My talent is resurrection

Chapter 328
The skinny man saw the man in the Chinese suit suddenly froze in place, and he didn't dare to move, so he said to Chen Jiu.

"excuse me."

The three of them retreated quickly, and the skinny man asked the man in the Chinese suit through voice transmission with spiritual energy: "Why did you stop suddenly, did you see that person's background?"

The man in Chinese clothes was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know, it's just that I suddenly felt a strong heart palpitation, and I didn't dare to move, maybe there are big monks around."

The skinny man frowned. The three of them were six-level monks. To make a six-level monk feel palpitations out of thin air, at least he had to be a Nascent Soul Immortal.

Could it be that there are Nascent Soul Immortals around? !
Thinking of this, the skinny man's heart skipped a beat, he guessed that the nine-eyed toad had nothing to do with him, so he immediately greeted him, quickened his pace, and walked straight towards the water city.

Chen Jiu, the nine-eyed toad who had been stalking for a day, finally felt bored, so he ignored it and quickened his pace to walk away in an instant.

The nine-eyed toad stopped at the same place, glanced blankly at Chen Jiu, and was about to jump away in the opposite direction, when the nearby lake suddenly surged, and a small dragon jumped out of the water, with its bloody mouth wide open, and a stench came out, heading towards the nine-eyed toad. The eye toad bites.

The figure in the blue shirt who was walking away suddenly flashed, standing in front of the nine-eyed toad, stretched out his hand and gently pressed Xiaojiao into the rivers and lakes, and then Chen Jiu waved his hand again, and Wu Yun carried the nine-eyed toad away for several miles At the same time, this wisp of martial arts was immersed in the body of the nine-eyed toad, and the golden light flickered slightly, which was regarded as the good fortune of the nine-eyed toad.

The little jiao, which was more than ten meters long, was full of intelligence. He knew that he was not Chen Jiu's opponent. He spun around in the water, made a lot of waves, and swam away.

Standing on the shore, Chen Jiu's pupils were shining with golden light. Through the water, his eyes went deep into the water. At a glance, his brows were slightly frowned.

In the depths of the rivers and lakes, thousands of meters away, there are nearly a hundred small Jiaos flipping and swimming, and some of them are fighting each other and cannibalizing each other.

And the blood of Xiaojiao also emitted a fishy smell from the surface of the water that spread thousands of meters deep.

Chen Jiu frowned, but didn't make a move. He gradually became curious about this huge river and lake, and kept walking down the river and lake.

About tens of miles away, there is a huge city towering, and besides the river and lake outside the city, every hundred meters will stand a tall and strong man with a stern face and holding a trident.

These lake guards were very curious about Chen Jiuneng coming from the lake at night, and kept looking at Chen Jiu with their eyes, but they didn't move and let Chen Jiu go forward.

Always in front of the gate of the city.

The general guarding the gate was extremely tall, about half a body taller than the surrounding soldiers, and standing there seemed to be only a head lower than the city gate. Seeing Chen Jiu coming, he first lifted the huge meteor hammer with him, and said solemnly.

"This is a water city, and those who enter the city have to pay customs fees."

Chen Jiu asked suspiciously, "What tax?"

The tall general grinned and said, "Naturally it's the "water" on your body."

Chen Jiu frowned, "I have no water."

The tall general put the meteor hammer in front of Chen Jiu, and made a "bang-dang" landing sound, shaking the ground so much that he shook his head.

"This "water" is not that water, but a kind of "water" that you need to have in your body."

"Is it okay to pee?"

Chen Jiu asked back.

The tall general looked sullen and scolded: "Of course it's blood, put five drops of blood into this bottle and you can enter the city."

The tall general said, his eyes rolled away, and the soldiers beside him hurriedly handed Chen Jiu a sharp knife, and said.

"Just touch the blade lightly. If you accidentally cut off your finger, I don't care."

Chen Jiu's expression was slightly wrinkled when he took off his hat. Although he didn't know why he wanted blood, it was definitely not a good thing, so he slightly lifted the blood in his body, condensed five drops, and eliminated all the causal connections related to himself, and slightly pointed his hand towards the knife. When you touch it, align it with the mouth of the bottle, ready to bleed.

Waited for a while, but nothing happened.

Chen Jiu looked down, oh, there was no wound.

The soldier on the side frowned and scolded: "What's the matter with you?"

Chen Jiu wondered: "Didn't you tell me to touch it lightly?"

The soldier scratched his head, "Then you have to use a little more strength, as long as you bleed."

Chen Jiu frowned. It was too difficult to bleed. In terms of his physique, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to break through his defense.

Even if Chen Jiu crushed this small knife, he couldn't bleed.

Chen Jiu had no choice but to condense the qi and blood by himself, expel the already brewed qi and blood from his fingertips, and drop it into the bottle.

The soldier wondered, "So there is a wound, it seems that your blood comes very slowly."

Chen Jiu had nothing to say, bypassed the meteor hammer of the tall general, and walked quickly into the city.

There are no people on the streets of Shuicheng at night, and there are no lights for thousands of households. This is normal, but the silence is not normal.

After all, in the past, there would always be night markets in towns, and there would be watchmen no matter how bad it was, but there are not even watchmen in this water city.

Chen Jiu was a little puzzled, and walked slowly along the streets in the city.

The soldier at the gate suddenly said to the general: "My lord, that man came from the lake alone just now."

The tall general nodded slightly, "I think it should be a monk. Like those monks during the day, they want to find some opportunities in the water city, but it's okay. As long as there are these five drops of blood, they will always be under the control of Lord Long."

The soldier nodded, and looked a little terrified at the dead and silent rivers and lakes, and quickly looked away, not daring to look any more.

Halfway through Chen Jiu's walk, he finally met a living person by the side of the road. It was an old man in coir raincoat drinking wine sitting by the lake with a small lamp on.

Seeing Chen Jiu, the old man in coir raincoat hurriedly beckoned, "Don't leave, young man, come to me."

Chen Jiu looked over and found a strange and short boat pole beside the old man.

Chen Jiu didn't think about it, and walked straight.

The facial features of the old man in coir raincoat were a little sunken into his cheeks, and he looked like he was blown by the wind and rain. He grinned at Chen Jiu, showing his old yellow teeth, and said.

"Young people don't know that Shuicheng is not suitable for walking around at night, so why dare to wander the streets alone?"

Chen Jiu lifted the bamboo hat, nodded and said, "I just came in."

The old man in coir raincoat stopped drinking, looked straight at Chen Jiu, and asked again: "Five drops of blood?"

Chen Jiu nodded.

The old man in coir raincoat shook his head slightly, "This is a place of right and wrong now, you shouldn't have come in."

Chen Jiu sat down slowly, and replied: "I just came to see the excitement."

The old man in coir raincoat was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You young man is interesting, it's fine, just to watch the fun, as long as you don't participate, you should be fine."

Chen Jiu was curious, "Participate in what?"

Just as the old man in the coir raincoat was about to speak, the nearby waters suddenly swelled and shook, causing the ground around him to tremble indefinitely.

The old man in coir raincoat stood up suddenly, picked up the boat pole and shouted angrily.

"Old Dragon Lord!"

Candles last forever.

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