I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

Not long after Ji Chen waited, Cheng Xuansi appeared out of thin air in the living room with a rectangular wooden box under his arm.

"Eat." Ji Chen pushed the salty Jiu Zhuan ileum.

"Here." Cheng Xuansi lifted up the tightly covered wooden box.

The two looked at each other's things, and the air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

The tense atmosphere made Ji Bin, who was standing at the door of the room, forget to chew, and the spoon digging into the glutinous rice was frozen in mid-air.

"No chili." Ji Chen picked up the large intestine and put it into his mouth, then rolled it down his throat in front of Cheng Xuansi.

Ji Bin was stunned.

So delicious.

Cheng Xuansi opened the box and found that the copied pen was made of wood. It had no hair and the tip had only a smooth arc. Although the characters on the body of the pen were small but very clear, it was a one-to-one reproduction.

He took a few steps closer, took out a wooden pen as thick as his forearm and handed it to Ji Chen: "See if there is any problem."

Looking at Ji Chen's movements from the corner of his eye, he grasped the large intestine and bit it in his mouth.

Nourishes—

The collision between his upper teeth and his lower teeth made him feel dazed for a while, and his mind went blank. Only the crazy stench swirled in his mouth. His lips tightened unconsciously, revealing his clenched teeth...

Ji Chen suddenly vomited out the intact ileum, picked up the water bottle and poured it into his mouth. He vomited it over and over again. The peculiar smell stuck in his throat floated up and down. He had a strong idea of ​​​​gastric lavage, opened his legs and walked away, driving the other end to tighten Cheng Xuansi, who was holding the wooden pen, tilted it.

Ji Chen paused, looked blankly at the folded fingers, stretched out his arms in disbelief, and shook them, not moving at all.

Superglue...

Cheng Xuanji's face was shrouded in a thick haze, and the overflowing water carefully washed the residue in his mouth.

Ji Bin saw something was wrong and immediately took control. He put down the bowl and quickly came to him and wanted to pry his hand away. The more he pried his hand, the more something was wrong.

It also stuck!

Ji Bin's mouth twitched, they were really willing to go out of their way to hurt the enemy.

"Bring the knife!" Ji Chen said coldly.

"You go ahead and chop it, I won't make a second copy." Cheng Xuansi's expression was dull.

Ji Chen had no intention of chopping the wooden pen, so he took the knife handed over by Ji Bin and chopped it into his stuck hand with a determined look.

"Not allowed to move!"

Ji Bin quickly stopped him, took out the knife and threw it out.

Do you need to cut off your hands if it’s just glue?

At this time, Qi Yanren, who had sent Yuan Pingguang home, pushed the door open and walked in: "What are you doing?"

His eyes glanced at the delicious and tasty Jiuzuan ileum on the table, and his eyes lit up: "Hey, it looks good."

He picked up a roll and put it in his mouth.

"Don't eat it!"

"Don't eat it!"

The moment the bite collapsed, Qi Yanren was trembling from head to toe. He almost flew to the bathroom, opened the faucet and washed frantically.

"vomit--!!!"

It took a long time.

Qi Yanren sighed helplessly and stumbled into the solemn living room.

"You can do it with your hands, but don't use abilities or weapons." Qi Yanren wanted to take away the hard pointed wooden pen.

"Don't touch it!"

"Don't touch it!"

"Ah?" Qi Yanren put his hand in the middle of the wooden pen, with a confused face. He soon discovered something unusual, and his palm was sticky.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Is it finished?" Qi Yanren gritted his teeth and started working: "Can you turn over the chapter?"

He shook his hand several times angrily, causing the two of them to fall.

"How to get rid of it?"

"Just wait." Ji Bin leaned on the sofa: "I'll deliver the special dissolving agent right away."

Qi Yanren covered his sore eyes. It was already early in the morning and he still wanted to sleep!

After half an hour.

"Where's the person?" Qi Yanren's eyelids were too heavy to lift.

Ji Bin called one after another, but no one answered. He said perfunctorily: "Maybe he is driving."

One hour.

"Who sent it?" Qi Yanren's legs were numb, so he simply put down the stunned people on both sides, lay on the floor and exhaled happily.

Judging from the situation, Ji Bin controlled both of them, which was just right and saved him from damaging things.

"My sister." Ji Bin sent dozens of messages, but still no reply, and said, "She should be here soon."

Two hours later, the doorbell rang.

Ji Bin, who had suppressed his anger, opened the door. Ji Ling, wearing a cool nightgown, yawned and threw the dissolving agent to him.

"Do you have a sense of time? Is it coming soon?" Ji Bin frowned angrily. If he had known it would take so long, he might as well have bought it himself!

"What can I do about the traffic jam on the road?" Ji Ling beat her legs sadly: "I abandoned my car and walked here, I'm exhausted."

"Traffic jam?" Ji Bin held up his cell phone with 3 o'clock in disbelief: "Look for a valid reason as well. Do you think I am Jiang Jingchen and you are so perfunctory?!"

"It's just a traffic jam!" Ji Ling said in an aggrieved voice, "If you don't believe me, go out and see for yourself!"

"I can see." Ji Bin unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into the sleeping Ji Chen's hand first, lowering his voice: "If you hadn't waited for me, I would have beaten the skin to pieces."

"What I said is true! It's just a traffic jam!" Ji Ling shouted angrily.

The three of them were shocked and opened their eyes.

"You..." Ji Bin gave Sanmei a sharp look.

Ji Chen took out his hand and found that he could move. He stood up and opened the curtains.

Looking from a distance, the road is dotted with stars and brightly lit. When the window is opened, a distant and faint whistle sounds, and a faint scent of blood fills the air...