Chen Yang's heart continued to sink. Of course he knew that the most terrifying thing in the world was not death. Especially for a girl, there were many tragic and unbearable things that could happen to her.
Cheng Jianhua continued: "What's more, you are a destined person. A destined person can die, but he will never commit suicide. Because until the last moment, it means there is still hope, right?"
Chen Yang said coldly: "You are too confident." He paused and said: "After I die, no matter how floods come, my soul will be gone and I will leave no trace in the world. How can I care about Qin Moyao?
During his lifetime?"
Cheng Jianhua smiled faintly and said, "It seems you still don't accept your fate?"
Chen Yang said: "Take your mother's life."
Cheng Jianhua said calmly: "You must know that slandering the Buddha is an infinite sin. If you speak rudely, you are slandering the Buddha by slandering me. I should give you some lessons to let you know the principle of karma and retribution for slandering the Buddha."
Chen Yang's eyes widened and he laughed angrily. Cheng Jianhua was so arrogant that he compared himself to a Buddha. He wanted to curse immediately, but when the words came to his lips, he immediately held back.
Damn it, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. Now that he's under the roof, he's trying to be strong for no reason, and he's only asking for trouble.
At the same time, Cheng Jianhua said to Li Yang behind him: "Slap him ten times."
Li Yang responded and then came to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang's heart was beating fast. He had never been insulted like this before. But Li Yang was cold, and then he slapped Chen Yang ten times in the face.
Li Yang struck hard, but also very measuredly.
Chen Yang was beaten until stars appeared in his eyes, and his cheeks were swollen. After Li Yang slapped him ten times, Chen Yang spit out ten teeth.
Li Yang then returned behind Cheng Jianhua.
Cheng Jianhua looked at Chen Yang calmly.
Chen Yang's eyes were blood red, and he stared at Cheng Jianhua without saying a word. Of course he would not continue to scold Cheng Jianhua, that would be useless. But there is no doubt that today is the biggest insult Chen Yang has ever suffered in his life.
"I will definitely kill you!" Chen Yang said through gritted teeth. There was a biting chill in his voice.
Cheng Jianhua looked at Chen Yang indifferently, and the two of them just looked at each other. After a long while, Cheng Jianhua suddenly burst into laughter. After he finished laughing, he said: "Destined One, I know you hate me so much that you want to tear me to pieces.
Duan. But the reality is that you will be drained of your luck by me and then killed by me. Here, no one in the sky or on earth can save you. You are seriously injured, and it is impossible to save yourself." He paused after saying this.
He paused, stood up, and said: "There are still sixteen hours from now to midnight. Enjoy the last time of your life. Once your luck is extracted, you will find that even if you are alive, you will not be able to survive."
He will live worse than a dog."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and went with Li Yang.
The door of the alchemy room was closed again, and darkness occupied the entire alchemy room.
Chen Yang lay down decadently.
The burning pain on his face had not disappeared, and Chen Yang felt that his entire mouth was numb. After he suffered internal injuries, his energy and blood flowed slowly, and the wounds also recovered extremely slowly.
At this time, Chen Yang wanted to roar angrily and use strong force to smash everything in front of him. But the reality was that as soon as he drew blood, the wound would immediately burst and he would bleed again. This was a deep
A deep sense of powerlessness, so what if there is overwhelming hatred? The reality is so cruel.
Miracle, will there be a miracle?
This is the real world, not a martial arts novel. There will be so many miracles there.
Chen Yang's fists were clenched and his eyes were blood red. He kept this posture for a long time. Finally, he was so tired that he couldn't hold on and had to loosen his fists.
Do you really have to accept your fate?
Is this my fate, Chen Yang?
A strong sense of fate emerged in Chen Yang's mind. But soon, Chen Yang gave up this idea. He knew that Cheng Jianhua wanted this kind of effect. Once he really accepted his fate, his willpower would no longer be firm. Then he would
Your luck will really be taken away.
Once your luck is taken away, you are truly doomed.
Over the years, Chen Yang has been galloping around and passed death many times. It's not that he has extraordinary skills and can escape death every time, but that he is lucky enough. How many mercenary kings have higher cultivation levels than Chen Yang?
, and finally died in stray bullets.
In this world, strength is of course important. But luck definitely accounts for 70%, and 30% is strength!
Time passed by minute by second, and soon it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
During this period, no one came to bring water or food to Chen Yang. The alchemy room seemed like a forgotten place.
It's easy to understand. Anyway, at midnight tonight, that is, at midnight, Cheng Jianhua is going to refine Chen Yang. If he doesn't eat or drink for a day, he won't die, so why should he give Chen Yang food and drink?
However, although Chen Yang was seriously injured, his recovery ability was still better than that of ordinary people. After nine hours of training, Chen Yang was able to stand up slowly and walk. Of course, he was not willing to die. At the moment,
Chen Yang knew that his luck was still there. So he had a glimmer of hope and wanted to find a way out.
Chen Yang came to the gate first. The gate was an iron gate. The iron gate was closed tightly, locking the inside from the outside.
In Chen Yang's heyday, he could still open the iron lock of the big iron door. But now he can only sigh in despair. In despair, Chen Yang began to have wishful thinking, hoping to find some golden elixir or elixir left behind in this alchemy room.
some type of.
Anyway, I just want a miracle.
But obviously, this is truly wishful thinking.
He searched for a while and was already exhausted. This physique was comparable to that of an eighty-year-old old lady. Chen Yang had no choice but to sit cross-legged and take a rest. At this time, even the Great Sun and Moon Technique was useless.
.The Great Sun and Moon Technique is to maintain health, cleanse the marrow, and form blood. It can be the icing on the cake, but it has no healing effect.
After all, martial arts is not as magical as in novels. Chen Yang does not have the internal power to heal his injuries. He can only recover quickly when he is healthy.
It was getting dark.
In the blink of an eye, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. The clear light of the bright moon shone in through the small window, and Chen Yang's thoughts became more and more troubled. This already meant that he was getting closer to death. Death is not terrible, but waiting to die is.
Terrible. He thought of Qin Moyao again, and felt guilty in his heart.
In the final analysis, all this is an unforeseen disaster for Qin Moyao. She was the one who involved Qin Moyao. Otherwise, she should still be happily serving as a team leader in Binhai City.
Chen Yang thought to himself, Qin Moyao wouldn't be fooled, right? After all, although people like Cheng Jianhua, Long Xuan, and Li Yang are not good guys, they are not little gangsters who can do such dirty things.
Chen Yang's thoughts changed again. Damn it. Isn't this an unnecessary disaster for him?
The grievances between Cheng Jianhua, Bai Yinshuang and the other ancestors all had something to do with me! I had a wrong string and ended up in this muddy water.
If I didn't come here, I wouldn't be as happy in Binhai City. I would peek at Sister Qing taking a bath every day, which would be so leisurely and enjoyable.
Chen Yang was thinking wildly in his mind, and suddenly he was startled again.
Could this be what Bai Yinshuang said, the wonderful line of fate?
Is the invisible line of fate pulling me here? Is this the end of my life?
He thought a lot, but in the end he had no results.
Then, Chen Yang's eyes came to the alchemy furnace with a dragon tattoo on it. He couldn't help but become curious, what kind of elixir was being refined in the alchemy furnace?
Chen Yang knew that there was alchemy in Xianxia novels, but that was fiction. In ancient times, some people also made elixirs for emperors. But the elixirs were all fake elixirs such as mercury and lead. After eating them, emperors often died.
Faster.
Chen Yang secretly thought that this Xuanyi Sect is a real master of Xuanmen, and has a deep understanding of numerology, Feng Shui, and the intersection of magnetic fields. They will definitely not make fake elixirs. What kind of elixir are they making?
After much deliberation, Chen Yang couldn't figure it out either.
At this moment, footsteps sounded again outside.
It's Li Yang who's here.
Chen Yang sat cross-legged and thought to himself: "What is he here for?"
The big iron door was opened, and the clear moonlight shone in.
Li Yang was dressed in black, quiet and indifferent, and his face was handsome and cold.
Chen Yang looked at Li Yang. Today he was slapped by Li Yang. Although Li Yang also acted under orders, Li Yang was very harsh. The indifference in his eyes was enough to make Chen Yang angry. If there was a chance, Chen Yang would
Yang will definitely kill Li Yang.
But this is just a thought.
Li Yang came in, then pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Chen Yang. He was also condescending.
"What are you doing here?" Chen Yang spoke first.
Li Yang said calmly: "I want to see what is the difference between the destined people and ordinary people?"
Chen Yang said: "Then you saw it?"
Li Yang said coldly: "I'm very disappointed. There is no difference between you and ordinary people when they face death."
Chen Yang lowered his eyes and said with some waning interest: "If you have nothing else to say, you can leave."
Li Yang's eyes flashed with anger and he said, "You look down on me, right?"
Chen Yang glanced at Li Yang, and then said: "Although you pretend to be cold, I have to say that you are really sensitive inside. Why are you sensitive? Because you are a traitor, right? You are a person who cannot even connect your own country.
You are a betrayer, do you still expect me to treat you differently?"
Li Yang suddenly became excited, his eyes turned red, and he kicked Chen Yang on the neck.
With a bang, Chen Yang was kicked hard and fell to the ground. His face fell to the ground, causing bleeding marks. Li Yang coldly pressed his foot on Chen Yang's neck and sneered: "Bastard, you have it too.
Are you qualified to laugh at me?"
Chen Yang couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was extremely humiliated. He clenched his fists tightly and then released them. He hated him to the extreme, but the most tortured thing was the psychological despair.
Because he has no hope of turning around.
What people fear most is not death, but the lack of hope.
At this time, Li Yang retracted his legs. Chen Yang sat up with support.
"Aren't you sharp-tongued? What's wrong, you're mute?" Li Yang sneered, "Do you really want to kill me? Are you desperate?"
Chen Yang took a deep breath and then closed his eyes.
