Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

The power of habit is powerful.

Faced with one crisis after another, he has become a little numb.

There's nothing we can do, life must go on.

Anle sighed and felt emotional.

"A small temple is strong in evil spirits, a shallow pond is full of turtles!"

Not only are there monsters and evil spirits, but now even demon cultivators have come out.

How could a small village like Chenjiacun be able to hide all these talented people?

Trying hard to recall what happened when he was killed, Anle vaguely remembered that it was a masked man in black, whose figure was difficult to distinguish in the night.

Moreover, his first strike was aimed at Anle's thigh, as if he wanted to cut it off at the root.

"He wants my legs?"

Anle's heart trembled.

He had heard Lin Shanbai say that.

The so-called demonic cultivators are those who follow the path of demons, and their techniques are cruel and bloody.

It is said that there is a way to make elixir from human beings.

Perhaps that was why he took a fancy to Anle's lower limbs that had been tempered with spiritual power.

"So cruel!"

Anle's legs still felt the pain of being cut off.

That feeling is even more terrifying than being killed by a single blow.

But who is this evil cultivator?

Woohoo, Little Red, my Little Red

Chapter 22 Extremely High Degree of Dissipation

Chenjia Village is only this big.

Anle had seen almost all the villagers.

I didn't find anyone who looked like a cruel demon.

I think it is hidden very deeply.

In his opinion, this was like a super-large werewolf fight.

God knows when the evil cultivator will take action?

Anle, who has had several simulation experiences, understands that reality is full of variables, big and small.

Sometimes, just a small change can lead to huge changes in the future.

This is exactly what is called the "butterfly effect".

Although memory is what he relies on during deduction, he cannot trust it blindly.

Otherwise, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later!

Temporarily putting aside his complicated emotions, Anle took a long breath and chose [Flexible Skin] to inherit.

In terms of time spent.

It is apparently rarer than Swift Footsteps.

[Flexible epidermis (green): Your skin becomes more flexible, able to withstand more physical attacks, and prevent sharp objects from piercing or scratching you.]

After inheriting the entry.

An invisible cool substance diffuses from deep within the skin.

It was as if a special plaster was applied.

On a microscopic level, rapidly transforming cells on the body's surface.

When the cool feeling subsided, Anle gently stroked her thigh with her hand.

The touch is very strange.

It's a bit like... oil paper?

It's smooth, has an oily texture, and still has body temperature.

Anle picked up the hunting knife again and slashed with a little force.

The moment the blade came into contact with the skin, it shifted slightly to the side.

It's like cutting something slippery with a knife.

A considerable amount of force was released.

Dissipate energy!

It is an extremely high degree of energy dissipation!

Anle exclaimed: "This defense is much stronger than before!"

Unfortunately, it still only covers the skin of the legs and feet.

Even so, he was still satisfied.

Having this entry is equivalent to wearing a piece of armor with amazing defensive power on the lower body.

It can work wonders at critical moments.

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In the dense and dark jungle.

A hare, obviously much bigger than those on Earth, was chewing the vegetation on the ground with its head down.

The black eyeballs rolled around and the ears stood up high.

Still be alert while eating.

Swish!

An arrow shot out from the air.

It accurately penetrated the hare's body as it just jumped up.

Keng——

The arrow, along with the hare, was nailed to the ground.

The feathers at the tail of the arrow kept vibrating.

From the shade of the trees, Anle, carrying a basket and bow and arrow on his back and holding a hunting knife, walked quickly to the prey.

He weighed it twice and smiled.

"Not bad, quite fat."

I was thinking about how plump this cute rabbit would look after being put into the pot.

Sad tears almost fell from Anle's mouth.

He was just thinking of sharing this joy with Uncle Lin as usual.

But when he turned around, he found that he was alone in the forest.

"Ugh……"

Just as the memory in the deduction, today the old hunter no longer accompanies Anle to hunt, but stays indoors.

Although when he appeared this morning, he seemed to be in better spirits than yesterday.

But Anle was still very worried.

"Roar----"

The roar coming from the nearby forest interrupted his thoughts.

"This is……"

Anle came to his senses, became extremely alert again, and left the place quickly.

In this dangerous forest.

You can never be too careful!

Anle started running.

With the blessing of [Jungle Swiftness], his steps are exceptionally light, and he treats complex terrain as nothing, and can cross obstacles with a light leap.

It landed extremely lightly, with almost no sound, like a nimble large cat.

There was wind in my ears and the scenery behind me was rapidly receding, as if I was flying low over the jungle.

Many small animals were frightened and ran away.

In the past, when Anle went hunting with the old hunter, they rarely ran at full speed.

But now, he finally doesn't have to hide and suppress himself.

The feeling is completely different.

The sky is high and the birds can fly freely; the sea is wide and the fish can jump freely!

An indescribable feeling of comfort and a burst of satisfaction.

However, the joyful run did not last long.

He quickly slowed down, bent down slightly, held his breath, and looked in one direction of the jungle.

The increasingly sharp intuition is giving warnings.

There, danger lurks.

"What bad luck!"

Anle cursed inwardly.

[The Forsaken Person] is still the same [Forsaken Person], even drinking cold water will get his teeth stuck.

You can run into danger just by strolling around.

He was just about to leave quietly in the opposite direction, but at this moment, a roar suddenly rang out!

"Ugh!"

The sound was so close that even the branches and leaves were shaking and rustling.

Anle immediately squatted down and hid himself behind the bushes.

Based on his rich experience in hunting, he knew that doing this could avoid 80% of the dangers.

Hiding behind the dense bushes, Anle carefully observed his surroundings.

In the woods.

A frightened fawn jumped out in panic and ran away for its life.

But one of its originally healthy hind legs was missing, and the wound was bleeding, with fascia and bones vaguely visible.

It was as if it was torn off abruptly.

Of course the fawn without a leg couldn't run fast. It struggled and limped, its eyes full of the desire to survive.

Unusually heavy breathing followed closely behind.

This was a savage, dressed in rags and covered in dust.

When Anle saw his face clearly, his eyes widened in surprise.

The savage's eyes were bloodshot, his facial features were hideous and distorted, strange long hair grew on his face, and the corners of his mouth were stained with scarlet blood.

Reveals a sense of madness.

But Anle could still recognize him at a glance; he was the missing Chen Zhuangshi!

But at this moment, he seemed to have completely abandoned his human rationality and became like a savage beast, making strange roars and pouncing on the deer.