Only the low-level trash civilians in the deserted city regard that stupid pig as the city lord.
A group of people entered the stone room to rest.
These people spent a lot of energy to get the ice marrow beads in the desolate ice field. Even the fully divine bodies could not withstand this kind of consumption and soon fell into sleep.
In silence, the young man walked out of the stone room and dived into the night without disturbing anyone.
After the young man was several kilometers away from the stone house, he crushed the jade teleportation talisman and disappeared.
After the young man left, Jun Mohuang and Di Lingtian walked out from behind a huge stone.
"Tsk, tsk, this person is not simple, he can actually find a vein of medium-grade Yuanshi in the ground."
Jun Mohuang's eyes have the effect of seeing through. If you want to know what is under the ground, you only need to glance at it.
It is basically impossible for other powerhouses in the Yuanshen Realm to discover mineral veins.
This young man did it, obviously, all thanks to the blood in his body.
However, so what if he is not simple, he is just making wedding clothes for her.
She is worried about training resources.
The Yuan Lingquan was of no use to her and Di Lingtian, and the mid-grade Yuan Stone veins came immediately. It was really hard to get what they needed, so they were not so lucky.
The interesting blood ratio between this person and the fat city lord, and the special effects of their blood, made her more and more interested in this person.
Jun Mohuang became more and more curious as to what this person was going to do.
"No interest in other men."
Di Lingtian saw her eyes shining slightly, her handsome face slightly darkened, and he held her possessively in his arms, his tone full of sourness.
"I was jealous and left."
Jun Mohuang rolled her eyes at Di Lingtian, a cautious man.
After having Xiao Haitang, Di Lingtian became more and more jealous.
Jun Mohuang took Di Lingtian's hand, followed the young man's breath, and disappeared.
Night, deserted city.
The night was like a pitch-black curtain, covering the entire desolate ice field without a trace of moonlight or starlight.
The ice field emits dim light, and the desolate city stands on the ice field like a huge black monster.
The young man walked on the ice field, frowning, constantly judging his position.
He wandered back and forth in the ice field for a full two hours. Jun Mohuang even suspected that he had sleepwalking. This time he came out not to do business at all, but to sleepwalk.
Ahead, the young man who had been wandering around suddenly stopped, and a strange and sinister smile appeared on his lips.
He finally determined the location, and it was not in vain that he wandered around the ice field for so long.
The young man took out a dagger and slashed his wrist.
The bright red blood gushed out instantly, dripping onto the ice field, splashing blood flowers, and was instantly frozen by the cold air of the ice field.
Like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, it is extremely conspicuous.
Self-mutilation, what kind of operation is this
Jun Mohuang didn't think that this person had trouble thinking and went back to the deserted city to commit suicide by slitting his wrists.
The young man looked at the frozen blood on the ice, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
He began to move quickly in a certain order, letting the blood drip onto the ice.
Using blood as a pen, the young man began to draw a huge, complex and mysterious pattern on the ice field.
This process lasted for half an hour, and the last bit of the pattern was finally drawn.
On the ice field, the completed blood pattern flashed with blood and suddenly disappeared.
The surrounding air was filled with the strong smell of blood, and the howling wind blew the smell of blood everywhere.
(End of chapter)