Chapter 4 (1/2)

”Whoop Fuck, I've chewed my pants. You're a dog. ”

One man and one beast tumbled on the ground for a long time, until yunche was panting and promised that he would be full of energy bar after all kinds of promises. Heiyu was kind enough to let go of his mouth. Yunche took off his pants and looked at them. There were several thumb sized holes in the back.

”Who told you to bully me?”

Haughty and coquettish slanted over his head, and black feather said in a sullen voice: ”no one can have a different space. Only those who have great chance can be touched by the law of life and death. You should have experienced something that no one else has experienced.”

Yeah? Is it because of rebirth?

Wen Yan, yunche turns to look at him. If so, it can be explained why he appears here and becomes the owner.

”How can I get in and out later?”

It should be like spatial power, controlled by mental power, right?

”If you want to go out, go out. If you want to come in, come in. But master, before you go out, go to the green pool and wash your filth. You are too weak now.”

While speaking, Heiyu had already brought him to the pool formed by the spring water. Yunche did not ask others. Standing in front of the pool, he stripped off his clothes and trousers, walked into the spring and slowly sat down, then took a handful of cool spring water and drank it.

”Well...”

Spring into the abdomen, unspeakable pain swept, as if the whole body bones were smashed, skin inch inch crack, blood flow, blurred vision, see black feather just lying on the edge of the pool in his spare time, some conjecture slipped through his mind, cloud clenched his teeth, and forced to bear the pain of bone erosion and flesh.

”It's such a strong willpower that it deserves to be my master.”

Lying at the edge of the pool, he nodded with appreciation to the black feather who had a panoramic view. Later, he would know that the more painful it is now, the stronger it will be in the future.

After a few hours, the pool, which was stained with blood, gradually recovered and became clear, and the pain was gradually relieved. Yunche, who was already on the edge of coma, could clearly feel that his skeletal muscles and skin seemed to be reorganizing, and the impurities in his body had been discharged with the blood and water.

About half an hour later, the brand new yunche opened his eyes. He had grown very well originally. He was slender and thin. His skin was healthy wheat color. But after the washing of spring water, his facial features seemed to be more three-dimensional, and his muscles were no longer soft, but full of strength, and at the same time very flexible, which would not give people the feeling of muscle. The biggest change was the skin The wheat colored skin becomes white, tender and greasy, just like the boiled egg with its shell peeled.

”This is Wind power? ”

He felt that there was something more in his body. Yunche's fingers flicked, and an invisible air wrapped around his fingers: ”no, it's not a wind power. It should be a micro wind power, an air power.”

After careful examination, yunche confirms his guess that he really has more air powers.

”Better than nothing, at least in a funeral heap.”

Yunche is not very happy with the extra air power, because the air power can only play its role in the later stage. In the early stage, the most important thing is to create an air membrane to wrap itself, so that the zombies who have no vision in the early stage can not smell their own taste. Moreover, he has had a strong attack ray power, and the air power is even worse for him.

”Master, you are quite beautiful.”

The words of the evil scenery suddenly sounded. Yunche gave a bad look at the pit beast beside the water pool and plunged into the water pool again. The water pool was not very deep. Just now he found something underneath. When he came to the bottom of the pool, he found that it was a sword deeply inserted in the bottom of the pool. No, it should be a sword like a sword. It was similar to a samurai sword, but it was longer than a samurai sword It should be shorter and wider. A few scabbards exposed outside are dark and bright, with complicated patterns circling them. Yunche observes around himself, tentatively reaches out to hold the hilt, and forcibly pulls it out.

”Boom...”

”Master, master, what's the matter with you? Master? ”