"It's a pity!"

Zhan Jingyi looked at the head in his hand, looking at this barrel of spices, needless to say, this must be Qi Mengying's masterpiece, knowing that he would like this barrel of spices, so he deliberately immersed his head in the spices.

If you really take this barrel of spices away by yourself, imagine that in the future, you will grill steak and drink a little wine, and you will have a good face for a while.

It wasn't until the spices were about to be eaten that I found that there was a human head soaked in it, although for myself, it may not have much psychological shadow.

But the toad jumps on the instep of the foot, does not bite, and it is enough to be disgusting.

If it weren't for Zhan Jingyi's sharp eyes and seeing a strand of hair floating in the spice barrel, maybe he would really consider putting away this bucket of spices.

"Forget it, it's an acquaintance after all."

One hand carried the head of the fat pig, thought about it, put the head on the table on the side, and then looked around, looking for a cloth or something, which could wrap the head of the fat pig.

Just when Zhan Jingyi was looking around, he suddenly saw a short knife on a shelf in the house, Zhan Jingyi walked up quickly, picked up the short knife, and measured the knife edge on the fat pig's carcass.

It should have been before, Qi Mengying's clone used this short knife to cut off the head of the fat pig and threw the head into the spice barrel.

Zhan Jingyi is a knife lover, he stroked this knife, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, flashing with a cold silver light, like the reflection of the lake under the moonlit night, quiet and mysterious. It is about a long grip, light and hard, as if it condenses endless sharpness and strength.

The texture of the blade is extremely delicate, and after countless times of grinding and quenching, its sharpness has surpassed ordinary cognition. With a single stroke, whether it's tough leather or heavy metal, it can be easily cut like paper.

With each swing, it was as if you could feel the air being silently split under the blade.

The hilt part of the knife is inlaid with fine animal bones, which not only provides a comfortable grip, but also adds a bit of wildness and strength. Every detail has been carefully polished, and the feel is extremely smooth, as if it blends in with the palm of your hand.

When Zhan Jingyi looked at this short knife carefully, he was a little distracted, and the reason why he was a little distracted was not because of how dazzling these knives were.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that on the translucent knife surface, Zhan Jingyi's own shadow is refracted.

And behind him, Zhan Jingyi's head on the fat pig on the table, I don't know when, but he quietly opened his eyes.

A pair of big red eyes were staring at him, slowly opening his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs!

……

The fat pig's scarlet eyes gradually turned their gaze to the short knife in Zhan Jingyi's hand, as if he noticed that Zhan Jingyi seemed to have discovered himself.

saw that head, slammed into Zhan Jingyi from the table, opened his mouth and gnawed at Zhan Jingyi's throat, rushed over, and shouted: "Bastard, you killed Lao Tzu!" ”

Zhan Jingyi looked at it and urged his spiritual power to shoot it behind him, but at this time, he saw a fierce light in the eyes of the fat pig, and in the face of the spiritual attack force that was attacking, he opened his mouth and bit it.

The pair of slender and sharp fangs in his mouth pierced into the attacking spiritual power, and he immediately saw that the spiritual attack power was like a deflated ball, and it quickly dried up.

Zhan Jingyi's heart was shocked, and he sensed that something was wrong, and immediately cut off the connection of this spiritual power, and at the same time, his body quickly distanced himself from the head of the fat pig.

Seeing his spiritual power being quickly sucked into the mouth of the fat pig, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but feel afraid for a while, you know, the fat pig only had one head left before, no matter how you look at it, it looks lifeless.

Therefore, Zhan Jingyi didn't pay attention to him, and now he woke up quietly, if he hadn't noticed it in time, if he really bit him, he wouldn't have been sucked dry by him in an instant.

"You're still alive?"

After absorbing Zhan Jingyi's spiritual power attack, he saw that the fat pig was obviously much more energetic than Fang Cai, and when he heard Zhan Jingyi's doubts, the fat pig sneered: "What, it's very unexpected!" ”

Hearing this, Zhan Jingyi nodded: "It's really surprising, I didn't expect you to be alive, even if there is only one head left." ”

In Zhan Jingyi's cognition, although the strength of most of the mutants and awakened people is outrageous, especially those deviants in the superhuman system, even if they are pierced in their chests, they can still burst out with shocking vitality.

For example, the second eldest of the previous Hidden Hunting Group, who was an awakened person of the physique system, was very powerful, and if it weren't for various reasons, he wouldn't have killed him so easily.

But Zhan Jingyi also saw it for the first time, someone had a head left, and he was still alive, not only alive, but also burst out, which was more threatening and lethal than when he was alive.

No!

At this time, Zhan Jingyi let go of his spiritual power, felt it carefully, and determined that the head of the fat pig did not have any breath of a living person, but exuded a strong dead aura.

Sensing this, Zhan Jingyi asked with some doubts: "You are obviously a dead person, how can you still be alive?" Is this what you're capable of?? ”

"Hmph, you talk a lot of nonsense."

The fat pig ignored Zhan Jingyi's inquiry, his eyes stared at the cyan veins on Zhan Jingyi's neck, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it in his mouth.

As early as before, when he saw Zhan Jingyi bleeding, the fat pig noticed that the blood on this guy's body was extraordinary, and it seemed to be filled with a special energy, and this energy seemed to be the same as his own energy, but it seemed to be much more advanced.

At this time, it was the time when he was in urgent need of blood, and the enemy in front of him was extremely red-eyed when he saw him, and without saying a word, he saw the fat pig open his mouth and gnaw at Zhan Jingyi's neck.

At this time, the fat pig, even if there was only one head left, was still amazingly fast, and the two fangs flashed a trace of cold under the light.

……

"Get out of here!"

Facing the oncoming fat pig, Zhan Jingyi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the simple handle of the knife was grabbed by Zhan Jingyi in his palm, and the moment he pulled out the knife, a knife sound sounded in the air.

The slender blade, flashing with a sharp murderous aura, was the short knife just now, the blade was in Zhan Jingyi's hand, cutting out a T-shaped murderous aura, and slashing head-on, slashing at the head of the fat pig.

Now that Zhan Jingyi has self-detonated the inner pill, for a while, the function of the entire body has reached its peak, the knife is dexterous, and the knife falls, followed by a small step back, holding the blade with both hands, and then slashing hard.

Cut down with two knives in a row, as soon as the so-called master shot, he knew if there was any, and the sophisticated and ruthless techniques had already brought the knife skills to the pinnacle.

Even the fat pig didn't expect that Zhan Jingyi's ability to use a short knife was not much worse than the sixth who used a horizontal knife before, and even, at this moment, it seemed to be a lot more clever.

However, in the face of the two knives that Zhan Jingyi fell, he saw that the head of the fat pig suddenly exploded under the blade, and the blood stain turned into countless bats, not only dodging the attacking knife qi, but one of the bats was also on Zhan Jingyi's body, biting two bites.

Looking down at the wound, he found that the wound was not big, but after being bitten twice by a bat for a short time, Zhan Jingyi felt that the wound was numb and itchy, and immediately used a short knife to spin it to clean up the rotten flesh around the wound.

Zhan Jingyi then looked into the air again, only to see countless bats regrouping together and condensing into the head of a fat pig again.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Jingyi's expression became serious: "Are you a vampire? This ability is still powerful, it can incarnate countless bats, what else can you change? ”

As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi thought in his heart, looking at the current routine of the fat pig, he seemed to be a vampire, but there was a question, a vampire does not mean an immortal body, the head of the fat pig was cut off, and this guy was still alive.

I'm afraid even vampires can't do that, right? In this way, it really made Zhan Jingyi feel a little unbelievable, I don't know what this guy is?

It seemed that he had sucked Zhan Jingyi's blood, and the complexion on the fat pig's face became much more vivid than before, and he stretched out a tongue to lick the blood off his mouth.

Regarding the vampire mentioned by Zhan Jingyi, the fat pig showed mockery and disdain on his face: "Don't confuse me with that kind of garbage, they are vampires, but I am a zombie race, but I have fused the abilities of vampires, mutated, and become a unique blood zombie." ”

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