In the darkness, the already dim candlelight, now by the wind is about to extinguish, the light is even darker than 10%.

But in such darkness, the knife seemed to sense the breath inside me, and many translucent green liquids slowly oozing in the blade.

These green liquids did not flow along the blade, but solidified after completely covering the blade, as if a jade protective film was coated with a spear.

I don't know if it's a reflection of light or something else, the knife is scattered with a very soft green light, full of indescribable vitality, as if it has come to life.

“Your current state seems a little worse than before you...” The killer looked at me worriedly, looked up and down, and his expression became more and more heavy: “Do you want to be strong or do you want to die?”

"I'm sure."

I gritted my teeth, slowly climbed up from the ground, and stood firm.

Although the body has recovered, but the state is really not good, perhaps there is a wear and loss between the ancient air and the body, and no one has withdrawn from my physical meaning, so my situation is a little embarrassed...

The two of them did not play the two-song-sand-set trick, nor did they divide my limbs, but they were all drilled into the veins of the blood vessels and circulated in my body constantly...

I don't know if this is good or bad, anyway, I feel a little faint in my head, and my footsteps are a little heavy, but if I say what is uncomfortable in my body, I really can't say.

“Blood . . . it seems to be burning...” I muttered, carefully feeling the change in my own flesh: “But the intensity seems to have not changed much...”

Although this is said, I soon found that something is wrong... I am not only able to control the air so simple now... the control of the body is countless times stronger than the original!

Not the ordinary feeling that can manipulate the limbs, but every flesh and blood can be used by me, and can make me like an arm.

That said, when I focus on manipulating the body, every flesh and blood will give me feedback, just like a normal person bending a finger, or lifting a foot, that kind of feedback is extremely strong!

How far can I control my body?

I’m thinking about it too, and I’ll have an answer soon.

Reuniting the body, this is not brought about by the body and ancient atmosphere, but a manipulation of self-awareness, which seems to allow flesh and blood to regenerate flesh and blood, and the internal organs can also be born.

This self-control is obviously much faster than the speed at which I have regained my body.

In addition, what surprised me the most was being able to separate myself from the body.

This is something I have no intention of liquefying, so that my flesh and blood can liquefy, like a liquid, flowing along the body, but the liquefying part will soon recover.

This change is not brought to me by ancient air, it should be... the body clam!

I can clearly feel that when the flesh and blood are separated, it is the flesh clam that works in it...

The body is changing, and the level of life seems to be a certain jump, as the spider boy said.

In this case, aside from the ancient atmosphere, it is most likely that the body has evolved again... this can be felt from its stronger breath...it has changed down!

When a living person is planted in the flesh, it is not immutable, but has five realms.

The first realm is the just-entry body, the fall of the body, the underworld, the spirit is seen, but there are certain side effects, every month, there will be bone-building general severe pain torture.

The second realm is the ascending yang body, as the name suggests, the sun, the yang is flourishing, can resolve the yinness of the body, the monthly bone-building pain will also be relieved, you can also see the ghosts with the naked eye, the yang in the blood is sufficient, but also more practical than Zhusha.

The third realm, which is what the brain blames me to help me enter, is still real.

In this state, the body clam will still be my most real face, and there will no longer be those yin and yang in the body, only the purest, full of life.

The qualitative change of flesh and blood can not only make your body recover faster, but also have a certain repair effect on the outside world, and it can be said that the body can be used for medicine.

The fourth level is the last time I entered the Northeast.

In this realm, the changes in the flesh are not great, but the soul changes greatly, and the world that can enter after the trick is more real than the world of ordinary people, so the means of seeing ghosts and evil spirits can not see my soul...

From the beginning to the end, the first four realms of the body clams are first transformed into the flesh and then into the soul.

When the soul and the body are transformed, the whole level of life will jump, and it is impossible to say that this jump is the key to the last level of the body.

Indulging.

As the last state of the body, what is the whole body of the body, I do not know, but it is certain that the body and the soul are absolutely qualitative leap.

Is it getting stronger?

The question had been swirling in my mind, but I could only feel the physical changes... I don’t know if it had become stronger... but it seemed to be even stranger.

The flesh and blood that had been separated from me flowed on the ground like a liquid, and gathered into a pool of deep-red liquid like blood, and the color of the blood was almost the same as that of ordinary people, and could not see the original color of the variation.

After gathering into a beach, the blood also drilled a lot of chopsticks thick and thin, like tentacles, constantly twisting, waving, as if to say hello to me.

Really, I can feel their kindness to me intuitively, as if they all have their own minds, are living creatures!

“What happened...”

The spider boy came up curiously, crouched down and looked at the tentacles that extended out of the blood, and asked me excitedly: "They are very strong... like something condensed from the purest breath of life..."

Without waiting for the spider boy to go down, just listen to the snoring, the blood in front of him, like a living life, they jumped up from the ground and rushed straight out of the spider boy's legs.

The speed, did not give us a chance to react, almost instantly drilled into the spider boy's legs.

The killer rushed forward, raised his hand, and let it as far away as possible from the ground, and glared at me viciously: "This is what you did?!

I am also full of fog, looking at this scene, the mind is confused.

How much does that mean?

The flesh and blood that separates me... actually attacking the spider boy?!

“No, no. They’re not attacking me...”

The spider boy only opened his mouth at this time, and the tone was very confused, and he seemed to not understand what was going on.

“I don’t feel their hostility...they’re kind to me...”

Just when the spider boy said this, his face had gradually rosied, and the whole person's mental state had a qualitative leap, and his eyes became much brighter.

“They’re treating the wounds in my body... making up for the breath that I’m using...”

The spider boy said, the tone could not help but get excited, looking at my eyes, it was even more a difficult shock to hide.

"All right."

As soon as the voice fell, the spider boy gently patted the arm of the killer and motioned to let him down.

After the spider boy landed firmly, he looked at me deeply, and his tone became complicated, and there was an indescribable feeling.

"I've recovered."The spider boy whispered, “Whether it is air or physical, all the losses have been restored by your flesh and blood... are you still a human being?”

When I asked, the spider boy was serious.

"Have you recovered?" asked the ghost in a hurry, and it seems that it is still very nervous, and asked in a hurry: "The anger is also back?"

The spider boy said nothing, still staring at me.

“I don’t know...”

I raised my hand, scattered the flesh and blood of the palm, and looked at the same color as normal human beings, the very ordinary and unpleasant smell of blood.

“It should be counted.”

I smiled, holding the knife in my back hand, and went out outside the barrier without my head.

“It should count.”