Chapter Seventy-Five: Exchanging Secrets?
While the drum elder held the consciousness of the seal in his hand, Hao Chen, with the arm of purple flames, held a sharp blade and slashed at Shi Jing's neck. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Suddenly stunned, seeing that the knife edge was about to stick to the flesh, Hao Chen twisted his wrist as if he braked sharply, the blade cut through the barrier of the black shadow's arm, and the edge cut through the inner collar of Shi Jing's shirt, and the blood was instantly cloudy.
Shi Jing closed his eyes tightly, his facial features were about to be twisted together, he felt the wind around his neck cold to the bone, he was going to die, this time he was going to die again, he clearly felt the pressure brought by the blade, it turned out that the feeling of being killed by others was so terrifying and long, how could it not be over in a second......
The pain of the flesh was transmitted to his brain, and Shi Jing subconsciously reached out to touch his neck.
"Don't move!" At this time, Hao Chen was completely awake, looking at Shi Jing in front of him who had almost his head cut off, he was also shocked, and the flames on his arm slowly receded, and he immediately pretended to be angry, staring at Shi Jing on the surface, but in his heart he immediately asked what happened to his old man.
The old man told him what had happened, and then checked the sealed consciousness in his hand.
"You sealed your consciousness......" Hao Chen looked at him puzzled, aren't you even more incomplete?
"Yes, he swallowed some of the black gas, but when I purify it, it will be fine. "Elder Gu has a hint of pride, this black qi has a mysterious origin, it erupts suddenly, and it can invade Hao Chen's meridians in such a short period of time, but it is a rare test item.
Hao Chen knew that he had this momentum, and he must have some plans, but looking at the face that had just saved him, Hao Chen would not ask for the time being, after all, he must rely on himself to get rid of the control of the system.
"It's your turn!" Hao Chen's eyes flickered, and the blade stopped moving, although the act of losing his mind just now made him almost kill Shi Jing, but it also gave him a chance to turn the situation around.
"Say, where are the four children?" The fundamental purpose is to save people, anyway, now that Shi Jingxiao's life is in hand, I'm not afraid that he won't say it.
Shi Jing glanced at the sharp blade in Hao Chen's hand, everything that had just happened, he remembered it vividly, this burst purple blade suddenly appeared, not only would it cover one of Hao Chen's arms, but the purple flame could actually dissolve the "shadow attached" behind him, it was incredible.
"Not in the tomb!" Standing stiffly in place, the stab on Shi Jing's neck was unbearable, and the blood had already flowed onto the white coat, dyed a red color.
"Where?" Hao Chen remembered that there were several locked wooden doors in the passage of this small hall, he had tried to open them but failed, could it be there?
Shi Jing was indeed afraid of death, and he had shed a lot of blood, his face was already pale, and beads of sweat were pouring out on his forehead. Seeing Hao Chen turn his face sideways and look at the Yongdao next to him, Shi Jing's eyes rolled and he immediately had an idea.
"In the room over there! I gave them anesthesia, and they couldn't wake up for a long time!" Shi Jing stretched out his hand and pointed at Yongdao.
"Is it really inside?" looked at Shi Jing's expression suspiciously, and the knife frame had to use some force to press Shi Jing's shoulder.
"Really, really!" Shi Jing grinned when he was pressed, and the shadow behind him was also obviously wilted, hanging behind him, like a pair of discarded black pendants, swinging around.
Pushing Shi Jing's shoulder, Hao Chen carried Shi Jing and walked towards the road.
There are six rooms in total, three on the left and right, Shi Jing stiffened his neck, walked straight to the door of the second room on his right, stopped, he raised his hands, surrendered, the sleeves of the white coat faded down, and outside the shirt, a string of bronze keys were no longer on the specially designed cuffs, which were only revealed at this time.
Hao Chen stretched out his hand to pull out the key from the stitching of the cuff, Nunu mouthed, and motioned for Shi Jing to open the door by himself. Leaving your back to a shameless person like Shi Jing is more dangerous than standing in a wolf pack.
Shi Jing looked at Hao Chen's eyes, with an expression of reluctance, he sighed and opened the wooden door.
"Push away!" Hao Chen now understands how tiring it is to kidnap a person, and he has to watch out for the other party's counterattack, and he has to pay attention to other things.
With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and white incandescent lights illuminated the room. The room is very small, with four earthen kangs leaning against both sides of the wall, and each kang is covered with white quilts and blue and white striped hospital sheets, which Shi Jing later rearranged at a glance. There was a person lying on each kang, and Hao Chen saw at a glance the yellow-haired boy lying on the kang in the opposite corner, who was the first child to do it in the woods at that time.
Carrying Shi Jing to the side of the bed, looking at them one by one, the faces of the four children were as pale as paper, so white that people felt cold, Hao Chen suddenly raised his eyebrows angrily, and twisted Shi Jing's right hand.
"Say, what's going on?"
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"Are you looking for death?" Hao Chen really wanted to chop this inhuman old bastard with a knife, but only he could solve the unexplained situation of these four children.
"Without me, you can't save them!" Shi Jing's surrendered hand was put down in an instant, and his aura changed from a bent captive just now, to a winner in an instant, a chip, and these four children were his biggest chips.
"You!" The feeling of being in the middle of the heart, it really couldn't be worse, Hao Chen's eyes jumped and jumped, angry and helpless.
"What??kill me?or exchange it with me?" Finding that the knife Hao Chen was holding was much looser, Shi Jing wanted to reach out and pinch the blade to take down this strange long knife that would kill him at any time.
Ziyan is not an ordinary sword that mortals can touch, and even the flame itself can cause damage to the "shadow possession" under the completely evil category, so Shi Jing touching the blade with his physical body is simply dying.
Zi Yan's blade is not just an entity that is actually seen, the reason why Hao Chen set the knife farther away is also because of so many battles, Hao Chen found that Zi Yan's blade is not in the blade itself, but about a centimeter in front of the blade, but unfortunately no one can see it at all.
I still remember that when Hao Chen first got Ziyan, Hao Xin was still by his side, and at that time, Hao Xin reached out and touched Ziyan curiously, and he was injured a lot at that time, and Shi Jing's touch turned out to be even worse.
Before he touched the blade, Shi Jing screamed, and blood spurted out immediately, but fortunately, Hao Chen dodged in time, but his face was stained.
After a closer look, Shi Jing's pinched index finger had been cut off by the blade wind, and he was squatting on the ground in pain, his face distorted, and sweat was pouring out.
Ten fingers to the heart.
Hao Chen didn't plan to take back Zi Yan, he smiled, and continued to put Zi Yan on Shi Jing's neck, just a little bit worse.
"Ten fingers to the heart, Mr. Professor, do you still want to exchange my secret for the lives of these children?" deliberately patted Shi Jing's shoulder with the blade, Hao Chen's face was full of malice, and he didn't intend to hide it at all.