All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 72 Head
The sun sets, but the aroma of barbecue wafts in the air.

There were two plates in front of Xun Yu and Ji Ran, filled with the sauce prepared by Jiang Rao.

Large pieces of monster fish meat were cut off, emitting a rich aroma that made people feel refreshed.

Xun Yu was a little reserved at first, but after taking a bite, his eyes suddenly widened, almost with stars in them!
"good to eat!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Rao didn't say much, but just silently cut another piece of fish meat as big as a human head for her.

"Thank you."

Ji Ran also took a piece of hot meat. Jiang Rao nodded and said, "Don't go southeast."

"The Southern Han national sacrifice is happening soon, and there are many masters coming and going. If they encounter them, they might attack you."

Jiang Rao pointed at Xun Yu's clothes and said, "Someone in the Maitreya sect also recognizes this immortal clothing."

"Uh-huh."

Xun Yu was stunned, his cheeks still puffed up, but he responded hurriedly.

Ji Ran didn't say anything.

Chen Chu estimated that he would have to go to the southeast to get some military pay, and look for a storage base according to the book of the Painted Skin Yaksha.

Jiang Rao also stopped talking.

He turned around and walked to the other side, cut off a piece of fish meat that was half the size of a person across the campfire, and placed it on a bluestone.

He picked up the iron sword, cut the fish into pieces, smeared the sauce on it, and then sat on the bluestone to eat in silence.

Ji Ran ate while looking at the other person.

Jiang Rao has a well-defined facial structure, a high nose and a thin mouth, eyebrows that reach his temples, and a pair of large, bright eyes. Upon closer inspection, he has a heroic air, carved by the wind and frost.

But his white hair made him look even older, making people realize that this Taoist who could still eat several kilograms of meat and kill demons with his sword was already over 130 years old.

In this world, you cannot live a long life just by practicing.

At one hundred and thirty years old, even for a person like Jiang Rao, the end of his life is approaching.

He sat sideways, his iron sword piercing the fish as he silently swallowed. The firelight illuminated his profile, a few strands of pale hair drooping, revealing a sense of melancholy and loneliness.

Thinking about what Xun Yu had told him, Ji Ran felt that Jiang Rao was beyond his comprehension. Was it worth being a lackey of the imperial court, just for a worthless person who was barely surviving in the underworld?
Moreover, the true heroes of this world have also become the souls of his sword. After protecting them here and there, only a bunch of useless people are left.

Ji Ran didn't understand.

Once the breath is gone, what's the point of trying to survive? It's just a loss of strength.

At this moment, Jiang Rao, holding the iron sword that pierced his flesh, with his sleeves rolled up, looked like a lonely old man. His white hair was slightly messy and even stained with a little blood.

Ok?
Blood?

"Jian Zhenren."

Ji Ran suddenly spoke up and said, "Have you killed the person you wanted to kill?"

"Ah."

Jiang Rao nodded quietly.

"Who is it?"

"A Red Army man."

A chill ran down Ji Ran's spine, instantly crawled up to his scalp, and then suddenly exploded!

He felt as if his heart was grabbed by a pair of big hands, and his breath was instantly blocked!

"Can I... take a look?"

Ji Ran's words were trembling.

Jiang Rao glanced at him and pointed at the table inside the temple. On it sat a square wooden box with a handle.

Ji Ran staggered to his feet, still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

He walked into the drafty hall and slowly opened the wooden box.

Bang!

As soon as the top lid was opened, the four wooden boxes fell down like lotus flowers, revealing one of the heads.

The black hair was disheveled and the blood scabs were like hairpins.

A head covered with flesh and with eyes quietly closed was reflected deep in Ji Ran's pupils.

boom! ! !
The momentary blankness of consciousness immediately turned into a boiling heat surging from the chest!
An indescribable rage instantly ignited Ji Ran's pupils! His palms clenched violently, his fingertips turning white from the force, and veins throbbing in his forearms!
For the first time, the word "anger" that was burning deep in his eyes appeared visibly in Ji Ran's eyes!
[Talent: The Three Evil Beasts are locking onto their career sequence! ]

[Detected that the quest to leave this world has been completed, and the profession has been granted.] ["Anger" has chosen a sequence dominated by "Rage." Do you want to proceed?]

This is a strong emotion that activates the career sequence in advance!

"Climb the steps!"

Ji Ran growled, feeling an indescribable sense of power surging throughout his body!
This feeling is like a strange force piercing every cell in my body!
At the same time, a professional skill appeared in his consciousness as if it was innate - [Life Steal: Temporarily steal the opponent's random attributes or abilities and add them to yourself.]

This ability, like eating and drinking, became ingrained in his bones and blood. He didn't even need consciousness before using it. It was as if his muscles had already memorized this ability!
[You have obtained the first-level profession: Luan Ke.]

[Current Level: Stage 0, Initial Stage (%)]

Everything happened in a flash.

But at this moment, Ji Ran could already feel that he had been reborn!
The lightness of the body, the abundance of strength, and the flow of blood are like the roaring sound of a river!
level one!
This is a state that is completely different from that of an ordinary person's body.

Luan Ke is the dominant sequence of the emotion "anger", tending to improve strength, endurance and recovery!
This state is enough to bear the anger I feel at this moment!!

Ji Ran faced Chen Chu's head, took out a crimson cowhide lining, and slowly put it on.

Then he drank a cup of incense tea.

【100g of incense ash has been absorbed】

The night was dark, but Xun Yu opened his eyes wide with the help of the firelight!
Along the way, she didn't know Ji Ran's specific identity. But she understood what that red dress represented!
At this moment, Ji Ran, dressed in red and covered with purple armor, walked slowly and stood at the eaves of the dilapidated door of the hall.

The tip of Kunwu's knife was shone with moonlight, and pointed directly at Jiang Rao through the firelight!

The old man beside the campfire sighed. It seemed like he had experienced such a scene countless times.

He put down the greasy piece of meat in his hand, and a few strands of messy white hair fell on his cheeks.

The hand with rolled up sleeves grasped the iron sword with oil stains on it, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards, and just stood up.

"Ji...Brother Ji."

"Wonderful...Miaoshang Zhenren..."

pat!

The piece of meat in Xun Yu's hand fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and was covered with mud.

She stood up, but opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

She heard it.

Jiang Rao killed a Red Army soldier.

And at this moment, who else could Ji Ran be if not Chi Junzi?
"Jian Zhenren."

"What do you think of a world where people risk their lives, rather than one where people struggle to survive?"

Jiang Rao raised his wrist slightly, holding up the iron sword, and said, "No matter what kind of world you are in, you must first stay alive."

"Who's alive?"

Ji Ran asked, "Is it the civilians massacred by the ghost soldiers, the tourists haunted by demons, or the children who have been eaten by the river for decades?"

Ji Ran no longer listened to Jiang Rao's answer, but said coldly: "Master Jiang, your breath is gone."

"It's not just the martial arts world that's broken, it's also your spine."

boom!
A powerful magical power dissipated instantly!

The magical power carried by Ji Ran this time is even stronger!

There was a burning rage in his eyes, and the Kunwu in his hand was as hard as steel, motionless with his wrist.

Fighting side by side all the way!

Kill the soldiers! Slay the demons! Slay the ghosts!

All the scenes passed by quickly on that magnificent rainy night, froze on the box of pearls that he was reluctant to eat, and turned into the head with closed eyes and no words.

Ji Ran's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his hands were like a raging python! The water-dividing magic power and his own strength perfectly formed a double dark force!
Wind and Thunder Sword Scripture·Second Style——Breakthrough!
Hidden teeth!

"Jiang Rao."

"The man you killed joined the army to slay demons, taking risks alone, all he wanted was to straighten people's backs!"

"Are you worthy?!"

boom!
The eaves of the dilapidated temple exploded into powder in an instant!

The roaring blade broke free from the boy's face which was distorted by the speed, revealing a fierce and murderous aura like a tiger or wolf!
The blade whistled, revealing its sharpest fangs towards the white-haired old man!
The murderous intent is overwhelming!
　Please read on, and wait for the twist tomorrow! Actually, it would be better to not say anything and let everyone figure it out on their own. But I'm afraid you won't trust me, and I might run away again. (P.S.: I believe that everyone who has followed this all the way has a certain understanding of my basic plot and character design. Please trust me and read on~)

　　
　
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