In the pure black trial, the blood-colored sword qi spread, and there were bursts of roars with grievances during the trial, as if he had been wronged!

Chen Cheng gasped, venting his depression and stuffiness in his chest, and the anger gradually extinguished. Tianpeng's approach is understandable, but it is inevitable that it will happen to him, which makes people very angry, and now that the anger is dissipated, this matter will naturally pass.

After all, the interests of one person and one system are connected, and the combination of both parties is beneficial to them.

"Inhale ~ exhale ~, inhale ~ exhale ~." The twin knives slammed into the ground, and his attention was drawn to the new halo of blue flames in the trial space.

Now that the kendo realm has completed a breakthrough, it is natural for the trial space to update the cultivation props.

[Soul Ember: The emotions that exist in the soul fuel, which can be used to hone the emotional artistic conception. 】

[Detected that the host's artistic conception is compound, whether to change the attributes of the soul ember by consuming fuel to make it more suitable for the host, and 15,000 fuel is required for transformation]

Looking at the system prompt that appeared in front of me, the corners of my mouth twitched slightly, this is not left for me at all!

Good steel has to be spent on the cutting edge. The palm of his hand was hammered on the icon of consent, and the last bit of surplus food in the account was gone.

After receiving the fuel, the halo blue flame immediately transformed, and the blazing heat spread outward from the inside of the flame, and a little scarlet covered the halo blue flame from the bottom, but it had completely changed its appearance in a moment.

The flames were steaming, wisps of killing intent from the mixed scorching heat filled the entire trial space, and Chen Yan, who was less than three meters away from the flames, was already soaked with sweat on his forehead at this time, not only being scorched by the flames, but also frightened. The moment the murderous aura erupted, the hairs on his back stood up, and cold sweat crawled all over his forehead in an instant.

"The true value of this ten thousand flowers." The flames gradually retracted their might, he muttered, and immediately sat down cross-legged, his will mixed with the artistic conception, and rushed into the blood flames together.

Hot! The flame licks, purifies the artistic conception, and the murderous spirit is like a sharp needle, piercing into the artistic conception to increase the connotation. And these feelings are transmitted back to the body through the will.

Chen Cheng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to bear the pain of his soul being burned and pierced, and completely put all his spirit on resisting the invasion of murderous aura, not daring to relax in the slightest, lest he be manipulated by murderous aura.

As a kind of emotional conception, murderous energy will infect the ontological emotion, and excessive accumulation must be released. And what he has to do now is to reduce the accumulation of murderous energy and pollute the mind.

Time passed, and in a flash, the entire trial space had changed from pure black to pure white, Chen Cheng sat in front of the blood flame, his delicate cheeks twisted and his brows furrowed, his sweat had completely soaked his clothes, and with the last bit of artistic conception withdrawn from his body, his body suddenly softened, gasping for breath, like a fish that had just been fished out of the river.

The fuel ignited, and the body recovered again, this was the third time he used fuel to recover, and the side effects of the soul embers were greater than he imagined, and the killing intent accumulated in the body could not be restored through fuel. Before venting the murderous anger, there is no way to enhance the artistic conception through it.

[Sword Qi Slash Level 1 (0%)→ Sword Qi Slash 1 (30%)]

Glancing at the panel, the corners of his mouth were hooked, this practice has gained a lot of money, and the artistic conception has grown a lot.

The artistic conception that has just been built is still lodged in the bead of will, and the wisps of fire appear extremely weak. After it grows strong enough to break through the outer layer of the Will Bead, it will also reach the fourth stage of the sword path sword qi thunder sound.

After calming down, the spirit slowly surfaced out of the trial space, and I don't know what happened to those girls.

In the early morning, the cold winter wind was held out by the thick cloud animal skin tent.

Chen Cheng on the hospital bed opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the dark green roof, the rich smell of medicine wafted, rushing into his nose with an unreasonable attitude, and the fist-sized hot shell exuded bursts of warmth.

The sound of even breathing came, and her eyes turned, and Betty was sleeping soundly with her neck and her arm in a plaster cast. Mira was lying on a hospital bed farther away, with two splints fixed to her waist, her fluffy tail flicking unconsciously, and shallow snoring one after another.

Seeing that the two crew members were safe, he exhaled lightly, and half of his hanging heart was relaxed.

What about Xuezen? He was still very concerned about the girl who prevented Cross from sacrificing himself at this last moment, and it would be better if he could pull it on the boat.

Twisting his head to the other side, Xue Cen lay quietly on the hospital bed near the door curtain, the clear liquid slowly entered the body through the needle, his face was pale, his eyelids were tightly closed, and his breathing was very shallow.

Why did I hurt so badly, and what happened after I passed out? Chen Cheng subconsciously wanted to get up to check, and there were bursts of sharp pain around his body, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

The noise quickly alarmed the doctor inside the tent, and the crisp sound of his heel hitting the bottom of the tent was heard.

"Don't move, your wound has just been stitched up!" When the doctor saw that he was about to get up, he hurriedly stepped forward and pressed him back again.

These wounds had been painstakingly sewn up all night the day before yesterday, and she would have gone crazy if she had done it again.

"She, how's it going?" Chen Cheng lay back on the hospital bed, looked at the young and handsome doctor in front of him, and asked eagerly.

"Miss Xuecen, overuse of her ability to overdraw her divine blood, she fainted from her strength, and her physical injuries have been treated." The crisp voice was like a lark, soothing his anxious heart.

At the same time, the noise in the ward woke up the two who were still sleepy, and as soon as they opened their eyes, they saw the captain being pressed on the bed by the doctor.

Under the impact of the vigorous vision, the two quickly became fully awake, Betty's small mouth opened slightly, Mira stared at her blue eyes, and her tail was fast, looking like she was watching a play.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm stopping him from sitting up and breaking his wound," the doctor said with a blushing face and ran out of the tent.

After this interruption, the impatience slowly faded, and Chen Cheng lay on the hospital bed with his head held high.

"How did you get hurt?"

It stands to reason that with the captain by his side, even if the two of them are injured, the injuries will not be so strange.

Especially the back waist and neck, these two parts are fatal parts, which injury is not a matter of life and death, from the faces of the two, ruddy and shiny does not look like a serious injury.

The air inside the tent was suddenly silent, silent, and even the ticking sound of the dropping of the medicine could be heard.

Hmm~ Why don't you speak? He turned his head to see Betty's face flushed and her eyes fluttering. Mira was still crawling, her head hanging down, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but judging by her drooping tail, I am afraid it was not a justifiable reason.

"Brother Chen, you're awake." The curtain of the tent door was lifted, and the cold winter wind poured in from the door, bringing a burst of coolness. The brute laughed and walked in quickly, followed by the pretty doctor.

The Battle of Treasure Island was a great victory, not only did Cross die, but also left behind many carrier pigeon members, which were enough for him to be upgraded.

And most of these rely on Chen Cheng and Xue Cen who are lying on the hospital bed, and the two are real heroes.