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Volume 2 Chapter 53 Transformation and Lei Yinzao

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    God was also saddened by the cannibalism of the same kind, and poured light rain on this nameless town. However, these droplets of sweet rain fell on the wound, which made people feel even more painful.

    "Hey" Chen Shaobai turned his head to the sky, the pain in his limbs gradually numbed. He did not treat it and just let it go.

    "My childhood sweetheart, my sweetheart who had been together for more than ten years, was forcibly taken away. The pain in my heart is far greater than that in my body."

    There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

    Chen Shaobai, who has been born in this world for sixteen years and believes that men bleed but never shed tears, has never shown any weakness except for the death of his mother. However, now, he is crying.

    Tears and rain mixed together, streaked across the cheeks, and fell to pieces on the ground.

    "That's good, no one can see me when I'm weak."

    Silent crying gradually evolved into full-blown crying.  The vocal cords also became hoarse.

    Tears flowed dry, but Chen Shaobai did not want to be heartbroken. His fianc¨¦e was still waiting for him to save her. As a man, how could he fall here so easily?  Even if he is going to fall, he will have to exert all his strength and squeeze out all his potential. Only when he still cannot become a swordsman and extinguishes all hope can he be qualified to fall.

    Chen Shaobai's dark eyes blended into the night, deep and dark. His originally pure and kind heart was changing little by little, becoming cold and ruthless, and he would do whatever it took to gain strength.

    Perhaps because he was too sad before, he did not notice that a man in blue shirt holding an oil-paper umbrella was walking towards him. When he came to his senses, the man was already close in front of him.

    The person who came was eight feet tall with extremely long arms. Although his hair was dark, his eyes were green, and he looked like a mixed race.

    He stared at the seriously injured and dying Chen Shaobai for a long time, then silently picked up the long sword Wan Zai.

    "He is rushing on the road in the middle of the night. This person should not be a good and law-abiding citizen."

    Chen Shaobai didn't say anything. The two months of traveling made him understand what it means to have a sinister heart.  He narrowed his eyes to a straight line and observed the person coming with his peripheral vision. He held his breath and remained motionless. His body temperature was taken away by the cold night rain. In the dark night, he looked as if he was going to die of shock.

    The effect of Qi therapy is limited, and there is no time for such an injury to be cured.  If you want to avoid being silenced, you can only pretend to be dead.

    The calmer Chen Shaobai became, the more condensed and deep the anger in his chest became. Once it broke out, it would become more violent and bloody.

    "The most practical fast sword among the three thousand fine craftsmanship, it lasts for ten thousand years. As long as it doesn't encounter the twenty-one famous soul-breaking swords, it has the ability to not be destroyed in a single battle."

    After recognizing the origin of this sword, the green-eyed man pulled out a slightly curved sword from his waist, raised it high, and stabbed Chen Shaobai's chest hard.

    Pfft!

    Blood splashed everywhere, but it was quickly diluted by the rain and dissipated.

    The moon is dark and the wind is high on a murderous night, and rain is the best helper, so it seems natural to kill and silence.

    After doing this, the green-eyed man walked straight east¡ªthe direction of Zihuan City¡ªwithout looking at the results.

    With limbs shattered and chest damaged, no one can survive such injuries, not even a swordsman known for his strong vitality.

    "Ahem"

    When the green-eyed man walked away, Chen Shaobai finally couldn't hold his breath anymore and coughed loudly. The blood bubbles in his lungs surged up, and the fishy-sweet smell made him dizzy.

    The lungs were stabbed with a sword, which immediately caused a pneumothorax and made it difficult to breathe.

    "Qi Healing Technique!"

    The temperature of the surrounding body rose sharply and plummeted, and the wounds on the body surface healed quickly, but the muscles and bones were still stuck together like a paste, unable to move even half a minute.

    It¡¯s over!

    Although the Qi Healing Technique is powerful, it requires the recipient's own energy. The hour-long sword practice has already exhausted all physical strength. Coupled with Lingweizi's tossing and the consumption of the Qi Healing Technique, it makes  His body was drained, and no more nutrients or energy could be squeezed out.

    The state of the body will be reflected in the mind, especially when the heart is fragile.  In just one hour, Chen Shaobai suffered the pain of losing his wife and a stranger snatched the treasure and silenced her. It was when his guard was down that he suddenly developed a strong feeling of hatred for himself.

    "I hate it! I hate that I am too weak! I hate that I have been idle for fifteen years! I hate that I am hypocritical and don't compete with others! If I don't die today, I will use all means to improve my strength! Climb to the top of the world! Use all swords  Immortals are under your feet!"

    On this ordinary rainy night, Chen Shaobai's soul underwent a complete transformation, and he unknowingly made a wish that ordinary people would only laugh at.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? strongThe anger played a role in the body, and the remaining blood volume also took on a trace of demonic and violent nature. It actually washed out all the remaining 40% of the spiritual medicinal power of the Silver Dragon Eye in the body, and used it as nutrients to slowly nourish the body.

    By chance, Chen Shaobai completely locked up his five senses and entered a rare state of inner vision. So he started the unknown blood refining technique obtained from Zhao Zongren, and used his consciousness to control the blood to repeatedly flush the wound, and continued to perform  Qi Healing.

    "Both Uncle Ba and Chen Kuangyin mentioned that the realm of a swordsman can be roughly divided into three stages: washing the marrow and exchanging blood, using the sword to control the gang, and the glazed mirror."

    "Before, I was able to use the Explosive Sword Gang, which was roughly the middle level of a swordsman. However, I am now seriously injured and my strength has been greatly reduced. Without the help of spiritual essence that replenishes my blood, I may never be able to see the peak of a swordsman in my lifetime.  ¡±

    "If there is no spiritual essence, I will go to the big forces to take the mission. If there is no mission, I will grab it! But for now, ignore it and concentrate on recuperating!"

    When concentrating on one thing, he can always clearly feel the passage of time. After the remaining spiritual medicine of Silver Dragon Eye was completely exhausted and the injuries on his body were recovered, Chen Shaobai suddenly felt a beam of light shining on his eyes, so he opened his eyes.  He closed his eyes and looked around.

    ??Cattle, thatched sheds, and food troughs, this is a farm cowshed.

    "Who is so kind as to send me in to take shelter from the wind and rain?"

    Chen Shaobai's confusion was quickly resolved, because as soon as he opened his eyes, a round white ball burst into the bullpen like a white lightning bolt.

    "Zitong, what's wrong?" Seeing the fat little white raccoon dancing and spinning around, Chen Shaobai had a trace of doubt in his eyes.

    "Meow!" Zi Tong's front paws seemed to have no joints, and they actually turned behind her.

    After catching it for a while, it handed over an object as if it were a treasure, its eyes filled with anticipation: "Meow!"

    Praise me.

    Chen Shaobai saw what it meant, curled his lips, and gave the little white fox a crack: "When you grow up, I will find you a beautiful female fox."

    The size of half a fist, oval, shiny silver, with light golden thunder marks all over the body, exuding a strong jujube fragrance, and there are roaring sounds from inside, as if it is pregnant with thunder. At a glance, you can tell that it is not  Mortal things.

    "Purple pupil, where did you get it?" Chen Shaobai asked subconsciously, but then laughed out loud: "Why do you care so much! No matter whose it was before, it is mine now that it is in my hands.  "

    The painful lesson of swallowing silver longan before was still vivid in his mind. Although Chen Shaobai was not afraid of the pain, he was worried about the sequelae for himself, so he put it away and prepared to go to Zihuancheng to find a way to take it before worrying about it.

    Suddenly, with his peripheral vision, he caught a half-inch long gap in the short round tail of the little white fox. Blood was leaking from the wound. Because the blood and fur were pure white, he had never seen it before.

    "Does it hurt? Thank you for your hard work."

    Chen Shaobai gently stroked his palms and silently performed Qi therapy.

    Zi Tong closed her eyes comfortably, not needing any extra food to replenish her energy. She snored and fell asleep like a well-fed domestic pig.

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