"Mom, am I going to die?"

Huai Shi opened his eyes from the pain and gasped violently.

Felt the indescribable thirst and pain, the sacred mark seemed to be shattered, the source was lacking, the eyes were dark, and then a translucent shadow came from the side.

Is like a dark shadow formed by the ashes, a pair of eyes with dim light eyes quietly looking at him, expressionless, almost scared Huai Shi jumped from the ground.

If he can still jump.

Soon, the gray shadow dissipated, forming a rigid face in red gloves, which made Huai Shi breathe for a long time and choked violently.

"How did you become that ghost?"

"What does it look like?"

Red gloves looked at him puzzled: "I haven't changed anything."

"Fart, you clearly ..."

The words of Huai Poetry weren't finished, the red gloves in front of him changed again. This time, he finally found out that not only the red gloves but also himself changed.

After that inexplicable bronze mirror was integrated into the soul, his eyes seemed to have changed. When he focused on his mind, he could easily see the appearance of things.

Reflects the essence.

It's just that he finally recovered a bit of the source quality. After looking at two eyes, he was drained by them again.

And with a quick glance, he saw his cracked bones, as well as countless small things that walked like worms, like parasites, stored in his blood.

He lowered his head and saw his half body that he could not bear to see.

The left leg was shot to the edge by the big rotten hand, and then broke into several sections, and the body was countless wounds, almost killed on the spot.

And the most serious is the place where the maggots bite. The gray toxins are wrapped around the wounds, and even their own resistance can not be resolved.

Through translucent flesh, he was able to see dense parasites germinating in the wound ...

And his dimly running sacred mark.

Looks like it's almost dying.

If it was not the red gloves that sensed that they were in danger, they came in time, replaced the injured white horse, and did emergency treatment. I am afraid he would retire in shock ...

"Suck."

Red gloves opened the basket beside him, grabbed a leaf and stuffed it into Huai Shi's hands.

It ’s not like Huai Shi was hit hard by being photographed by the Japanese Witch Embryo. He almost gave it away. The red gloves seemed to be quite fruitful. The back basket was full of stuff. There were all kinds of plants that Huai Shi did n’t know. It is also full of vitality, which surprised him.

Among them, there are more than forty kinds of precious abyss plants that are rich in vitality. Others are all types that have not been seen by Huai Shi. They are all the branches and leaves that have been knocked down. After exhausting all of his breath, he waited for half of the basket before finally getting a breath.

Next to it, the red glove did not know where to find the crucible, there was already a boiling sound.

"What is that?" Huaixi asked.

"Tianzhu's butterfly fragrance, I found some tobacco leaves and spices there, try to make some."

Said with red gloves, the movements in his hands kept pouring the viscous colloid in the small crucible into the rudimentary filter screen. In the end, it remained in the filter screen and quickly formed a gray powder.

The powder was mixed into the roasted and chopped tobacco leaves. After stirring well, it was poured into the juice from the border plants, mixed, and roughly kneaded into a pointed cone shape by hand.

One incense is ready.

This is the category of the application of spices in botany in alchemy, and it is not within the scope of metallurgy specialized in Huaishi. But he can also see that the tools are too rough and the technique is not very clever. After a lot of materials are wasted, the drug effect may not be too good.

But it is enough.

Metal repair the body, incense and heal the soul.

The silver blood potion can heal wounds, and the incense produced in this alchemy is mostly used to restore the source-unfortunately, unless a small amount of millennium incense, most incense can not produce source out of thin air, only through stimulation The soul forcibly produces the source.

Seems to use epinephrine to get rid of sleepiness.

But the situation is in crisis.

The pale alchemy fire emerged from the fingertips of Huai Shi and fell on the top of the tower incense. In an instant, the white fire burned wildly. After engulfing the entire tower incense, they were completely burned into no longer available Dust.

The place replaced by a ray of sky-blue smoke after the essence was submerged into the nose of Huai Shi, his face turned red with naked eyes, a large number of sources emerged from the empty soul, dispelling the drowsy sleepiness.

Roughly estimated, his blue bar was filled up by more than half, and then the upper limit was deducted a little.

However, the source quality of Huai poems is more than three times that of the same level. It's anxious to act in a hurry, but a little less is actually not a big deal. After going back, you can meditate a few times.

Finally climbed back from the edge of sudden death at any time, Huai Shi took a breath and wiped off the sweat on his forehead.

"The parasite must be removed."

This is the real trouble.

He thought about it, pulled out the sacrificial knife and the sword of virtue, and handed it to the red gloves: "I'll command, you come to the main knife ... The hammer is sewn, the sledge hammer is done, is there a problem?"

Red gloves took the sword and sword in silence, waiting for his command.

Sometimes Huai Shi suspects that the red gloves are still alive. After being given a memory, the change of the Legion's ghost is almost different, and it is as if the dead are reborn.

But when a person dies, he is dead, and he can never be reborn.

Before him was nothing more than a sacred mark bearing the record of the deceased. At best, it was like a movable tombstone.

This is just the result of the fusion of the most basic record fragments and the sacred mark. If the kingdom of heaven still exists in that year, the effect formed after combining with the high-level sacred mark ... I am afraid it is really the same as the resurrection of the dead?

Because of this, he was able to realize more and more that the reason for the fall of heaven was not without reason.

Who wants to become a puppet of other people after death?

This is more contradictory than Necromancer playing with corpses.

The evils created by the group of neuropaths in the ideal country are probably more than this one. The subsequent division and collective solidification may have buried the foresight long ago.

Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh, and heard the thunder sound after the cloudy sky.

Fairies fight.

But no matter who wins or loses the Dongxia Pedigree and the Yingzhou Pedigree, this has nothing to do with such a small transparency like myself ... Although it is said that most of the Yingzhou Pedigree is going to bleed?

Regardless of the size of the pedigree, just look at the degree of internal unity to know the result.

Until now he still does not understand, to what extent does the Yingzhou pedigree waste, will it be so powerful?

Even if the public and martial arts struggle for thousands of years, how can there be a tradition of fighting against each other and fighting in the nest? Under such strong external pressure, can it be impossible to transfer contradictions to the outside world? Now even the fifth-order sacred marks can be picked by the Dongxia lineage ...

Joke, that's a fifth-order sacred mark!

Is different from the low-level sacred marks that can be created in batches with alchemy, and can be bought with money. It is above the fourth level, and truly mired the miracle of this world!

Walkable nuclear weapons need to be notified when they enter and exit the realm. Just getting close to the national border will trigger the humanoid destruction planter that the astronomy will pay attention to.

The demigod on earth!

How many fifth-orders does Yingzhou have? One? Two?

Even if they are all stupid, there is no need to be stupid to this degree?

What are you thinking about?

But what does it have to do with the 25th in my astronomical society?

In the midst of Xin Mayou rein, the poem had already hung with the perspective of the hand, and pointed out several parasites that had begun to nibble on their own scars.

The red gloves pulled the sword and fell it, the sword of virtue stabbed a wound accurately, and then a torn blade was picked, and a worm was pulled out.

Once the parasite looks like an earthworm, it will sizzle as soon as it is pulled out, but immediately the sacrificial knife is cut off, the blood gas sucks, and it collapses into gray.

Even if it could not be pulled out of the bone, after the sword blade opened the wound, the sacrificial knife was stabbed in, and the blood of Huai Shi was pumped together, and the insects were directly drained.

The moment he lost his life, he was digested by the sacred mark of the mountain ghost.

After getting the help of the operation, the sacred mark of the difficult operation became smooth immediately, and the inexhaustible source material was immediately separated from the body to start strangling the foreign body. After continuous transformation, the source material was given to the parasite The traits directly reverse the parasites ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ In the end, Huai Shi could not tell who was more ruthless and worse.

The movement of the red gloves was fast, and within a few minutes, the old wounds were gone, and the numbness gradually faded away, replaced by bursts of pain.

It's just a small thing.

First bone, and then wipe the silver blood potion, close the wound, and finally open the mountain ghost to hug a tree and **** it up.

The empty blood strips recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

As for the toxins entangled in the body, Huai Shi thought for a moment, simply pulled out a gun of compassion, and stabbed twice at the place where the toxins infested. After the decay poison of Qingguanlong has degraded most of the toxins and forcibly expired, the rest is within the scope of Huaishi's treatment.

As for the poison of the green crown dragon, he has the antidote of the crow, but it does not hinder.

After playing with poison again, Huai Shi basically recovered from his weak state.

The mountain ghost is good. It's terrible, basically as long as it doesn't die on the spot, it can always be pulled back.

After restoring a little, Huai Shi's dying heart began to move back and forth. After hesitating for a while, he thought about it and said to the red gloves: "You stabbed me."

Without saying anything, he raised the sacrificial knife and poked at the heart of Huai Shixin.

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