Chapter 1172

"You go out!" Xiao Yan finally opened his mouth and said the first words after his death.

Yes, Xiao Yan did die once.

But he was in the incinerator. Because of the high temperature, his dried chicken blood was triggered.

Originally, his ending was only burned into a mummy and finally turned into ashes, because Feng Xueben was very terrible.

However, burning the sky saved him at the most critical moment. It not only protected his heart, but also quenched him with a magical and huge force.

Because of the specificity of the fire attribute of his body cells, he has a certain immunity to fire and can even absorb it.

After several fire quenching, his muscle heat resistance became higher and higher.

In addition, after receiving the perception of death, Jiutian xuanhuojue unexpectedly entered a new level.

Under all the coincidence and wonder, the burning seal, which has been integrated with him, protects him like a spirit.

There is a very strange energy stored in the burning sky seal. In addition to the high temperature, this energy is also closely related to Xiao Yan's heart pulse.

At the beginning, the burning seal was wrapped by Xiao Yan's blood and finally integrated into his heart.

After burning the sky seal was excited, Xiao Yan quickly recovered his heartbeat, and Feng blood began to flow towards all parts and bones.

Phoenix blood is a kind of powerful blood, which Xiao Yan had a deep experience in the past.

Although its burning is difficult to control, it is of great benefit to the body. It can not only promote the crazy regeneration of cells, but also strengthen the body again and again.

This is like the immortal bird, like the Phoenix Nirvana. This is also the source of the name of Phoenix blood.

Later, the incinerator couldn't bear the energy explosion of burning Tianyin. Xiao Yan came out to scare Tian Guoliang to death and burned the body again.

Then he rushed to the hospital. He filled Han Zijun with so much medicinal wine yesterday. He must be here.

Sure enough, he found Ye Bing at the door.

After he died once, he had more resentment in his heart and less bondage.

So he didn't show mercy to Ye Bing. Just when he went upstairs, he locked the Lamborghini, and then condensed a cold fire with the nine sky mysterious fire formula to light the car.

Now, there should be a mess in the city, and it's time to end everything.

"You go out!" this is what Xiao Yan said to Ye min.

The latter stared at Xiao Yan, wondering why he said so.

"Get out!" Xiao Yan roared at Ye min again.

Ye min was scared back and forth, and her grievance became deeper. She just held it back and didn't dare to cry.

"Put on your clothes and get out of here!" Xiao Yan said coldly.

Ye min looked down at her half covered shirt. Her face was blushing and embarrassed. While tying the buttons, she picked up the coat on the hanger and hurried out.

After she left, Xiao Yan ignored Han Zijun, who was trembling in bed.

Instead, he walked to the side and crushed the wine bottle Ye min had grabbed with his feet. There was also the ashtray. He also picked it up and wiped it.

At this time, Han Zijun found that in the palm of Xiao Yan's hand, the burned skin was torn open.

Even, in the crack, from time to time there is a small flame rising.

And the places he passed were also scorched black footprints.

He was too nervous just now. He ignored it. When Xiao Yan came in, he brought a smell of burnt meat and burnt meat.

Burned in a body incinerator, Xiao Yan is neither aloes nor Monkey King. He is just a living man.

"Han Zijun, do you know? I want to thank you!" Xiao Yan turned his head and showed a evil smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Ah?" Rao is Han Zijun, who is well-informed and has never seen anyone who is grateful to his enemy.

Xiao Yan said lightly, "if you hadn't been in a hurry to kill me and sent me to the crematorium in such a short time, I might not have survived."

The medicine will disperse and cause death in an instant.

But when they were sent to the crematorium, because people had just died, their physical functions were not completely broken, and they could still be used.

So when he was in the incinerator, burning the sky and printing the Savior miraculously restored Xiao Yan's vitality.

"I'm wrong. I shouldn't have killed you. Please let me go?"

Looking at Xiao Yan walking towards himself again, Han Zijun's fear is stronger than Xiao Yan before he died.

Xiao Yan smiled. Yes, he showed a slight smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fair. People respect me a foot and I respect people a foot. You let me die happily, and I won't torture you. In more than ten seconds, I'll stop breathing, and I'll choose this way of death for you now..." Xiao Yan went to Han Zijun.

The latter pushed back, but there was already a bedside table behind him. He couldn't move back any more.

Xiao Yan raised his wrist. It was the only thing that could prove his identity. It was Jiang shidanton's watch.

This watch was originally his, but it was touched by Tian Guoliang before entering the incinerator. It may be that the goods are ready to black him.

Later, when Xiao Yan burned him, he took it back by the way.

There is also a gold and jade ring, which Xiao Yan bought after he came to eastern Guangdong.

But he didn't take it back, but left it on Tian Guoliang. The body will be considered his.

Because at the moment before his death, he was ready to kill Han Zijun.

If he doesn't want to implicate his relatives and friends, Xiao Laojiu can't be a living person for at least this time.

He opened the cover of his watch and revealed a small lattice, which was only the size of a grain of rice. But inside, there is a wax pill.

"You killed me with potassium chloride and bafulong. I'm more humane. This is potassium cyanide. It's a necessary medicine for agents. It's a sharp weapon to get rid of pain and keep secrets. It's cheap for you." Xiao Yan said and took it out.

Han Zijun obviously knows that this is a highly toxic pill. One can make him swallow his breath in a few seconds, which is about the same as that of the death penalty.

It seems that Xiao Yan is really a fastidious person.

Han Zijun shook his head in pain, looked at Xiao Yan pitifully, and finally knelt on the ground.

"Please, I don't want to die!"

"I have a lot of money. I can give it to you."

"I have many women, and I can give them to you."

"I want you to be an official in Yanjing, a great official."

"I can give you whatever you want..."

Just like before Xiao Yan died, he made the last struggle.

But Xiao Yan gave him the same treatment, that is, he didn't answer, but just pinched his throat.

When his mouth was opened by Xiao Yan's hot hand, the pill patted into his mouth.

Han Zijun stared round, his eyes seemed to explode, hugged his neck and tried to cough the pills out.

Unfortunately, what he felt was a sense of powerlessness all over his body and a gradually powerless heart

Death is really terrible.

At the last moment, Han Zijun's eyes stared at the boss, full of fear.

Of course, there is a trace of regret.

Maybe he was regretting that he shouldn't have provoked a pervert like Xiao Yan! It may also be regret to underestimate Xiao Yan!

Anyway, just a fucking poem!

Once the sun is red in the late winter, three glasses of tear wine drink up the sky.

Where are the chicken intestines? The first believer is the human retribution spirit.

——From Lao Guo's Limerick.