43. Midnight 3
The one-eyed boy tilted his head, his eyes wide open, with a cold and grim glow.
Even when he died, he still stood there, his unkempt hair spreading out in all directions, and his whole person looked like a statue of a lion elegy.
The momentum is overwhelming, at a young age, he actually has the posture of a god of war.
Suddenly, Xia Ren's whole person was even worse.
"The turbulent trick of heaven damning, can't I even save people's lives, such a small wish?"
"I just touched him so lightly, gently, very carefully. ā
He used three very points to prove that he had never thought of killing him, but no matter how much he said, he could not undo the death of the one-eyed boy.
"The mission failed, right? Fortunately, it's only a long-term optional mission, and there is no punishment system. Although Xia Ren had some regrets, he also recovered quickly, "It's just that you have to pay attention in the future, if you knock people out through the weapon, this turbulent trick should only shatter the weapon, and then buffer, so that the person holding the weapon will not be killed." ā
He thought back to the scene just now, and if he didn't dodge, he would hold the dagger with two fingers at random, using a little internal force, so that the dagger would shatter, but the person who used the dagger would not die.
Now that the mission was meaningless, he had no reason to stay here, so he threw the torch into the distance, and the torch fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
The oil also flowed down to the lower places and through the cracks in the bricks, touching the dead grass, and the fire spread as if it were exploding, and the whole house was blazing.
However, the dampness and coldness of the dungeon restricted the flow of the river of fire, so that the blazing red color was only in the middle of the dungeon.
Ding Ding Ding...
At this moment, the metal door of the dungeon made a crisp clatter.
Attracted by the firelight, the bee-like puppets flew towards them in a scattered way.
The hum of wings fluttering was like the note of death.
Death needs death to accompany them, and the prisoners hidden in the dungeon are their sacrifices.
In the firelight, two or three dirty men with rickety bodies climbed onto the body of the rather sickly-looking cold woman named Ren Yao, and the fear on his face and the excitement that had been suppressed for a long time made people twist.
Xia Ren shook his head and didn't look at the hellish situation.
"Beauty, you are so fragrant. ā
"I can't stand it!"
A low roar came from behind him.
As if sensing something to come, the corners of Ren Yao's eyes slowly moistened, and tears slipped down, mixed with the mud and blood stains on his face, and fell together between his snow-white long neck.
There was a stinking man pursing his lips and sticking out his tongue, eager to lick the tempting snow neck.
Xia Ren was about to step out of the prison door, but suddenly stopped, as if he sensed something, and let out a soft "Huh".
Because the word mission failure did not surface.
With a thought, he summoned the auxiliary device "Crimson".
As the pale flame opened the simple form, the specific words that were originally under the mission of the Twelve Apostles actually began to slowly change.
Ren Benlong died in an accident, but his sister born to the same father and mother can inherit this "legendary" level root, but with some additional conditions.
The conditions are as follows: gouge out Ren Benlong's right eye behind the eye patch, let his sister swallow it, and pay an additional 1 unit of energy points, you can have a high chance of completing the inheritance.
"Hmm... More than 400 percent of the investment is not a loss. Xia Ren remembered that he could get 50 units of energy points immediately after the completion of the task of the twelve disciples, and quickly calculated an account in his heart.
Then, the next moment, the front of the dungeon door suddenly collapsed, and a loud noise broke out, Xia Ren stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person used this strength to rush out, and almost instantly arrived in front of Ren Yao.
The fists were mixed with internal force, and in the blink of an eye, the few people lying on the woman were blasted into minced meat before they could react.
A few metal bee puppets hovering in the firelight, having discovered the living people still hidden here, flew through the wide gap in the iron fence towards the prisoners hiding in the depths of the darkness, and immediately screamed and screamed.
There were still some eyes open, and when they flew to Xia Ren's side, they were directly grabbed into an iron ball and bounced away at will.
He bent down slightly, gently ripped off the patch of the boy's right eye, and his hands were like hooks, directly into the gray eyeballs in his palms.
The gray eyeballs seemed to be living creatures, and they actually swelled slightly, and then shrank again, so a few back and forth, but it was quite like a pregnant fetus in the belly mischievously moved, kicking the belly and making the surface of the skin undulating.
Xia Ren pinched open the woman's mouth, and according to the "Crimson" request, directly sent the gray eyeballs into her mouth, and gently lifted her neck, so that she choked smoothly.
But he actually did it too much, this gray eyeball just touched the woman's red lips, and it was like a fish meeting water, and it slipped into it with a "swoop" sound, and rushed directly into it along the channel of the throat.
At this moment, another box appeared on the "Crimson" auxiliary, shimmering with luster, but getting lighter and fainter.
Please check if you are using 1 unit of energy points, and the chance of successful inheritance is 80%.
"It's all come this far, and there's no need to think about it. What's more, there is an eighty percent chance..."Xia Ren touched his rather delicate face, "It shouldn't be so dark." ā
So, he resolutely chose yes.
As the unit after the energy point was cleared, a mysterious feeling emerged from the woman who was lying on the ground in front of her, she seemed to be bathed in a dense gray aura, and her fingers moved gently unconsciously.
The brows were tightly furrowed, and the deeper they wrinkled, and then their bodies began to tremble, as if they had encountered something terrible.
Suddenly, her pupils widened, like someone who had just woken up from a nightmare, and let out a palpitating "ahhhhhhhhh
"What's your name?" Xia Ren looked at the woman in front of him curiously.
Under the light of the fire, her slightly pale and sickly skin was a little red, with red phoenix eyes and lying silkworm eyebrows, showing some heroic spirit that ordinary women did not have, but it seemed that her nature was cold, and the whole person exuded a cold aura.
Xia Ren's eyes lit up: the inheritance of the root bone was successful.
"Iā" The woman gasped for air, as if she hadn't broken free from her previous dream.
"Benlong! Benlong!" her eyes cleared, as if she realized her situation, and began to turn around looking for the one-eyed boy.
"Your brother has been killed. Xia Ren said lightly.
"Who, who killed it?" the woman was stunned.
"Me. ā
The woman's movements as she looked around froze suddenly, as if frozen, and her gaze could already reach her brother, who was lying on the ground, his neck twisted into an eerie angle that would normally mean death.
"Why?" she said, with a sad look in her eyes.
"He raised his knife against me, but he was so overpowered that I touched him so lightly that he died. Xia Ren casually flicked the puppet with his eyes, and said honestly, "Originally, I wanted to take him as an apprentice. ā
"But now, I've changed my mind, and you're going to be my apprentice. Tell me, what's your name. ā
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