Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

When Yin Chuan had just become a spirit, he was captured by humans and taken to a laboratory for research.

After his inner elixir was cut open, he was tied to the experimental table. Every day the vines on his body were cut off, sprayed with growth-inducing agents, and then cut again.

I just want to know if a monster without inner elixir can continue to grow in this situation, and how long it can live.

Repeatedly.

Until the roots died, he was judged as a failed defective product and thrown away.

A dry vine was later picked up by an old scavenger and taken to a dilapidated temple to be used as firewood, but the old man fell to his death before he could be burned.

That was the first time Yin Chuan tasted human blood. He drank the human blood to awaken his dead vines, and his cultivation became much faster than absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

So he became a demigod in the ruined temple, and his vines reached out from underground into the streets and alleys, specifically going out to steal blood to drink.

Perhaps he has been playing the role of a god for too long, and if someone comes to the dilapidated temple to make a wish and gives him something to drink, he can help them fulfill their wish.

Until that day, several uninvited guests came to the dilapidated temple.

He smelled a strong spiritual power in that person, which would be very helpful to his practice.

Especially that small courtyard, there is actually a spirit gathering array.

He didn't want to stay in the dilapidated temple anymore, so he pestered that man.

But this guy is actually using me.

Because it killed many people, his dead vine was eventually discovered by the laboratory.

He could live so long without the inner elixir, and his demonic power was even stronger than that of other demons. They wanted to capture Yin Chuan again for research, but they couldn't beat him, so they revealed Yin Chuan's information to the group of Taoists.

Yin Chuan thought that this time was the same as usual, so he would teach them a lesson and then go back.

He didn't want them to do anything that would attack his soul directly.

It was like being shattered and burning on a raging fire.

When Jiang Que went there, he was at an open space in the woods in the suburbs.

There were corpses all over the ground along the way.

Basically, they were all dealt with by Yin Chuan himself, leaving no one alive. Even their souls were shattered, without any trace left.

This group of people implanted some kind of magical weapon into Yinchuan's brain, which kept tearing apart his soul.

Now it is in a state of unconsciousness and rioting. Countless vines are emerging from the ground, indiscriminately attacking everyone who enters the area in order to protect themselves.

Even the bark of the big trees had been pulled out by the vines, leaving huge deep grooves. They were swaying in the moonlight late at night, revealing a dangerous and menacing look.

Yin Chuan was half-kneeling on the ground, with his long hair disheveled, looking very embarrassed as he used his own vines to pierce his body one by one.

The light golden halo appearing from the back of his neck protected him and constantly helped him to break free from the magical weapon that was tearing his soul apart, so that he would not collapse from the pain.

His clothes and even his feet were covered with green blood flowing from his body.

Jiang Que dodged the vines that kept attacking him and approached Yinchuan.

Jiang Que had a gloomy face, and a light golden halo protected the two of them. The violent vines could not attack them, and it could also stabilize Yin Chuan's chaotic soul.

"grown ups……"

When he saw the person, a hint of clarity flashed in Yin Chuan's green eyes, and then a smile slowly broke out on his pale face due to excessive blood loss, and he fell into Jiang Que's arms.

Yin Chuan smiled and held Jiang Que's hand: "Kill me, please."

Only if he died now could his own soul be saved in the next world.

But no one knew where this broken golden ring on his body came from, but it prevented him from dying.

Yin Chuan was dying. Jiang Que looked at Yin Chuan with a serious look in his eyes, holding him with his hand on his back.

All I could hear was the man's calm and arrogant snort, which was full of disdain for the whole world: "Fuck you, there is only one way for you to die in my hands, and that is to be killed by me."

Then, a light golden light slowly flowed into Yin Chuan's body, forcefully shaking off the vines that had pierced into his body in an attempt to commit suicide.

As the golden light flowed, it constantly reshaped his body.