When the black spikes stabbed towards him, Muchen's originally calm eyes suddenly closed tightly, and the thought of longing for life once again invaded his brain.
Is it true that I, Muchen, am going to die here today?
The pounding heartbeat continued to accelerate, and cold black nails poked his forehead, but his brain felt like it was heating up, and the brain matter all over his body was boiling.
No! I can't die yet!
The strong desire to survive once again made his spirit excited. He wanted to avoid the sharp black nails. He used his mental strength that was almost beyond ordinary people to control his head and try to dodge sideways.
But no matter what, his body had long since been destroyed into a pile of scrap metal, like a tattered robot with no intelligent brain, and the other components of the body had long since stopped functioning.
I don’t know how much time passed, and I don’t know how many instructions Muchen’s brain sent to his body, but the coldness that made his heart palpitate was always on his forehead and never fell!
ah?
Why haven't you died yet? Muchen thought.
His closed eyes slowly opened, his bloodshot eyes filled with disbelief.
"Huhu." Big beads of sweat on Muchen's forehead kept dripping down his cheeks, wetting his black-clad shoulders.
"Why don't you do anything?"
I saw a trace of inexplicable ridicule on the half-animal, half-human face.
"Why should I kill you? You must know that this is the competition arena for the mentor battle of the China National Spiritual Cultivator Competition, and the situation inside is being stared at by hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the venue.
After all, you are also a cultivator but an extraordinary strong man. I will kill you like this. It doesn’t matter whether you die or not. But once I kill you, an extraordinary strong man, in front of so many people, I will become your Huaxia
He is the most evil person in the whole country."
Lin Yi smacked his lips, rolled his blue pupils at Muchen, and said mockingly: "Do you think I would be so stupid? Would I do such a thankless thing without any scruples?"
A trace of surprise appeared on Muchen's face, and he instantly became overjoyed.
He survived! He didn't have to die!
Sure enough, Ji Ren has his own destiny, and Mu Chen is indeed not destined to die!
But it seems that there are some flaws in what Lin Yi just said. The secondary defense formations in the arena were all arranged by him personally. As long as he does some tricks on the formations, it must be easy to deceive the cameras hidden in the dark of the arena, right?
Haha, this idiot's brain has become so funny after turning into a beast, he can't even think of such a simple question.
So what if he is an array genius? So what if he is the only second-level array master in China? Even if Mu Chen is at the end of his rope, he still survives?
Muchen looked at Lin Yi again, with a strange look in his bloodshot eyes.
"What are you worried about?" Lin Yi frowned, always feeling that Muchen's eyes were a bit mocking towards him.
"What are you looking at..." Muchen was about to say this subconsciously, but he felt that the tip of the black nail on his forehead could not help but dig into his flesh.
"Huh?!" Lin Yi snorted coldly and continued: "What did you just say? Do you dare to say it again?"
Muchen's face changed with fright. He was a person who had been in front of the King of Hell once, and finally had a glimmer of hope for survival. Now if he accidentally made Lin Yi angry with his mouth, he would poke his own head with a nail.
In my head, Muchen won't even have a place to cry when the time comes.
"I, what did I just say?"
Lin Yi's blue pupils turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't pretend to be something for me, I heard what you just said, please tell me again now."
"I, forgot..."
"Are you sure?" Lin Yi said in a long voice, and the black nail that had been pressing against Muchen's forehead couldn't help but push a little further into his forehead.
Muchen swallowed secretly, knowing that if he really said what he had not finished just now, his life would really be over.
No, his head should be gone!
But if Muchen hadn't said anything, then his head might not be there now.
Muchen had secretly gotten to know Lin Yi before, and he knew almost everything about his living habits and attitude towards others.
Among them, the thing that Mu Chen couldn't see through the most was Lin Yi's moody temper. Sometimes it was just a taunting remark made by others, and Lin Yi would kill him. Sometimes the enemy even shit in his face.
, but he didn’t even fart.
These are the various images Muchen has of Lin Yi. Therefore, when Lin Yi said not to kill him just now, Muchen would not be so stupid as to really think that Lin Yi would not dare to kill him. Maybe if he accidentally said something wrong, he would just say it.
The nails will make you burp.
Lin Yi seemed a little impatient and said irritably: "Will you tell me or not?"
"I said, I said..." Muchen's face was uncertain. He hesitated for a long time before finally speaking slowly:
"I just wanted to say, look at how handsome you are."
The corners of Lin Yi's mouth raised slightly, suppressing a smile and not bursting out.
"I like to hear what you say."
Seeing the smile on Lin Yi's face, Muchen was overjoyed, as if he saw a fresh dawn before his eyes, and hurriedly said while the iron was hot, "I wonder if Brother Lin can let go of this black cap from my forehead..."
"But!" Lin Yi's smiling face immediately darkened again, and the black nail that was already one centimeter away from Muchen's forehead was poked on the mark just now.
"Don't think that I can't understand the look in your eyes just now. I used to use this look when I was a security guard. It was the look I used when I looked at those stupid business owners. You are still a little too young if you want to lie to me!"
"So, you dare to look at me like this, do you think I should kill you?"
"I..." Muchen looked slumped, and as soon as the words of defense he had thought of came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Even Muchen's eyes looked different when he looked at Lin Yi.
Damn, this Lin Yi is really a talent. You can understand what he means with just an ordinary look. If Lin Yi is allowed to know what he is thinking now, then Muchen will be crushed by Lin Yi.
Divided into pieces?
Muchen sighed and admitted rather helplessly: "The look in my eyes just now was indeed my fault. I'm here to show you my fault. I'm sorry..."
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, suddenly feeling a little funny. He never expected that Muchen, the once arrogant and powerful man, would take the initiative to bow down and apologize to others.
"Do you think it's all just a matter of saying sorry?"
Muchen said helplessly: "Then what do you want? My life is in your hands now."
Lin Yi sneered, and the spiritual energy in his Dantian passed through the meridians, slowly along his arm, and injected into the black spikes.