deceitful cultivator

Chapter 20 In fact, reckless is the easiest
Immediately, Jin Bing seemed to have thought of something, and forcibly endured the animalism.

Ren Qing didn't notice this at all, and of course he wouldn't care if he found out.

The information flow prompts that you only need to spend five days of life yuan to master the "Eight Pole Leg".

It seemed to be of high quality and low price, but he chose to give up without too much hesitation.

From Ren Qing's point of view, the so-called Octopus Legs seemed to be an inferior version of the technique, and there was no information about promotion, indicating that there was no potential at all.

After practicing, she has more strength than ordinary people, but the alienation of her legs is too obvious, which is really not worth the loss.

However, from the information on the exercises, it can be known that Chen Yongxing used his own leg flesh to train disciples a long time ago, and it should not have gotten out of control at that time.

Ren Qing glanced at Jin Bing from the corner of his eye, and continued to remain silent.

Time passed gradually, and when footsteps came from outside the martial arts hall, Chen Lihua's familiar voice sounded: "It's almost time for night food."

Everyone was awakened immediately.

Ren Qing obviously felt Jin and swallowed, and then pretended to be terrified and said: "There is only one more person to choose."

"Let me do it."

The dark man stood up resolutely, and said gratefully, "Senior Brother Jin, thank you for taking care of me these two days."

Jin Bing looked at Ren Qing with malicious eyes, and was considering what reason to intervene to take away the other party.

At this time, Ren Qing came to the door without hesitation.

Jin couldn't help showing joy on his face, his heart was full of desire for flesh and blood, and he wished he could swallow Ren Qing alive on the spot.

Just as the swarthy man was about to say something, he saw Jin Bin turn his head and cast a cold glance at him, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"To shut up."

Jin Bing walked out of the martial arts hall, leaving only five people looking at each other in blank dismay.

Chen Lihua remained expressionless, and led Ren Qing to the depths of the martial arts hall.

The narrow aisle was not illuminated by candles, making it extremely dim, but Ren Qing could see many imperceptible details through night vision.

For example, scratches from fingernails on the walls, bloodstains dragged by corpses on the floor, and even a few pieces of human bones.

The human bones have been weathered, and they have been dead for at least several years.

Chen Lihua opened the wooden door at the end of the corridor, and what came into view was a spacious lobby filled with martial arts disciples.

They stared at Ren Qing with terrifying eyes.

However, Ren Qing didn't seem to take it seriously. He found a familiar seat and sat down. He also noticed that there was a frying pan in the middle of the lobby, and couldn't help showing a playful expression.

"Brothers, please wait for me for a moment."

Chen Lihua turned around and walked out of the lobby.

The oil pan was filled with firewood and started to heat up, and there were martial arts disciples sharpening their knives, while Jin Bing never left Ren Qing.

After a while, Chen Lihua returned to the lobby again, and several martial arts disciples behind him carried Chen Yongxing's bed on their shoulders.

Chen Yongxing struggled to get up, but his limbs were obviously bound to death, so he had to helplessly carry him to the frying pan.

Even if Ren Qing had expected it, he still couldn't help feeling extremely absurd, but Chen Yongxing was not kind.

It is indeed appropriate to describe it as self-defeating for many unrighteous actions.

Chen Lihua turned her head and said: "If you can not die in the future, you can join the martial arts hall and pursue martial arts with us."

Jin Bing wanted to speak out to stop him, but saw Ren Qing walking to the bed on his own.

From Chen Yongxing's angle, he could barely see Ren Qing's half-opened eyes, and the rolling double pupils were obviously closely related to the technique.

With a look of astonishment on his face, he wanted to remind Chen Lihua who was not far away, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word.

Based on the collected information, Ren Qing sorted out the ins and outs of the martial arts gym.

Chen Yongxing was probably already preparing for his funeral a few years ago. He was mainly worried about the ownership of the strange objects after death.

Although it should be taken back by the Blood Dog Gang, Chen Yongxing wants to pass it on to his disciples.

But even mastering spells by devouring weird objects doesn't mean there is no risk at all.

So Chen Yongxing found another way, secretly feeding his disciples with his own leg meat, hoping that they would gradually adapt to alienation.

But weird things can make people lose their minds, and ordinary people can't resist it, and it doesn't take long before they start to go crazy.

Chen Yongxing still didn't give up, he ate the leg meat of the disciples who recruited from outside, and after killing them, the disciples in the martial arts hall shared the food.

He thought that after going through one step, the side effects could be reduced, but he was obviously wrong, and his spirit was still subtly changed.

After the disciples discovered the truth about Yaoyin, they did not understand the strange things in the martial arts realm, so they killed the goose and obtained the egg.

Ren Qing asked curiously: "Chen Lihua, when did you find out that Chen Yongxing's flesh and blood were drawn by medicine?"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen pairs of eyes fixed on Ren Qing with murderous intent, and heavy breathing came and went.

Ren Qing continued: "I think it must have been a few months, otherwise it would be difficult for Chen Yongxing to be controlled by drugs quietly."

Chen Lihua took a few steps back, and Jin Bin beside him couldn't wait, wanting to encourage the martial arts disciples to attack him.

"We must not let him go, the only way is to eat his flesh and drink his blood..."

Ren Qing directly lifted Chen Yongxing's quilt, exposing the other's legs.

I saw that the flesh and blood of Chen Yongxing's right foot had almost been peeled off, leaving only bones exuding a rotten smell.

The left foot is still intact, Ren Qing took this to observe carefully.

The surface looks relatively ordinary, but the skin is gray and slightly rough, covered with furrow-like wrinkles.

It feels similar to elephant skin to Ren Qing, which is probably one of the branches of the nerve foot nerve, and the alienation is not obvious.

Jin Bing couldn't hold back and rushed forward.

Regardless of the fact that his legs are covered with muscles, there is not much movement in the actual walking, and he specially spared him from a dead corner, making him appear silent.

Jin Bing was confident that he would not be noticed, so he raised his right foot and kicked Ren Qing's head.

He seemed to have seen the scene where his brains were overflowing, and his face was full of unbearable excitement.

But suddenly, Jin Bing's expression became astonished.

Ren Qing in front of him didn't know when he turned sideways, looked at him with cold eyes, and was instantly frightened to the point of splitting his liver and gallbladder.

Jin missed the kick without any surprise, and then felt a sharp pain in the left foot supporting his body, and fell to the ground involuntarily.

Ren Qing bent down and directly strangled Jin Bing's neck, the strength of his arm gradually increased, and his bones shattered immediately.

"It's been a long time since you've been upset, what are you pretending to be?"

Jin Bing's eyes were wide open and lifeless, and the martial arts disciples around him scattered like birds and beasts.

Chen Yongxing made a strange sound from his throat, and he didn't know whether he wanted to protect his disciples or to attack Ren Qing.

Under the stimulation of the God's Foot Meridian, he actually started to move, but the last of his life energy was also burned out.

But unfortunately to no avail.

Ren Qing pulled out the wooden knife and slashed several times.

At the same time as the blade was cut, Chen Yongxing's spine was shattered, and his expression was slightly relieved.

Ren Qing sighed.

It's really troublesome, if you don't have enough strength, you still have to think about ways to get out...

　It's been a long time since I changed it, so it's too late

　
(End of this chapter)