Feng Yan narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He suddenly felt a little funny.
As a Kaitan himself, he has quite powerful self-healing ability.
Coupled with the flesh-and-blood training that has been studied for so many years, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be easily solved by a single autophagy.
And the ignorant boy in front of him actually wanted to hurt himself with an ordinary spear?
As the master of the feast and the organizer of countless gatherings of flesh and blood, he knew one thing clearly.
You still have to eat something while drinking.
Otherwise, you will pay the price for your stupidity like this.
"Go to hell."
Feng Yan grinned, and the palm that was originally in front of him suddenly split open and turned into tentacles covered with sharp bone spurs.
He never intended to be defensive.
Exchanging injuries for injuries is not limited to the blow just now.
Sheng Yan was very smart. He knew that as long as he adopted this tactic, Wang Jin would not be able to hold on.
The human body has its limits after all.
"ha."
The young man grinned and smiled very slyly.
He stopped rushing forward and jumped back without warning.
Then press the remote control in your hand.
boom--
Sawdust spread out along with the air waves, mixed with blood-red poisonous mist.
This poisonous mist came from the mechanism set up for the feast. Wang Jin had specially left two bottles to give to Zhao Guangming as souvenirs.
It happens to be useful now.
"Sorry for ruining your floor."
Wang Jin turned to look at Ye Ying, a smile on his dusty face.
"No...it doesn't matter."
Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, her eyes a little dazed.
She didn't expect that this young man not only didn't run away, but even came back to help.
If she had been alive, Ye Ying might have been very fond of this kind of gentleman who was willing to help deal with gangsters.
But Feng Yan is not a gangster, he is the owner of this manor, a madman who is proficient in flesh and blood.
It is obviously a fantasy to think that a small thing made of a few gunpowder can defeat that demonic man.
"At least let him live."
Ye Ying bit her lip gently and secretly made up her mind.
Even if it cost her everything, she will let this young man leave alive.
"Just let me resist one last time... huh?"
Just as she was about to activate her heart to stop the feast, she saw Wang Jin's slightly waving palm.
It seems to be hinting at something.
Soon, Ye Ying understood what he meant.
Without much hesitation, she quietly increased the volume of her singing voice.
"You stupid pig..."
Before the smoke from the explosion had dispersed, countless disgusting tentacles of flesh and blood flew towards Wang Jin from the feasting position.
Also flying out with it were sharp drops of blood.
Their targets are the gaps in Wang Jin's armor and Ye Ying in the same direction.
On the surface, it was strangulation with tentacles, but it secretly released countless invisible blood drops to interfere with judgment, and then used his sister as bait to force Wang Jin to make a choice.
"Choose yourself or this woman."
The sound of the feast rang out, filled with triumph and madness.
His blood drops don't just do damage.
Once they successfully break through the skin, they will quickly take control of the body and finally turn the other person into their own puppet.
If Wang Jin chooses to protect himself, Ye Ying will become his next opponent.
"And this."
As if feeling that this was not enough, Sheng Yan suddenly raised his head and looked into Wang Jin's eyes.
Blood-red light lit up, and crazy whispers and pollution poured into Wang Jin's mind.
"Damn...this is your own sister."
The young man gritted his teeth, and the ancient god's aura circulated slightly, dispelling the crazy whispers.
He saw through the intention of the feast, but he had no emotions like fear or anger.
He just felt sad for Ye Ying.
Wang Jin sighed, amber light flashed in his eyes.
The incomprehensible syllables came out of his mouth, but the meaning was strangely conveyed to everyone.
"solidification."
The power from the god of evil instantly responded to the beloved in the dream, turning the air in front of him into a solid state.
But this can only block those blood drops, but it can't really block the tentacles of the feast.
They seemed to have seen through Wang Jin's thoughts of protecting Ye Ying, and deliberately set aside a part of it to explore the pale and thin woman.
Ye Ying sighed, with disappointment that could not be concealed in his eyes.
This disappointment has lasted for decades, but it reached its peak at this moment.
But she didn't fight back, she just continued singing.
Maximize the ability to block the perception of the feast.
"You stupid fat guy..."
Wang Jin muttered softly and slowly raised the remote control in his hand.
The tentacles covered with bone spurs were close to his eyes, but suddenly stopped.
Feng Yan suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed something.
"It's not me who needs to make a choice."
The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly.
"The housekeeper just now disappeared. Where do you think he went?"
"Actually, we have to thank Ye Ying for this. If it weren't for her singing, you would have discovered it long ago."
Having said this, Wang Jin gently pressed the switch.
A popping sound came from overhead, seemingly coming from the attic.
Experimental specimens and records about flesh and blood are stored there.
"You're deceiving me."
Sheng Yan narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't quite believe Wang Jin's words.
Just because the annoying singing voice prevented him from detecting the sneaking figure, he also couldn't detect the existence of the flame.
Wang Jin had burned himself once before, and the flames were so powerful that they seemed to burn everything.
Obviously there won't be any movement.
"I use a kaidan flame, the kind that can block perception."
The young man waved his hands and smiled with a smile on his face.
After all, the ghost blowing lamp is a lighter, and it can definitely do more than help people hide and seek.
"It takes time for the fire to spread. I deliberately asked the little guy to pick a less important place to start."
"If we go back now, we might be able to save most of the things."
"As for me, you won't be able to kill me for a while anyway."
Wang Jin pointed to the Eye of the Ancient God on his cheek, where the will of death and life slowly flowed.
He had never taken the initiative to use this power before, just to make Feng Yan fear him.
Some trump cards are more meaningful to exist than to be used.
"You...you..."
Looking at the frustrated feast, Wang Jin smiled even more happily.
Torturing his opponents really gave him physical and mental pleasure.
Wang Jin had never thought of confronting a monster of this level head-on. All he had to do was buy time.
Buy time for Wangcai who came to steal the house, and buy time for the suppression department who is about to come to support you.
As for shearing wool...
It doesn’t mean you have to do it yourself.
"Damn it!"
Feng Yan gritted his teeth, and his body turned into a blood shadow and disappeared.
It seems that he has given up on the enemy that is right in front of him.
Of course, Wang Jin did not relax his vigilance.
He knew that Fengyan would not let him go so easily.