long night walk

Chapter 1650 Breaking the Wall

The warm and moist tip of the tongue licked the wound on the palm of his hand. The tingling touch was clear. Cangnanyi's body stiffened slightly. When he lowered his eyes, he saw that the wound on the palm of his hand that had been licked began to heal rapidly and became smooth.

The saliva of a monster with a high-level bloodline can heal serious injuries, which is consistent with the characteristics of a monster dragon.

This young disciple is really obedient and really wild.

Cangnanyi folded his palms and hid them in his wide sleeves, then stood up and said calmly, "In that case, I will accept your kindness, but..."

She suddenly stroked the cracks at the corners of Bailian's eyes with her fingers and said calmly, "After all, this external force is unknown. It's okay to borrow it for now, but don't rely on it too much."

Baili An naturally knew what was going on, nodded, and said, "It's okay, Madam, just focus on overcoming the tribulation and transforming into a new one, and leave the outside matters to me."

Cangnanyi nodded, and without further delay, the old wooden door behind her slowly opened. She walked forward, and her elegant and tall figure disappeared into it.

"Creaky..." There was a slight sound of a wooden door closing.

The deep darkness behind the door closed in, and the outline of the door disappeared.

Bailian let out a long breath, and between his lips and teeth, there was still the lingering scent of her overly mellow and pure blood.

Even though he did not take much of her blood, for a creature of Cangnanyi's level, even just one drop of blood was already better than the refined source blood of an entire clan.

A small but pure and holy heat flowed into the abdomen and turned into an inexplicable force.

With this supply of power, it is like having a sharp hammer formed by external force, which begins to knock on the boundaries of one's own power sealed with rules.

The blood of the Queen is of great importance. Even though it is full of the karma and sins of the catastrophe, her existence itself is not bound by any laws or rules in this world.

The limited amount of holy blood created a small space-time crack in the laws of his body, and the source of power in his own small world began to flow out like a trickle of river.

Although the quantity is not large, it is endless. At least the body is no longer a dead sea.

Bailian tried to awaken the six divine talismans in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and he no longer felt as difficult as when he was frozen in ice when he first entered this world.

But even so, there was no time left for him to meditate and regulate his breathing.

After Cangnanyi left this place, the strange sights in the darkness of the boat disappeared again but appeared densely in every corner in all directions.

Bailian did not deliberately repair the injuries on his body. He stood up and walked to the wall of the corridor. His fingers gently tapped on the wall, making a crisp sound, and said, "Old fellow, are you still there?"

Not long after, the old man emerged from the wall with his head in a chrysalis shape. He looked at Bailian with resentment, his eyes were bloodshot and red.

"You are such a despicable villain. You hurt my eyes. How can we call you a fellow villager?"

"Puff!" A soft sound.

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the wall and drilling deeply was heard.

A flash of cold light passed by.

The old man's angry words suddenly froze.

He rolled his eyes with cold sweat, looking at the frost blade stuck in the side of his cheek.

Even though the frost blade did not hurt him, at such a close distance, he could still feel the terrifying frosty aura emanating from the delicate, small and beautiful frost blade that looked like a work of art.

Even the strange space behind the wall was irresistibly frozen and spread. The old man's retreat was cut off, and most of his breath was trapped in the terrifying frost and he could no longer escape into it and flee to other places.

Bailian had his eyes closed, still finding it difficult to open them, and there was still a bright red cut mark between his eyelids. His entire body was covered in bruises, but his smile looked harmless, with none of the weird cunning and treacherous aura that was present here.

But for some reason, the old man shuddered, his eyes became uncontrollably terrified, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...what are you going to do?!"

"Don't be so nervous. Ask you some questions."

Bailian's lips curled up. The dragon's skin was tainted with the strange temperament of this place, giving people a dangerous and mysterious feeling like the deep sea.

"I ask, and you answer."

The old man's long nose trembled, and he said in fear: "You...you, you, if you still want to stay in this boat under the river, you can't kill me. I am a passenger. If you kill me, it will break the rules here. You will be swallowed up or expelled like the Ayiwu."

Bailian said calmly: "You said that as if I don't kill you, the monsters here won't target me. Since they need to pay rent to maintain their own safe house, I am the only 'outsider' here who is not protected by the rules. Hunting me is naturally your first choice. So..."

Bailian held the handle of the knife with his palm and pressed it down. The blade, which emitted a cold and chilling aura of cutting, pressed tightly against the old man's face.

The porcelain-like texture of the dough soon showed signs of cracking.

  This kid is so unscrupulous that he dares to attack him!

The old man was so scared that he hurriedly said, "Tell me, tell me what you want to know, Master Long. I will tell you everything."

Damn it, how come I didn’t realize that this kid had such a wild and fierce temper when he was in that woman’s arms just now.

Bailian said: "As you can see, I want to stay here and live. Now I know too few rules. Fellow villager, you are an old resident here, why don't you explain a few to me?"

The old man's eyes were rolling around.

Now that's good, this kid is in his hands.

This kid's strength is so strange that even the ferocious Ayiwu could cut off one of his arms and feed it to Yu Youchuan. A small minion like me would definitely not be his opponent.

But now that he wants to stay here for a long time and survive, he must rely on the information he brings to him.

Of course, the premise is that the content of this information must be correct.

If he could mislead the boy a little and send him to death, it would be such a great pleasure to avenge the eye injury he had just suffered.

Hahahahahahaha…Ka!

Before he finished laughing wildly in his heart, two cold rays of light flashed before his eyes. He saw the cold blade in Bailian's hand swishing twice, which actually split the wall open and tore his entire body, like a mask, out of the wall.

Behind the mask, the intricately entangled fibrous tissue that looked like a blood clot was also ruthlessly cut off by him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

The old man's face was twisted in pain from the headache and he was screaming heart-wrenchingly.

Bailian tossed him up and down like an object, and said in a casual tone: "I see that you are trapped in the wall and it is really pitiful. Today I am kind enough to help you out. Let's talk while we walk. I hope you can explain the story here in detail to me. If there is any deviation, I think I will take you with me on the road."

The old man was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and sucked blood. He looked as if he wanted to cut a piece of flesh off Bailian, but now his life was in the hands of the other party. He didn't dare to raise any objection and could only laugh dryly: "Uncle Long, you are too serious. We are from the same hometown, how can I hurt you?"