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Chapter 123 Premonition [Part ] (Seeking follow-up reading)
"What are you doing?"

Hu Qi said calmly.

The black fog really had some tricks. It made his perception, which originally covered hundreds of meters, seem to be covered by a layer of gauze, and the range was slightly reduced.

However, it was still easy for him to find the other party.

next moment.

A powerful surge of blood and energy spread from his body, and his entire figure seemed to be wrapped in red arcs of electricity.

The black mist that originally enveloped him quickly evaporated and dissipated.

Swish!
A flash of knife light suddenly appeared, and a suffocating breath of death spread.

Lang Liu's expression changed drastically. Although he was tall, his reaction speed was not slow. He quickly put his hands in front of him to protect himself.

The figure narrowly avoided the attack, but even so, was still hit by the knife.

puff!
In an instant, the knife flashed, the wound was torn apart, and blood splattered and flew everywhere.

Lang Liu cried out in pain and quickly retreated, directly crashing the assembly line machine that was still in operation in half. The machine fell to the ground with a loud rumbling sound.

However, because of the black fog, the sound was directly confined inside and could not be transmitted out at all.

"How is it possible that you could hurt me?"

Lang Liu lowered his head and looked at the huge wounds on his arms that went deep into the bones.

This was the first time he encountered blood food that could harm him since he came to this world.

As the wound was squirming, there was a tendency for granulation tissue to grow and heal each other. Unfortunately, the wound had already given off a faint burnt smell as if it had been roasted by fire.

It is simply impossible to recover in a short period of time.

Faced with this scene, Lang Liu looked ferocious. He actually opened his mouth and bit and tore the roasted muscle tissue on the wound, directly biting it into pieces and swallowing it into his stomach.

The next second, the bloody wound began to heal quickly.

However, even so, his expression was still extremely ugly.

Those secret warriors he encountered before, even if he stood there, they couldn't break his defense, let alone hurt him.

And the man in front of him actually caused such serious injuries with just a light blow of the sword.

Ignoring Lang Liu's gaze, Hu Qi wiped the blood off the knife with his finger and put it into his mouth.

Sure enough, it tasted just as sweet as before, but the flavor was slightly worse.

Perhaps because of its strength, the lower-level black-blooded creature in front of him is not as strong as the previous one.

Fortunately, we can still provide him with modification values.

"Huh? You're looking for death!"

Noticing Hu Qi's actions and gaze, Lang Liu's heart was filled with anger again.

When? When will it be the turn of these lowly blood eaters to dare to look at me with such eyes!

And dare to eat your own blood.

Swish! However, before he could make any move, a dark blade light, like the scythe of the god of death, swept across his neck.

In an instant, his movement to stand up froze in place, and a large amount of black blood gushed out.

Looking at this scene, Hu Qi was about to step forward when he suddenly felt an impulse in his heart.

Activate the Three-Eyed Yuan Snake Devouring Soul Diagram.

He opened his mouth.

Then, a terrifying sucking force emerged from the mouth.

Subsequently.

The black blood seemed to have life.

It quickly rolled up and turned into a column of water and sank into Hu Qi's stomach.

At the spot, Lang Liu's headless body and severed head, like a burnt-out incense stick, turned directly into ashes as the cool night breeze blew in through the broken window.

Watch this scene.

His expression moved slightly, and he immediately understood that this should be because the Three-Eyed Snake's bloodline had been strengthened, making its soul-devouring talent even more powerful.

This is better, so I don't have to lie on it and suck it like a vampire.

Although Hu Qi didn't mind, it was still a bit indecent.

Thinking of this, he called out the panel and glanced down at the last modification value column.

[Modified value: 26 (31%)] "It only provides this much. No wonder it's so weak."

Hu Qi frowned slightly.

Originally, he had four points left in his modification value, which meant that the other party only provided him with twenty-two points.

She is simply incomparable to the lower-level black-blooded woman in the black dress.

Obviously, the strength of this black-blooded creature is too weak.

The fact that he was killed with just one blow is enough to explain the problem.

Shaking his head, he looked around, bent down, picked up the bottle and collected the small pool of black blood on the ground.

He left this on purpose, in order to give it to the camphor tea duck to see if he could make it change again.

Because of Lang Liu's death, the black fog that originally covered the area began to dissipate.

Seeing this, Hu Qi's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

……

At the moment when Lang Liu died, in a room more than ten kilometers away from here.

The owner of the room had long since turned into blood food and was completely devoured, leaving only a few dark red bloodstains on the floor.

At this moment, in a corner of the room, Su Xing, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes full of astonishment and shock.

"Lang Liu is actually dead!"

He and Lang Liu are actually twins, he is the elder brother and Lang Liu is the younger brother.

Not really. There is a certain telepathy between them.

Through this induction, you can roughly feel the other person's location and what they are doing.

Just now, this telepathy suddenly disappeared.

It feels like something important has been lost out of nowhere.

The black blood species has a long lifespan. The lower-level black blood species can live for four to five hundred years, which is twice as long as that of a martial artist.

He had never had this feeling in the past few hundred years.

And now having this feeling can only mean one result, that is, the other party is dead.

Several broken images flashed in his eyes.

He was a man with sallow skin and a cold expression.

"Stupid brother, I told you not to run around, but you didn't listen. Now you've been killed. Do you still want me to avenge you?"

After a long silence, Su Xing began to talk to himself.

Although he said this, there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes.

As a black-blooded species, he regards ordinary people as blood food.

But to put it bluntly, it's just because of the difference in genetic nature. Just like humans and livestock, livestock have emotions, and humans have them too.

The same is true for black blood.

Although he is stronger than Langliu, his strength is also limited.

The other party was able to kill his brother with two sword strikes.

The biggest possibility that I would end up finding the other party and taking revenge on him is that I would end up following in my brother's footsteps.

Therefore, we can only place our hopes on the coming feast master.

……

In Anshan City, in a secret room on the top floor of Zhu Xi’s house, a slender figure sat cross-legged.

A red long sword was placed on one side. He had red eyes and blonde hair, and exuded an indifferent aura.

It was Helinta.

At this moment, she was holding a red fruit in her hand that looked like red agate. A faint fragrance emanated from it, making people salivate.

Looking down at the red fruit, a rare look of struggle appeared in Helinta's wine-red eyes.

When doing business with the black blood race, she naturally understood the possible risks involved.

However, facing the gradual stagnation of her cultivation progress, she became more and more anxious.

(End of this chapter)