Insect Master

Jiang Yan didn't dare to move now, he could even feel how sharp the bronze sword between his eyebrows was.

But what was even weirder was that the rags behind him began to wrap around his arms, winding round and round.

Soon, Jiang Yan's right hand was wrapped like a mummy's arm, covered with cocoon-like eyes, the key is that these eyes are still open and closed.

They seem to be alive, not like simple patterns at all.

Aren't you frightened by the unknown?

No, Jiang Yan was so frightened that he was about to die. He didn't know if his heart was still beating.

But he didn't dare to move, because the strange young man in front of him was also changing rapidly.

Jiang Yan could see with the naked eye that the strange young man's hair continued to grow, and even dragged to the ground.

There is no wind, but it just flies backwards like that.

Jiang Yan suddenly remembered a sentence, white hair three thousand feet, Yuanchou seems to be such a long sentence, maybe this is not just an exaggerated description.

Except that the hair is not white, it fits the sentence perfectly.

Snake pupils, fast-growing long hair.

If it weren't for Jiang Yan not daring to move now, he would have thought that he had met an immortal, no, it should be a demon or an exiled immortal if he is so strange.

The alchemy in the world is so weird that it is unbelievable.

Yao Yinan's bronze sword moved forward.

Jiang Yan also raised his hand wrapped in rags.

Baishenchan, who was lying dead in the corner, finally got up, his face was not very good, "Why don't you meet me usually, and come to my door today? It's strange."

Before he finished speaking, the eyes on Jiang Yan's arm made harsh sounds.

The sound of each eye is separate, all kinds of sounds converge, it sounds chaotic, but there seems to be a certain pattern, converging and echoing in the tomb, making people feel like their heads are about to explode.

It was estimated that there was only Cordyceps, who suddenly got up from the ground, and happily twisted his buttocks following the sound.

Yao Yinan's bronze sword began to tremble, more and more violently, but it didn't make any progress.

A hoarse voice came from Jiang Yan's arm, "There are no alchemists after the pre-Qin period."

A simple sentence, but revealed a pride and contempt from the depths of the soul.

Jiang Yan felt that he was going crazy, his arms could speak.

Following the weird sound on the arm, blue butterflies flew out of the bronze pot out of thin air, one after another, and then swept towards the strange man like a gust of wind.

Yao Yinan's bronze sword finally left Jiang Yan's eyebrows, and was in the midst of butterflies, constantly moving and flying.

Like a flock of butterflies.

But it was obviously much more dangerous than what he saw. A butterfly slid across the face of the strange man, leaving a long bloodstain just like that.

Jiang Yan looked at it for a moment, he could also drive these butterflies, why didn't he seem to be so powerful when he drove them?

Next to him, Baishenchan frowned tightly, "Making things up, but why? If he doesn't look for the Golden Book of Longevity, how can he be so carefree?"

Then he turned around and ran towards the tunnel he came in, turning his head while running, "Li Daoyi, hold on, I'll ask him to argue."

Baishenchan left just like that, leaving only the people in the tomb looking at each other.

"Draw!"

The snake-eyed man named Li Daoyi kept showing bloodstains on his face, and Jiang Yan could even smell the sweetness of blood in the air.

He now somewhat understands what it means to say that there are no alchemists after the pre-Qin period, and he has no power to fight back at all.

At this time, Di Zheng, Ou Nanhao and Xu Yang got up from the ground, except for some friction scars on their bodies, everything else was fine.

"A Yan, are you okay?" Ou Nanhao said looking at the strange rags on Jiang Yan's arm.

Before Jiang Yan answered, a hoarse voice suddenly came from his arm, "Trouble."

Then, Jiang Yan was stunned, only felt a strong force coming from his arm, and Jiang Yan was directly dragged away by his arm.

Raising his arm, he slapped Li Daoyi who was twisting like a snake and avoiding butterflies in the sky.

"Snapped."

Li Dao stopped twisting, because he was lying on the ground directly, "You..."

Unable to speak, he passed out directly.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Very violent.

Shouldn't pre-Qin alchemists be very elegant?

Did he misunderstand something?

Ou Nanhao and the others were also stunned. The guy who overturned them with a sword just now was knocked unconscious by Jiang Yan's slap?

There was a sudden silence in the tomb.

What should we do now?

Looking at the strange man on the ground, he may have lost consciousness, and his exaggerated long hair shrank back by itself.

In Jiang Yan's heart, there was no need to worry about hair loss.

He looked at the rag in his hand again, and the eyes on it were also looking at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's heart shrank, a piece of rag was as alive as it was, and it was talking just now.

This fucking alchemist is completely beyond the comprehension of normal people.

Ou Nanhao also had a worried expression on his face, "No matter how evil it looks, we will cut it off with weapons."

Jiang Yan thought, if the bronze vessel can deal with zombies, maybe it can also cut the rag?

He replied, "Okay."

Ou Nanhao raised the sword in his hand, but just approached, the rag in his hand suddenly began to shrink.

Jiang Yan's face changed, and the squeezing feeling seemed to tear his arm off in the next moment.

"What's wrong?" Ou Nanhao saw that Jiang Yan's expression was wrong, and asked, "Your hand..."

The degree of contraction on the arm is still easy to see clearly.

"Don't come here." Jiang Yan's face was sweating.

The rag could understand what they were saying.

Sure enough, Ou Nanhao stopped, and the cloth in his hand loosened a little.

Is this a warning?

Jiang Yan is not well at all, this weird thing shouldn't be following him like this all the time?

He felt that his current appearance was a bit painful, and what was the purpose of this rag wrapped around him?

However, this rag just helped him get rid of Li Daoyi?

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, Jiang Yan doesn't want to be entangled by an unknown, and no matter how weird it looks.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, "Actually, our current situation is not bad."

Several people's eyes flashed.

Baishenchan's psychopath has gone somewhere, don't they have a chance to escape?

Several people looked at each other, "Let's go, let's run away before he comes back."

Apart from having an extra piece of rag in hand, now is indeed an excellent opportunity.

Jiang Yan pointed to the stone egg in the center of the tomb, "Take it away too."

Judging from Jiang Yan's experience, this should be a stone egg, don't let it go for nothing.

I have to say that although the rag in his hand was a bit weird, it actually helped them a lot.

The stone egg was a bit heavy, and several people used all their strength to move it outside.

When it came out of the mouth of the well, people went up first and threw several strong canes down before pulling it up.

Not daring to delay, "Now let's find a hidden place to hide."

I didn't care about so much anymore, I lifted the stone egg and left, let's leave first.

Looking back at the dry well with Bai Yujing written on it, maybe Baifa and Zhang Jin also live in such an unknown underground tomb?

To what extent is a person forced to hide underground and dare not come out? Jiang Yan suddenly felt a little sympathetic to these so-called alchemists.

At this time, Baishen Chan was running all over the mountain, looking everywhere, "Where did you go, where did you go?"

Get mad at him, run away when you're done

When Baishenchan returned to Baiyujing with his head bowed, he only saw Li Daoyi lying on the ground.

Baishenchan opened his mouth, "Could it be, shouldn't it be running away again? These damned ponies are just not familiar with them."

Then he looked at Li Daoyi on the ground, "There are no alchemists after the pre-Qin period, what he said is not wrong at all."

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground with a smile on his face, looking at the blood streaming from Li Daoyi's face, "Tsk tsk, you should die like this, it's awesome."

Bai Shenchan just sat like that, with his chin propped on his hands, happily waiting for the other party to die, "I'll go find those ponies after you die, so it shouldn't delay things."

Just as he was happy, Li Dao who was on the ground suddenly grabbed Baishenchan's calf, "Brother Baibai, I knew you wouldn't abandon me."

Baishenchan's whole person is not well, and a toddling child keeps appearing in his mind, following behind him, a tender voice like a magic voice filling his ears, "Baibai brother, Baibai..."

At this time, Jiang Yan and the others had already walked for an unknown distance, but it was tiring enough to carry such a big stone egg.

So they found a very remote valley, surrounded by mountains, very hidden.

"Why did we carry a stone while we were running for our lives?" Ou Nanhao wiped his sweat and put down the stone egg.

Although Bai Shenchan said that this is a strange creature like Garlic, but no matter how he sees it, it is just a big rock.

I tapped it with my hand, no, it's solid.

Jiang Yan was also tired, so he just sat beside him, "It's fairly hidden here, let's hide here for a while."

It was getting dark soon, and it was inconvenient to find other places.

It's very cold in the mountains, if you don't start a fire, you can't survive the night at all.

But once the fire was raised, he was afraid that Baishenchan would find him.

So I made a compromise and lit a very small fire.

Although the fire is small, it can be considered a little warmer if it is closer, and they can block the fire light by surrounding them.

A group of people were a little tired and began to rest separately.

Jiang Yan raised his hand and looked at the strange rag on his arm. If he walked into the crowd now, he might be regarded as a monster.

After researching for a while, I didn't find out why.

Jiang Yan also slowly closed his eyes, only the little Cordyceps was left standing under the stone egg with its neck crooked and looking at it.

As if thinking of something, he tightly covered his mouth that was about to burst into laughter, then ran to the fire, took a burning branch and burned it under the stone egg.

There were still some bloodstains on the stone egg. Although they didn't suffer any serious injuries today, they still had skin trauma. When they lifted it just now, some blood was smeared on it.

The caterpillar fungus was burning vigorously, but a small flame seemed to burn completely without any feeling.

The little Cordyceps scratched its head, and then began to light the flaming twigs on the firewood next to the stone egg, and stretched out a small mouth to blow out a small spark.

Jiang Yan slept very soundly, but the rag on his arm seemed to wake up, and began to drill into his clothes and trousers, as if he was looking for something carefully.

When Jiang Yan felt that something was wrong, he opened his eyes, and the rags on his body returned to their original positions in an instant like a thief, and Jiang Yan's eyes were full of fire, and Xiao Cordyceps was drooling at the stone egg in the fire with a smile .

In the fire, the round stone stretched out four stone legs and was slowly moving in the fire.