Nausea, dizziness, want to throw up, weird feeling like heat stroke.

Out of prudence, after He Shang disposed of the immortal cultivator and the head, he collapsed on the bed with relief.

The spirit of the female skull is said to be of relatively good quality.

In the original words of the end of the world, if Tang Yu's spiritual root was worth one tael of silver, then the spiritual root of the female head was worth ten taels of silver.

Well, the sudden spiritual root that popped out caught He Shang a little off guard. Who would have thought that immortal cultivators would send spiritual roots or buy one get one free?

After devouring the spiritual roots of the two people, He Shang felt very bad.

Nausea, dizziness and sweating, feeling like I'm sick.

Holding back the strangeness in his heart, panting rapidly, He Shang gritted his teeth and said to the demon pupil: "At the end of the day, I am uncomfortable." Disgusting, what the hell is going on?"

(This is normal.) ）

"Ahem, I hope so. ”

(Patience is over.) You sleep for a while and wait a while. Well, this is normal. ）

Cold sweat, constant cold sweat. He Shang never thought that Devouring Spirit Root would be like this.

According to the routine in the story, after a mortal has a spiritual root, he should be "as god-like, handsome and extraordinary", "blessed by heaven", "radiant, like a fairy", even if it is not good, it will not reach the point of such embarrassment.

But what's wrong with him? He still doesn't know, but he only knows that he's very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a spiritual root, a thing for immortal cultivators. How could he touch this realm with a mortal attitude? It may be stupid, but there is no room for regret.

The heart was beating fast, unusually fast, as if it was going to kill itself.

Violent heartbeat, violently unusual beating. He Shang could even hear his own heartbeat, not knowing if it was a hallucination or a fact.

Coughing a few more times, He Shang's subjective consciousness, the nearby environment became inexplicably dim, and even his eyelids were heavy. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and closed his eyes.

Mo Jue looked at all this, and then this demon pupil sighed helplessly.

Perhaps in this world, the spiritual root can only rely on innateness. But if this world doesn't, isn't there any other world? Mo Jue has also seen the terrible failure rate of spiritual root transplantation in other worlds.

To be honest, there is such a thing as spiritual root transplantation, saying that one out of ten is a high probability event, and one out of a hundred is a normal probability state.

Although He Shang is not an ordinary person, he has cultivated the Demon Devouring Technique, and he is born with a strong ability to adapt, but the probability of failure still occupies a large part.

It was waiting, waiting for a representative turning point until it sensed a slowdown in He Shang's heartbeat.

He Shang's heartbeat was no longer so crazy like a wild horse, but began to come in a calm direction.

(Hahaha!!)

There was a burst of maniac laughter, and the last amber demon pupils widened. Amber pupils flickered with excitement.

The demon pupil looked at He Shang in a coma, and then closed his eyes leisurely.

It knew that the guy had made it.

............

Dusk and sunset are always a good couple, inseparable. The afterglow of the sun sprinkled over the world, as if it wanted to give the world its last warm light.

There is a river in Liucheng, a river called "Liu".

The city called "Willow" has a river called "Willow", and I really have to talk about the name of the predecessors.

Before the establishment of Liucheng, this willow river had already flowed on this land. After the establishment of Liucheng, this Liuhe River still flows on this land.

Many people rely on this river for food, and many people rely on this river for fun.

He is not ready to eat, nor is he going to have fun. He just wanted to walk on the bank of the mother river of Liucheng and wander around at will.

He walked on the bank of the Willow River, walking and stopping, and really looked like an idler who was full of food and drink and had nothing to do.

Stop-and-go, and occasionally staring at Liuhe in a daze. What a beautiful time, but a certain demon pupil couldn't help it.

(Boy, let's just say it!What are you here for?Is there anyone nearby you want to eat?)

"No, it's just a casual walk and think about the old days. ”

The demon pupil was silent for a moment, and then it spoke.

（...... To be honest, I don't believe it. ）

"Huh?"

(Alas.) ）

The demon pupil sighed inexplicably, but then it began to speak again.

(I've known you for so long...... Boy, be honest with me. ）

"It's just a casual stroll. ”

(Come on!I've known you for a while.) In addition to cannibalism, you are walking on the road to cannibalism. Come, come, let's talk to whom, tell me who you want to eat? Is it your former enemy?)

Mo Jue looked at He Shang, waiting for the answer in He Shang's mouth.

"Don't eat people, think about things. ”

He Shang walked to a willow tree, broke off a branch, and shook the willow branch like a child.

was answered by He Shang like this, and the interest of the end suddenly burned.

(Oh, oh, come, come, listen, maybe I can give you a suggestion.) ）

The demon pupil in his mind was very excited, but He Shang, as the host, had an inexplicable sense of melancholy.

He didn't want to speak, but he eventually did, saying, "Do you remember?"

(What?)

The demon pupil was puzzled, it looked at this host, and always felt that this guy today was a little wrong.

I'm afraid I'm hungry again? I want to eat people? Demon Hitomi casually denied this idea.

Once you have the Spiritual Root, that hunger will subside. Although there will be that hunger pang in the future, it will not be as intense as the Spring Lantern Festival.

"With great power comes great power. I remember this is what you said to me. ”

(yes, what's wrong?)

The willow branch in his hand was thrown away, He Shang reflexively leaned on the willow tree, and he said, "Revenge." ”

（...... You shouldn't want to go to that Chen Bufan desperately. ）

Mo Jue is already thinking about countermeasures, how to persuade the guy who is suspected of falling into madness back. But its plan ultimately fell through.

"No, it's not Chen Bufan. ”

(So...... Who was that? The two fighting monks? They should have left a long time ago. ）

"Vengeance to all. ”

The pupils of the demon dilated slightly, and it looked at its host.

(You mean...... All?)

"Yes. In the slum holes, in that area...... Everyone!"

(Oh...... Hahaha!! young and old?)

"Yes. ”

(Reason?)

"Revenge. ”

(Tsk, give me a better reason.) ）

"I'm stronger than them, and I want to kill them. And they once stood by and watched the tragedy of Sister A and did not lend a hand. ”

(But whether others help you or not is someone else's business, and you can't force it.) Tsk, people don't have a responsibility to help you. ）

"Well, I know. So...... I want to kill them all. ”

(Yo, reason?)

"I'm better than them, and I hate them, so let them die. As you say, the greater the power, the greater the power. I'm better than them, so I have the right to let them die. ”

(Tsk, what an unassailable theory.) ）