"The people from this aristocratic family look similar to ordinary people, but in fact they are not the same species at all."

Chen Xiyi, standing in the dark, looked at the city lord, a boy greeted by Fang Chengshan and others. The boy had a arrogant face and looked down on the people present at all.

The danger perception brought by parchment on Chen Xiyi's body was constantly stimulating his senses, as if warning Chen Xiyi that this young man was very dangerous.

"But what about the tattoo? It's not that people from aristocratic families will have tattoos on their bodies, why don't they see it?"

Chen Xiyi was a little weird. The other party was white and clean, looking like a noble man, and there was no so-called pattern.

"It seems that the tattoo should not be a certain tattoo or skin, it should be a reference. Unfortunately, the strong man didn't say it before."

"Not only that, the decayed vision given to me by the hood mirror seems to be ineffective against it. No, it should be blocked."

Chen Xiyi can gradually decay when he looks at others, but because the mirror and parchment reach a balance, the power is actually not very strong.

Perhaps if Chen Xiyi wants to completely rot a person, he needs to target him for about fifteen minutes, but the resistance of this family is obviously stronger than that of ordinary people. There is nothing unusual in three minutes.

Generally speaking, you can detect your own problems in about a minute.

"Is it because it is not powerful enough to hurt the other party or is it not noticed?" Chen Xiyi quickly retracted his eyes. Although this was a killer move, it took too long. Unless the mirror is revived and strengthened, it would probably only be used to bully ordinary people.

It does not have much effect on dealing with people from aristocratic families.

"I just don't know when the blood sacrifice will start, and it should be tomorrow at the latest."

Before Chen Xiyi's analysis could be revealed, he heard the movement. When he looked up, the young man actually pulled the city lord's head off, and then all the remaining people who were greeted were killed.

This made Chen Xiyi feel a little terrified. You don’t follow the plot.

It would be a very happy thing if he didn't follow the plot himself, but if the enemy didn't follow the plot, it would definitely be unhappy.

‘What is the reason that the other party started to kill? From all aspects, there is no killing. No, actually, there is also the case. My behavior just now made the other party alert, which led to changes.’

He suspected that the boy from this aristocratic family had noticed that his body was rotting, but he was resisted because of his own reasons. Then he thought that the city lord secretly took action to avoid blood sacrifice, so he started to take action first.

This possibility is very high, and parchment has also begun to become active.

[You found that people from a noble family actually started to kill, and they attacked because of their father's death.]

"This thing seems to be a bit problematic, is the prediction wrong?" Chen Xiyi looked at the words given by the parchment. This was completely inconsistent with his personality.

Take action in anger? Stop making trouble, he is eager to be more strict now.

The man from the aristocratic family was extremely powerful and could actually control his blood. In an instant, he sucked the blood from the corpse and poured into a square box.

"It seems that the limitations of parchment are still very large. His predictions for me are quite limited. It is not that it is because he is balancing with the hood mirror, which leads to problems in the future."

This is just like the rotten ability of a hood mirror. The predictive ability of parchment is also weakened after suppression, which leads to incorrectness.

"This thing is really bad, alas~"

However, Chen Xiyi didn't want to say that he was going to run away. This thing hurt him very much, but it was limited.

Because his blood was not just pure blood, but also a cold curse after the fusion of parchment paper. In addition, his body muscles also had a rotten curse that looked at the hood.

It is equivalent to saying that his flesh and blood contain curses. This thing is not a weakened version like his skills, but a real original version.

So Chen Xiyi just needs to be a little more ruthless and directly cut off a piece of flesh and blood and stuff it into the body of the boy from the aristocratic family. It is unlikely to die suddenly, but it is still possible to get seriously injured.

"The blood of the Huang family is the ability to control blood? If I have completely evolved into a rotten corpse and ate the other party alive, then I can control blood."

"What a pity, I am not a complete rotten corpse now, but why did the other party help me and wait in the parchment paper? It wouldn't be just lying to me, after all, that was a 100,000 blood sacrifice. I didn't have that ability at that time."

Not to mention that at that time, Chen Xiyi now has no way to kill 100,000 people.

Chen Xiyi found a place to lie down and began to adjust his breathing. Then he kept making the cold and rotten curses in his body wandered and smashed himself. Then his heartbeat began to slow down, looking like a corpse.

This is not a special ability, but Chen Xiyi imitated the state of a rotten corpse and pretended to die.

Since the other party can control blood, it may be able to sense the flow of life and even blood to a certain extent.

As long as the heart stops beating, the blood flow on his body will naturally stop gradually. Anyway, he is already weird enough, and he is not short of the ability to pretend to die.

Therefore, he can easily deceive the other party by doing this.

He didn't plan to fight with the other party. This young man from the aristocratic family must be not an easy task to use the blood sacrifice weapon for everyone in the city. Moreover, this time, without the help of local forces, if he finishes the blood sacrifice, there will definitely be a lot of consumption. Then he will attack again to ensure that the other party dies suddenly on the spot.

Otherwise, if the opponent is in full swing now, he will definitely not be able to beat him.

A few minutes later, the entire street was completely pumped, and Chen Xiyi slowly stood up, but now he still had no breathing or heartbeat, and even his blood was not flowing.

"The effect of zombie transformation is pretty good. I have improved it briefly, but it seems that I am not very adaptable to the lack of blood supply."

"I should not be considered a normal person anymore. The sequelae of this evil and weird thing is so terrifying."

Chen Xiyi kept adjusting himself and quickly fixed this state. If he couldn't use it in the future, he could adjust from a living zombie state to a living person state.

In the state of a zombie, the other party really couldn't detect him.

Chen Xiyi followed the other party carefully. Looking at the situation, he has now eaten up most of the city, but he has not shown any fatigue.

But most of the box in his hand was covered in blood red.

At this time, Chen Xiyi also had doubts that the ability to control blood may not be the other party's bloodline ability, but the ability of a trick weapon.

Otherwise, how could there be no fatigue at all? Not to mention that most of the Lusi City has 70,000 to 80,000 people. With the strength of the other party, how could it be without any consumption?

That's why Chen Xiyi thought so.

However, Chen Xiyi did not take action immediately. His sense of danger kept jumping again, but his target changed from a boy from a noble family to the square box in his hand.

So he felt that this weapon was most likely not to be recovering, but to be ready to break through the seal and then escape.

This evil devil is not as stupid as evil devil, but it is mostly brainless. The evil devil is intelligent. Who would be sealed in a small box as a tool? And every time you use it, it is basically like a bone-knocking marrow.

"A evil trick that controls blood, hehe, I don't know what will happen if I face parchment."

The curse of parchment is reflected in the blood, and the evil spirits are likely to be related to the blood after the fusion.

As the sky gradually became late, the whole city fell into silence, and the artifact in the boy's hand had already been filled with blood red.

[You have found a way to merge evil blood from parchment paper. Just cut your neck and stuff the blood into your throat, and then it will wander in your body with your veins]

[You have gained a strong physique and increased your regeneration ability to the next tower, and brought an unforgettable and strong curse into your blood. That will be your weapon]

[Evil and weird parchment paper, the three parties of the illuminating mirror and evil and weird blood have built a new balance. Your strength has increased again and your survival time has also been extended. However, the curse and pain on your body have become stronger and stronger. Every flow of blood will bring you endless pain until death]

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Obviously, the parchment was at a disadvantage again, so it jumped out to give him a prompt.

The description is very beautiful, but in the actual situation, Chen Xiyi can only use hehe to express it. There must be something wrong with it.

But it doesn't matter, because it's not about these things now.

The artifact in the hand of the boy from the aristocratic family broke.

"Hmph, the ancestor had known this evil and weird idea for a long time. I really thought I didn't notice it?" The boy from the aristocratic family spoke with gloom in his tone, looking at the blood flowing out of the creeping weapon that broke in his hand.

The blood is coagulating into a human form.

"So what? What else can the Huang family boy who is just a tattoo of the human realm? If your ancestor of the three flowers in the heaven realm comes over, I can still surrender. Today I will take all your blood first, and I will take over the compensation for these years."

The evil spirit was beating on his mouth, but in fact he didn't stop at all, so he started to take action before opening his mouth.

This made the boy from the aristocratic family more and more angry, after all, he was pressed and beaten.

"If you are just a little weird, you dare to speak wildly. It would be fine if it was in its heyday. Now you have fallen into the human realm and dare to tell me these things." The boy from the aristocratic family was so frustrated.

But I was also thinking viciously in my heart: "Now I make you arrogant, wait for a while for the blood beads in my body to condense and let you know what pain is."

Since the ancestor in the family had guessed the other party’s thoughts, it was impossible to say that he had no preparations.

Ji Xue also realized something was wrong with him. He could feel that his strength not only did not increase at all, but began to gradually weaken.

The situation that could have suppressed the opponent has now become a draw.

The Huang family's ability is internal combustion. When attacking, it can burn its own blood, and then become more and more braver in the battle. Therefore, he and the Huang family are quite destined to be. When fighting, the Huang family uses his ability to absorb the opponent's blood to replenish themselves, achieving the effect of continuous circulation. In addition to him, the Huang family also has many tricks similar to the ability to draw blood.

It’s just that the strength of digging blood is the lowest, so it is controlled by a Huang family with a single mark in human realm.

"You guys are fighting on me." Jixue was shocked and angry.

"You only realized that it's a pity, it's too late." The boy from the aristocratic family had a hint of humor in his tone, as if he was proud.

But before he finished speaking, a punch suddenly burst out from behind and hit his head directly. In an instant, his entire head was blown up.

"It's not too late, it's just right." Chen Xiyi used the teleportation provided by parchment and the two abilities of the mirror to capture the headshot directly.

The boy from this aristocratic family was not dead. The flesh and blood were constantly squirming around his neck, as if he wanted to give birth to another head. Chen Xiyi did not care about him, but instead turned his eyes to the body of the blood.

The old rules are used to ask for some advice, after all, this etiquette must be fulfilled.

"Are you interested in being a dog-legged?"
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