The fat man didn't know why, but his whole body suddenly trembled. The look he looked at Jiang Xiaoyu became extremely hot. That look was like that of a person who hasn't eaten for ten and a half months and suddenly sees roast chicken.
"Huh?" Jiang Xiaoyu was a little surprised. He wasn't like this just now. I don't know why, but now this guy looks at him so eagerly.
The fat man struggled vigorously on the stone bed, twisting his waist and pulling continuously with his hands.
A long tongue fell directly to his chin. On the tip of the tongue, sticky saliva flowed along the tongue and into the pit of his chest.
"tasty!"
"tasty!"
The fat man squirmed hard, and just when he reached the edge of the stone bed, he suddenly fell down, perhaps because it was too heavy. His round body turned two or three times before he stopped.
He was breathing faster and faster, and the hot breath in his nostrils was like a boiling kettle.
“Delicious!”
Suction came, but the target was the gourd in Jiang Xiaoyu's hand.
"Not good!" Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly hugged the gourd and looked at Jiang Ping on the gourd. At this time, he was dripping with cold sweat and his body was shaking.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaoyu really couldn't imagine how Jiang Ping, who was in a soul state, could be in such a situation.
"He...he wants to eat me...I can feel it! It's...so uncomfortable..." Jiang Ping stammered.
At this time, the fat man seemed to know that it was difficult for him to crawl. His short limbs shrank and rolled over like a meat ball.
"No!" Jiang Ping yelled, holding his head.
Jiang Xiaoyu quickly made a thought and asked Jiang Ping to return to the gourd. His mind immediately entered the gourd and asked: "Jiang Ping, what happened just now?"
"I don't know either." Jiang Ping obviously felt much more comfortable after entering the gourd. "When he saw me, I felt that my head was in unbearable pain. Deep in my soul, there seemed to be an innate feeling.
Fear. So weird..."
Jiang Xiaoyu and Lin Zhihuan exchanged a look, and then repeated Jiang Ping's words intact.
When Lin Zhihuan heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought.
Although the fat man's strength was not high, Lin Zhihuan was very puzzled by what he showed. What kind of monster could it be if it could scare the soul?
"My delicious food?"
"Where did my delicious food go?"
The fat man seemed to wake up from a dream and stared around blankly. His eyes became extremely hollow, as if his soul had been pulled out.
"So hungry..."
"So hungry..."
The fat man hugged his round belly and started to cry.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Lin Zhihuan at a loss, "Master, what should we do now?"
Lin Zhihuan's eyes were captivating and he said: "This thing is a glutton for mortals and should be killed!"
"No! Master, look!"
Jiang Xiaoyu pointed to the place where Lin Zhihuan injured Fatty just now. At some point, the wound on his belly disappeared.
"Huh?" Lin Zhihuan looked at it and felt a little strange.
"Could it be that it was blocked?"
Lin Zhihuan flew up directly, and a flying sword suddenly condensed in his hand.
The flying sword flexibly drew a line in the air, and then chopped off the fat man's right hand at shoulder level.
"Wow..."
The fat man was suddenly in pain and screamed like a ghost, and his whole body was rolling on the ground.
A strange thing happened. On the fat man's right shoulder, a small granulation actually grew. The granulation grew in the wind, and in a moment, it was the size of a baby's arm.
Jiang Xiaoyu pointed to the extremely uncoordinated arms and said in surprise: "Master, have you ever seen this kind of thing?"
"Unheard of!" Lin Zhihuan shook his head, and the flying sword flew towards the fat man again. This time, the flying sword cut off his left arm.
The meat ball rolled, and Jiang Xiaoyu clearly saw that meat sprouts began to appear on the left shoulder of the thing.
"Master...Master..."
"Um?"
"I have an idea."
"explain!"
Jiang Xiaoyu pointed to the fallen arms on the ground with disgust and said: "This guy is like a leek, it grows when you cut it. If he were really a pig and opened a pork leg restaurant, I am afraid he could be rich for several generations.
Woolen cloth!"
Lin Zhihuan immediately said angrily: "If you like it, take it back and stew it!"
"Forget it, forget it!" Jiang Xiaoyu waved his hands quickly, that thing looked disgusting.
Lin Zhihuan's face turned cold and he whispered: "I still don't believe it! Is this really a leek that has become a spirit or something?"
The flying sword swept across, and a huge brain suddenly fell off the pile of flesh.
His head kept rolling on the ground, but the mouth on his face kept opening and closing. Without his vocal cords, this guy couldn't make any sound.
The head was rolling, and it actually rolled in front of Jiang Xiaoyu. A pair of narrowed eyes full of pain met Jiang Xiaoyu's. Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly felt sick in his heart, and kicked the head far away.
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My head hit the wall and rolled a few times before stopping.
At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu discovered that flesh and blood had grown again on the head and neck.
A body as big as a palm keeps growing.
"Master...Master, you have never seen this kind of thing, right?"
Lin Zhihuan also felt a chill in his vest. This kind of situation is absolutely impossible to happen to humans. Let alone humans, he has never heard of even demon cultivators with such abilities.
All creatures in the world are raised by their mothers and fathers. No matter whether they are monks or ordinary people, their bodies cannot be cut off and grown back again.
In the remote Ning'an City, close to the mortal world, this kind of monster actually appeared.
This not only made Lin Zhihuan curious, but also made him a little scared.
This strange ability is so heaven-defying. Something that defies heaven is enough to scare a Mahayana monk. After all, the ability of this thing, from a certain level, is almost immortal.
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At this moment, Lin Zhihuan suddenly had an evil thought in his heart.
Evil thoughts told him that the thing in front of him might give him endless longevity. The naked temptation lingered in his heart like a nightmare.
After practicing Taoism for many years, Lin Zhihuan has never had such strange thoughts.
The voice calling him in the dark became more obvious: Eat me, eat me, and you will have an immortal body. Eat me, and you will have the opportunity to touch the true meaning of the great road.
Lin Zhihuan shook his head vigorously, but the voice became louder.
The sound over and over again echoed in his mind like a curse.
Vaguely, he felt a strange fragrance coming from the twisted head underground. The fragrance surpassed all the miraculous medicines he had ever encountered.
After eating it, it feels like you will become an immortal immediately.
"Master?" Sensing Lin Zhihuan's strangeness, Jiang Xiaoyu turned around and asked doubtfully.
However, what caught his eye were Lin Zhihuan's scarlet eyes.
The eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the edge of the pupil had turned into a thin line. There were only whites the size of rice grains on the eyelids. Moreover, his aura was also changing rapidly.
There was obviously no wind, but Jiang Xiaoyu felt a chill on his back.
"Master!" Jiang Xiaoyu shouted and stepped back involuntarily.
At this time, Lin Zhihuan seemed to see himself in the near future. He saw his immortal spirit, riding on the clouds and mist. The tribulation thunder in the sky bloomed like fireworks.
In the sky are golden petals that are only found in the fairy world.
The long steps paved with petals extended from the fairy gate to the front of him.
Taking one step forward, Lin Zhihuan felt that the world was under his feet and everything was leaning towards him.
At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu clearly saw that under the fat man's head, the newly grown body was only the size of a pot helmet, but its tiny feet actually supported the huge head as it swayed towards Lin Zhihuan.
Lin Zhihuan's feet actually took a step forward.
Lin Zhihuan took two steps out of the world. He saw the immortals at the gate of the Immortal Gate, waving to him. Behind them were the gorgeous Immortal Palace and the galloping immortal beasts.
A divine dragon flew from afar and landed quietly at his feet.
All this is so real.
Isn’t all of this exactly what I have been pursuing throughout my life?
After taking three steps, the round head was raised, and his eyes looked at Lin Zhihuan, full of heat.