nutrient.
The third commander of the Zhiling District Academy Supervisory Committee, Dongcheng, a cultivator with both core and strength, possesses such a rare digestive system power. He deliberately punched Su Tang in order to collect information about Su Tang's power. After that, he took this information into his mouth in the form of food, and used his courage to absorb it, finally possessing the same level of power. Therefore, it is called nutrients.
The strength brought by nutrients is not permanent. It is supplied in the form of taste, and the strength will of course be maintained until the taste completely disappears.
Therefore, interrupting the sense of taste also interrupts the gained strength. However, all cultivators with similar powers are trying to find ways to make this taste longer and more stable, and Dongcheng is certainly no exception. Now I desperately want to interrupt my sense of taste. This kind of experience is very rare.
But no matter what, the superpower needs to be able to be freely retracted and released. Although digestive abilities are more sustainable, they still have ways to eliminate them quickly. Some cultivators can do it by controlling the power of the pivot, but Dongcheng is more troublesome. The "nutrient" of his superpower requires eating medium substances again to dilute the taste.
He didn't often use this kind of thing, but he always kept it on guard. At this moment, he realized that the problem was serious, and his trembling right hand hurriedly reached into his pocket. His hands had long since lost their appearance, and the blood vessels were twisted and tangled, as if they were about to burst out of the skin at any time.
quick!
His hands were becoming increasingly out of control, and Dongcheng tried his best to stay steady. Finally, he took out a tube of liquid medicine from his pocket, without even bothering to unscrew the mouth of the tube, and threw the tube and the medicine into his mouth.
Bo...
Blood splattered on Dongcheng's exposed arm, and some of his blood vessels had finally begun to rupture. This situation happened to him and several places on his body. His shirt and pants were quickly covered with blood spots, which then expanded. His face was even more distorted, and there were bloodshot eyes oozing from his left eye and both nostrils.
Dongcheng desperately bit the medicine tube in his mouth, and the fragments cut his lips and tongue. But he couldn't care less about this. Shu Zhiguo tried his best to absorb the liquid flowing out of the medicine tube. Soon, the original taste in his mouth had completely disappeared.
The blood immediately became less violent and the blood vessels became docile. But Dongcheng couldn't feel the power of his body, and his consciousness was blurring rapidly.
late……
He stopped the "nutrient" power, but the damage to his blood vessels was still there. It's not as crazy as before, but blood is still flowing out from those holes. Dongcheng is completely bloody. Standing in a pool of blood.
"Xuelizi..."
After feebly saying these three words, Dongcheng wanted to take another look at Su Tang, but Su Tang was still in front of him. After seeing his strange condition, Su Tang took the opportunity to run away.
Dongcheng fell down in a pool of blood. He almost lost the strength to raise his eyelids. At this moment, he just wanted to sleep.
But then he saw a pair of legs standing in front of him, and his vision was already blurred. But at this moment, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited, and he forced himself to pick up the last bit of energy.
"Quickly..." He tried to raise his head, looking for the owner of these feet, hoping to be rescued.
"A strong man with two souls?" He heard the owner of these feet seem to be talking to himself, and then, a touch of coldness came from his vest. But the wounds all over his body made it impossible for him to feel the pain caused by the coldness.
The coldness took away the last bit of strength he had squeezed out, and his eyes finally only raised halfway before stopping. In the pupils. A waist tag hanging on the waist of the owner of the feet was reflected.
Inspectors of the Hospital Supervisory Committee also have waist badges, and Dongcheng has the exclusive waist badge of the third commander, which is much more refined than the one reflected in his pupils.
However, the two waist badges have one thing in common. They both have a number engraved on them.
On the badge of Dongcheng’s Hospital Supervisory Committee. A "three" is beautifully carved.
The waistband reflected in the pupils has a number scrawled on it: two nine two one.
The blood continued to expand under Dongcheng's body, and the unknown alley returned to the silence it had when no one was around.
Fuzuo Street.
Lu Ping quickly rushed onto the street with Mo Lin on his back. The pursuer behind him was left at the corner of the street. At this time, he couldn't even see him when he looked back, but Lu Ping didn't feel that the danger had been eliminated. There are countless lanes and alleys on the left and right of the street. Who knows if there are inspectors from the Hospital Supervisory Committee rushing out to intercept them?
Fuzuo Street. There are a total of seventeen alleys to the left and right, and whether there are pursuers or not, none of them can be seen.
If you can’t see it, what about hearing it?
Lu Ping kept moving, while Ming Zhiguo began to steal in more detail.
The surrounding sounds became clearer, and more information could be analyzed just from the sound.
But, it's not enough!
What Lu Ping needs to grasp is what he cannot see, the information in the seventeen alleys. Because of the distance, he cannot hear the movements in the deep alleys.
not enough!
Hearing is not enough, the voice needs to be louder and louder.
Rhythm, think of that rhythm.
In a short space of time and at a super high speed, Lu Ping's Ming Zhi Guo began to beat.
The range of sounds harvested is indeed larger, and the sound information harvested is indeed more.
However, the discontinuity between spaces makes the final sound information somewhat fragmented.
despair!
Footsteps?
No, it's not.
It was only a third of the footsteps.
Ta-ta-ta! Three times in a row, this is a complete sound of footsteps.
During the sound of footsteps, Lu Ping seized the opportunity three times, so the sound of footsteps was broken into three times in his ears.
But Lu Ping has become accustomed to this kind of interruption.
Three times, with one sound, he has been able to subconsciously complete such repairs, because he is absolutely aware of the speed at which he can control the power of soul, and is absolutely familiar with the moment when this gap appears.
In the first alley, there are no pursuers!
Lu Ping rushed through the first alley he passed with Mo Lin on his back. He glanced at the alley and saw only one pedestrian, which completely matched his auditory judgment.
The second alley was silent, not even a human being, let alone the pursuers.
Article 3: No one.
Article 4, Pedestrians.
The fifth……
Lu Ping changed his route and stayed as far away from the alley as possible.
"Stop!!" Three hospital supervisors rushed out of the fifth alley, but Lu Ping had already moved away from the alley. The three people who rushed out of the alley saw Lu Ping rushing past them, and they were already being pursued in the blink of an eye.
Article 6: No one.
Article 7, Pedestrians.
The more complete the rhythm is used, the faster the Ming Dynasty is stolen, the more pure it is; the faster the Ming Dynasty is stolen, the more complete the rhythm can appear.
Hearing is further improved.
The eighth alley.
nobody!
But when we are two steps closer...
No, it's not no one, this is... the sound of breathing. The breathing of two people stopped at the entrance of the alley. They were preparing for an ambush.
So Lu Ping stayed away from the alley entrance again. The two hospital supervisors who were trying to ambush were preparing to attack at the entrance of the alley, but they saw Lu Ping running past a few meters away from the entrance of the alley, which was very embarrassing.
"wrong!"
If he chose to stay away from the alley twice in a row, he would just happen to catch up with an inspector from the Hospital Supervisory Committee who would either rush out or ambush him. This was certainly not luck.
"Strong sense of perception!"
"He can detect movement in the alley."
"What about the deployment at the intersection?"
There are also arrangements at the street entrance. The sixth commander, Senhai, led his sixth group of inspectors to lay a dragnet here.
But now, Lu Ping seems to be aware of the danger in advance. Can the deployment at the intersection still play the role of finally closing the network?
As the inspectors in the twelfth and fourteenth alleys were avoided again, everyone on the hospital supervisory committee couldn't help but be so suspicious. Lu Ping was getting closer and closer to the street entrance.
"Don't mess up!" Senhai scolded his panicked subordinates.
I heard it...
Lu Ping thought silently. He was still far away from the street, but Senhai's scolding was as clear as a thunder.
It feels like it will be more troublesome. Lu Ping thought, listening carefully to the fifteenth alley he was about to pass.
There were footsteps, soft but not fast.
Pursuing troops? ambush?
It is currently impossible to clearly distinguish. If it had been before, Lu Ping would have chosen to avoid it, just in case.
But now, he needs a way out. There seems to be greater danger waiting for him in the direction of the street.
Break in from here?
There are two final alleys ahead that will further narrow the choice. This alley, whose judgment is not entirely clear at the moment, is worth a try.
So Lu Ping turned around, carried Mo Lin on his back, and rushed into the fifteenth alley.
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I struggled to write a chapter and was somewhat moved by myself. I have been in Shanghai these days, so I can’t make any guarantees, but I will definitely try my best! (To be continued.)
