The sky was full of blood mist, as if he had lost his soul, standing with his head up, his hood had already fallen off, revealing a beautiful face behind him.

The face is reminiscent of a rag doll played by a child, but it is the kind of doll that has been placed in the corner of an old house and has not been touched for decades.

Looking at the gathering of gray aura, Xia Ren's heart moved slightly, and he immediately walked to her side and gently placed his hand on her forehead.

Sure enough, his retina suddenly turned red, and the pale flame opened the simple form.

A hint flashed on the crimson color: Absorbable energy points have been found!

"Of course. ”

Suddenly, he felt a gray, indescribable aura gather on the forehead of the big-headed girl in front of him, and then surged along his five fingers.

In just a few seconds, he could already feel the number of energy points in the status bar change to 2 units.

Crimson flashing: The energy point is not stored enough to absorb anymore...

"Hmm. Xia Ren nodded, it seemed that it was indeed a good choice to keep her in the first place. He was about to turn around, but he was keenly aware that the blood around him was still pouring into the body of the big-headed girl, accompanied by the gray flow that slowly began to condense under her skin, and the gray was full of strangeness and evil spirits.

The whole person was expressionless, and the blood mist around her began to rotate, and soon turned into a very fishy whirlpool, surging towards her.

"Interesting. Xia Ren showed a faint smile, it seemed that the blood qi passed through the body of the big-headed girl, and it would form that strange gray aura, and then he could absorb energy points.

So, in order to verify, he was not impatient and waited patiently.

One minute, five minutes, fifteen minutes...

Suddenly, the crimson began to flicker again, and a prompt came out: Found an absorbable energy point!

Xia Ren didn't hesitate, and directly sucked out another 1 unit of energy points.

The surrounding blood mist also faded a little at this time, but it still didn't stop gathering towards the meows.

Xia Ren suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was really a treasure, and he originally thought that he would condense one unit of energy points every once in a while, but now it seemed that he could obtain it by absorbing blood mist.

It seems that the trip to Sunset Town on the fifth day of the lunar month should also take her.

Compared to this stable source of energy point supply, the sub-task of "Raising the Tiger for Trouble 1" among the Twelve Apostles seems to be less important, after all, how much effort and time does it take to cultivate a legend?

So Xia Ren decided to release it, and he beckoned to the sick girl holding the Qinglong Glaive Knife in the distance, "Come here." ”

Ren Yao didn't dare to resist, walked to the side of the beautiful young man, and called out to Master in a low voice.

Xia Ren pointed to the depths of the gourd mouth and said: "There are still some remnants behind Sanming Mountain, you go and kill them!" As for the treasures stored on the mountain, you can handle them yourself, but if you have a book on exercises, remember to transcribe it and send it to me." ”

"What..."In the final analysis, Ren Yao's psychology is still a little girl, and she has never really killed anyone.

"That's right. Xia Ren seemed to remember something, and continued to command, "Remember to tell them that you killed the entire Sanming Mountain and the people from the Xia family, as for the reason? ”

Then let go of two or three people and go to the rivers and lakes to spread the news. ”

Ren Yao was stunned.

But Xia Ren was already a little impatient and waved his hand and said: "You look like you now, you are not even a grandmaster, there is no pressure, there is no motivation, how can you seek revenge on me without motivation?"

"Hurry up and become a legend, come to me again!!"

"Of course, you can also choose to get revenge on a legend next to me, or find a group of so-called martial arts masters to come, or publicize today's events, if you are really that stupid, it's not impossible. ”

A hint of complexity flashed in Ren Yao's eyes, and he was about to speak again.

Xia Ren threw out another object, which was a droplet-shaped iron bead, and said lightly: "If you encounter trouble that can't be solved, bring this thing to Xia's house to find me." ”

"You can go. ”

Ren Yao gritted her teeth, after all, she didn't speak, her right eye was getting more and more blurry, but her left eye could still maintain her original vision, which made her unconsciously close her right eye, so as not to overlap the scenery in front of her.

Seeing her like this, Xia Ren smiled and gently took out a black blindfold from his arms: "This is your waste brother's, I think you may be able to use it, take it!"

He crumpled it up casually and threw it far away.

Ren Yao's body moved rapidly, and he took the blindfold, and suddenly the whole person froze.

With a "poof", he plunged the Qinglong Glaive Knife into the dirt beside him, and then carefully unfolded the wrinkled one-eyed blindfold.

Her every movement was careful, very careful, as if what she was holding in her hand was not a dirty old blindfold, but a rare treasure.

Her pupils were full of remembrance, and softness, as if she remembered something.

But as the blindfold was slowly put on her right eye, the expression of her left eye began to become cold and painful, as if she had hidden some kind of repressed vulnerability, and began to stiffly replace it with another soul.

The thin strap of the eyepatch is attached, and it makes a gentle snap sound.

"Thank you, Master. ”

Ren Yao's voice was as cold as a ghost, she bowed slightly, and put the water bead-shaped iron on the ground. Then he suddenly pulled out the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, held it diagonally, passed through the blood mist, passed through the collapsed gate, and disappeared into the distance.

Xia Ren no longer cares about her, the rivers and lakes are sinister, the waves are treacherous, a little girl, even if she has determination, talent, and opportunity, she is still a long way from the legend.

What's more, what if it becomes a legend? Can a legend have an internal force close to 2,000 years?

He wasn't really afraid.

In this moment, the blood mist had completely dimmed, and the surroundings had returned to their original transparency, but there was still a thin layer of mist common in the mountains.

After absorbing 1 unit of energy points from Yu Qiao again, Xia Ren nodded with satisfaction.

And his thirteenth aunt seems to have fallen into a short period of dizziness, looking at the tired appearance, it seems to be caused by weakness, and there is a sense of déjà vu that feels that her body has been hollowed out.

Xia Ren didn't waste any time, now that he had obtained 4 unit energy points, he was determined to break through the Curse True Sutra (Mutation) to the next level first.

With a slight movement of his mind, Crimson suddenly opened the simple form in the pale flames.

In the eyes, the exercise 2 in the status bar: Curse and Resentment Sutra (Mutation): Second Layer, Special Effects: True Yin Array, Advanced Bloodthirsty. At this point, a flashing pop-up box appears in the background: Break through to the next level, you need 4 energy points.

Xia Ren chose to confirm without hesitation.

Suddenly, a strange and strange feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart, the light around him suddenly dimmed, the air froze, the sound in his ears disappeared, and he seemed to have stepped into some alien dimension alone.

The cold whirlpool in the corner of the Ocean of True Qi suddenly stopped turning, and fell silent like a pool of stagnant water, the stagnant water was gloomy and terrifying, and two eyes of different sizes slowly appeared in the shadow of the water, but those eyes did not have black eyeballs, but were all whites.

Soon, two strange eyes surfaced, and they moved up and down like fallen leaves.

The two miserable white arms, which seemed to have been gaining momentum for a long time, grabbed them in an instant, and each held an eye, which somehow appeared at the base of the arm, as if tightly linked.

It's just that the big inky black hand seems to be afraid of these two eyes, far away, and has no intention of coming over to snatch them.

With the three hands showing a full momentum again, it is time to resume the first dance.

The stagnant water began to spin slowly, and the speed gradually increased, and it quickly became the original blood-colored vortex.

Only this time, the two white hands in the whirlpool have two more eyes, and the two resentful eyes are only the white eyes.