so he didn't dare to say much, so he just got up silently and followed behind her.

As the two left, the palace... A vague human face suddenly appeared in the crystal mirror placed on the opposite side of the bed, and the human face smiled strangely, and the whole thing was close to the mirror, as if it was ...... Want to climb out of the mirror!

But it hadn't been posted for long, as if it had been sucked back violently by some strange force.

At the same time, layers of ripples suddenly shattered in the mirror, as if the crystal had been broken and sputtered with layers of fragments.

In each fragment, a different picture flashed...... It's like each hiding a strange world.

Suddenly, everyone was calm and silent.

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