The person Chu Lang thought of was the Centennial Demon.
There was a strange horn on the head of the Centennial Demon. At Luo Xing Mountain, Yu Qiuhuang and Nine-Armed Tianzun worked together to kill the Centennial Demon, and finally Yu Qiuhuang took away the body of the Centennial Demon.
Chu Lang now understood that Yu Qiuhuang took away the corpse of the century-old demon because of the strange horns on his head.
Wenren continued: "Yu Qiuhuang told me that the mucus in that horn is very magical and can speed up the healing of injuries. No matter how severe the injury is, as long as the head does not fall off and the heart does not break, the person can live."
After hearing this, Chu Lang thought of Chen Zuohu again.
Chen Zuohu has always boasted that he has divine blood. Hu Zheng told Chu Lang that the blood in Chen Zuohu's body is actually not divine blood, but a kind of demon blood that can drive people crazy.
This demonic blood also harmed Chen Zuohu.
Make him cruel and violent.
Chu Lang also understood now that the Centennial Demon was Master Chen Zuohu and Master Hu Zheng.
Chu Lang said: "So, Yu Qiuhuang wants you to inject that thing into his body?"
Wen Ren said: "Yes. Yu Qiuhuang said that the person with this horn has a unique way to inject divine blood into the eight extraordinary meridians of the person. Now that person is dead, others don't know the method. Unless he practices the divine blood and becomes a master,
There is a person who can perfectly adapt to this kind of liquid and can inject it in any way. Others will be destroyed if there is even the slightest mistake. So he does not dare to try it easily. He asked me to find a way to inject the blood god into the eight extraordinary meridians to eliminate the rejection reaction.
drop to lowest."
Chu Lang felt: "Actually, that's the devil's blood. He is already the number one person in Dayu, no one can surpass him, and he still wants the devil's blood. In this way, it will be even harder to defeat him. Because
He can take a bigger hit than his opponents."
Wen Rendao: "Human nature is greedy. Who doesn't want to make themselves stronger? If it were me, I would bet on such a good thing. Of course, at my age, there is no need to bet on it."
Chu Lang said: "Old brother must have figured out a way to inject it into his body."
Wen Ren said: "After I thought hard, I finally came up with a way, and the risk was very low. I injected part of the mucus into the eight meridians of Yu Qiuhuang. I also specially prepared a pair of medicine to assist. He also has rejection now.
, but it’s not big, I just feel a little chest tightness, and sometimes there’s a burning sensation in the meridians. After injecting it, he told me that it was demon blood. Everything has pros and cons. He said that the disadvantage of demon blood is that it can change a person’s character.
It even makes people crazy.”
Chu Lang thought of the tragedy in last year's martial arts competition where Yu Qiuhuang caused the death of thousands of people in the martial arts world and innocent people.
Chu Lang mocked and said, "He's not afraid. He's already gone crazy."
Wenren also laughed, a bit strangely, and said: "Close your eyes."
Chu Lang said: "Brother, what do you want to do?"
Wen Ren said: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."
Chu Lang closed his eyes.
Wenren took out a silver bottle from the secret compartment of his medicine box. This silver bottle was originally used by Wenren to store a special medicine, and was half the size of a fist.
Wen Ren raised the silver bottle in front of Chu Lang and said, "You can open your eyes now."
Chu Lang opened his eyes.
Chu Lang said: "Brother, what's in this bottle?"
Wenren's expression became excited, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and a green fluorescent light suddenly came out from the mouth of the bottle.
Chu Lang immediately understood what was in the bottle, it was demon blood!
Wenren said excitedly: "Xiao Lang, you are an evil thing. And the Hidden Dragon Sutra is so evil. In the end, you became a master and didn't completely turn into a devil. So Yu Qiuhuang is not afraid, and you are not afraid either. I think of you in everything, brother.
I'm so kind to you. I really treat you as my son. Well, maybe you were really my son in your previous life."
Chu Lang immediately understood that Wen Ren wanted to inject demon blood into his body.
Indeed, as someone said, Chu Lang is not afraid either.
Chu Lang possesses the most evil power and the most evil dragon of hell in his body, so he is not afraid of any evil power or medicine.
However, Chu Lang has not completely turned into a demon yet, thanks to the Nine Questions of Kong Hou, which represents justice. Although the Nine Questions of Kong Hou have not yet been completed, it can also alleviate the demonic thoughts in Chu Lang's heart.
At this moment, Chu Lang's eyes lit up.
Red greedy light.
Chu Lang said: "Brother, how did you steal it?"
Wen Ren said: "Hey, listen to me. When I injected Brother Yu, he was in a coma, so I secretly kept some. Anyway, there was a lot in that corner. But I couldn't keep too much, because Yu
My brother is also better than a monkey. Later, I asked him for some openly. I said I wanted to do research. The injection of demon blood was successful. He was also happy and gave me some. In this way, I had enough.
Injected into you. Do you think my brother is the smartest person in the world?"
Chu Lang looked at Wen Ren, and Wen Ren looked at Chu Lang.
Suddenly, the two looked at each other and laughed excitedly.
The situation was like a partnership stealing a priceless treasure.
Chu Lang raised his thumb and said: "Not only is he smart, he is also unprecedented. Haha..."
Wen Ren screwed the cap on the bottle again and said, "Let me inject it into your body after a while. By then, your wounds will heal at least twice as fast as now, and your internal organs will be very capable of withstanding heavy injuries. I am as strong as you."
, they really complement each other.”
Chu Lang was extremely happy at this moment. He said: "Okay, I will listen to you, brother. When I have a son in the future, I will let him call you grandpa. I can also use your last name."
Wenren stared and said, "Call me grandpa? Wouldn't that be a mess for a lifetime?"
Chu Lang said: "I don't care about that much. As long as I am happy and you are happy, brother, that's all."
After hearing this, Wenren let out an almost harsh laugh of excitement. He laughed and said, "I just like your virtue of being fearless and not caring about anything."
Chu Lang said again: "Brother, does the River King have anything to say to me?"
Wen Ren said: "He King said, you don't need to worry about him. If Yu Qiuhuang wanted him to die, he would have died long ago. So Yu Qiuhuang would not kill him. River King also said that you don't need to persuade him.
He must fight Qin Jiu. Even if he dies in the battle, he will have the dignity to see all the dead people in the Prince's Palace. If he doesn't fight Qin Jiu, his life will be worse than death. Finally, the Prince of River said, as long as you fight with the sword in the royal city,
Even if you are worthy of him. He doesn't care about anything else. He said that you are different from other disciples. You are a wolf. Your goal is to survive in the cruel world and you are full of ambition. Whoever stops you from living will kill you.
Who to kill? So even if one day you stab him with a knife, he will not complain. As long as you can destroy Blood Moon King City."
After hearing this, Chu Lang rubbed his bald head, and after a moment he said: "The one who knows me is the River King!"
Wen Ren said: "Yes, he is right..."
Wenren wanted to say something else, but he stopped talking.
What the King of Rivers said to Wen Ren was actually not fully told by Wen Ren to Chu Lang.
King He also told Wenren that if he hadn't entrusted Chu Lang with the sacred mission of fighting against the Blood Moon City, and often instilled in Chu Lang that this was a righteous act in the world, and made Chu Lang swear an oath, then Chu Lang would have
In the future, it will be a disaster for the world and a disaster for the world.