Chapter 316： 316 talents

Chapter 316 316 talents

Zhang Rongfang gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and endured the severe pain, not letting himself make any sound.

Time keeps ticking.

I don't know how long it has been.

He rarely encountered this kind of situation, and the last time the dark light vision awakened was not so difficult, let alone so painful.

Gradually, as time went by, he could feel that the internal organs and muscles of the body began to become a mess as if they had been stirred by a blender.

Plop. The last violent heartbeat.

Finally, everything inside the body began to solidify and cool down.

Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes, and a faint skylight came in from the window, as if it was already early morning.

He looked down at himself. The whole body has already been completely soaked in sweat.

"The change this time is so big. And it's not like the last time, it's a direct visual change.

Light vision is to transform the eyes, so the vision has changed at that time,

Now, what is changed is the whole body, so it should be. The special talent corresponding to the whole body! "

Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, ignoring the already soaked futon.

Close your eyes, open the property bar, and look carefully.

‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 200-200.

Trait talents:

Super vision - dark light vision.

Super Flesh - Flesh complement. '

"Completion of flesh and blood? What do you mean?" Zhang Rongfang was startled.

He frowned, stood up, and carefully felt all parts of his body.

There is no change, strength, speed, reaction, it seems to be exactly the same as before, without any change.

But the words on the attribute bar clearly indicate that the new special talent has indeed appeared.

Complete flesh and blood.

Zhang Rongfang thought in his heart, walked to the door of the quiet room, opened the door and walked out.

The Taoist guarding outside bowed slightly to him.

"Daozi, are you awake? Do you want to eat in the quiet room?"

Zhang Rongfang was in the Chenxiang Palace, and he often entered meditation for a day or two, so they were not surprised.

"Take a bath first, and send it to the study." Zhang Rongfang ordered.

He glanced at the person in front of him.

The dark-light vision was naturally activated, and the blood and meridians on this Taoist's body slowly emerged.

'Judging from the meridians, blood vessels, heart rate, and muscle fiber thickness, this person's strength is probably not yet high-end. '

Zhang Rongfang has collected information based on his talent for dark light vision these days, and has divided out the warriors at different stages and their physical states.

Now it can be done, and at a glance, you can roughly tell what level the other party belongs to.

only

For some reason, Zhang Rongfang looked at the other party, and always felt. Always felt that the other party had a faint fragrance.

Body scent?

He was puzzled.

But it is obvious that this Taoist is a man, and he is a man in his thirties.

‘Why do I feel that he smells a little fragrant? ? ! '

Zhang Rongfang obviously felt something was wrong.

Seeing that Taoist was about to leave, he suddenly asked a question.

"Wait. Did you just take a shower? Use incense?"

"Elder Daozi, I'm a man, so I don't need incense." The Taoist replied a little confused, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Then you are born with body fragrance?" Zhang Rongfang asked calmly.

"No, Daozi, I'm a man, how can I have body fragrance??"

The Taoist pinched his three-inch long beard, feeling a bit chilly on his back.

"But you are very fragrant." Zhang Rongfang asked doubtfully.

". "The Taoist feels that the situation is not good, "Daozi, I will go down first to prepare water for you to bathe in, and I will take my leave first! I will leave!"

He turned around and ran away. For some reason, he felt that if he stayed, something might happen!

Watching the Taoist trot quickly and leave the courtyard, Zhang Rongfang looked away.

He walked all the way to the water room where he bathed, and looked at the little maids who were busy preparing in the yard of the water room.

Zhang Rongfang once again smelled a vague fragrance.

This time, not on one person, but on everyone, there is!

His heart sank, and he turned his head to look at a bearded Taoist standing guard.

This Taoist is muscular, with a square face, firm eyes, tall and masculine.

But at this moment, being stared at by Zhang Rongfang, he just felt a chill all over, and an extremely bad feeling came to his heart.

Especially Daozi's eyes were extremely aggressive, making him involuntarily want to escape here immediately.

Zhang Rong was expressionless, staring at the bearded man for a while, and then at the little girls in front of the water room.

Something weird happened.

The fragrance of these little girls is actually not as strong as that of this bearded hunk.

Zhang Rong's face remained unchanged, but his heart was already full of turbulent waves.

What does it mean! ? !

He grunted, looked at the bearded Taoist, and involuntarily felt the longing

eager

thirst

want to

go forward

Eat him in one bite!

His flesh and blood must be very delicious. Very delicious

It's like a good beef that has just been put on the frying pan and fried with butter on high heat.

The fragrance is overflowing, chewing, it must be very delicious and chewy.

The saliva in Zhang Rongfang's mouth was secreting more and more, and the inexplicable look in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Dao Daozi's subordinates will go to the latrine first, and come as soon as they go." The bearded man finally couldn't bear it anymore, he apologized, turned around and ran away.

Zhang Rongfang also felt that something was wrong with him, so he didn't make a sound, and let the other party run away quickly.

He turned around, quickly entered the water room, took a bath, changed his clothes, and then quickly walked to the prison under the Chenxiang Palace.

Chenxiang Palace is the core of the guarding yamen, and the main functional departments of the yamen have already been relocated here.

As a separate religious local management department, Chenxiang Palace has some functions similar to government offices.

Generally, if the criminal has a religious background, the local yamen must transfer him to the religious yamen, who will coordinate the trial.

So Shoujiao generally has its own unique and complete government system.

Zhang Rongfang did not stop all the way, and soon came to the underground prison.

In the prison, there are still a few masters caught by the Qianjiao League of the Esoteric Cult.

It's just that after being imprisoned for so long, these masters have already lost their energy and spirit, and their eyes are numb.

In the dungeon, the smell of feces, urine, blood and flesh mixed together, even Zhang Rongfang felt disgusted.

Led by the prison chief, he quickly walked to the first prison.

The entire prison is in the shape of Narita, and he walks from left to right, and then goes all the way forward.

The first prison I encountered was a peripheral intelligence officer of the Qianjiao League.

This is a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a tattered black robe.

"Who are you? Are you here to torture me again? It's useless. The Lingting court is evil from the very beginning. They treat people like livestock, and they control everything at will."

"Daozi, this person is a little out of his mind, it happened a few months ago, don't mind."

The cell leader in charge of guarding quickly explained.

"It's okay." Zhang Rongfang stared at this person.

Although the surrounding air is dull, the smell musty smell is everywhere.

But in this series of unpleasant smells, there is also an indescribably strong aroma, which is always strong and distinct.

"Open the door." Zhang Rongfang ordered, "Let me in."

"Yes." Without further ado, the cell leader stepped forward, took out a bunch of keys, rummaged through one of them, and opened the prison lock.

He opened the iron gate, with a flattering smile on his face, waiting for Zhang Rongfang to enter.

The prisoner in the prison felt something was wrong. He raised his blue eyes and met the black pupils that Zhang Rongfang was looking at.

Suddenly, an indescribable chill came to the prisoner's mind.

He unconsciously took a step back.

"What do you want to do!?"

Zhang Rongfang did not answer.

He walked slowly into the prison.

Close to the prisoner, approaching step by step.

The prisoner retreated step by step.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

The scent that Zhang Rongfang smelled in his nose became stronger and stronger. The smell was mixed with the smell of sweat, but it didn't make him feel sick at all.

At this time, he already understood that it is impossible for everyone outside to use aromatherapy, and everyone has deodorant.

So, the only problem is him.

It was himself, something went wrong.

"I"

He was condescending, looking at the prisoner.

"terribly sorry."

Without a sound, his hand had already pinched the opponent's neck like lightning.

The sharp fingers instinctively and precisely pierced the arteries on both sides of the prisoner's neck.

Blood gushed out from the wound.

Originally, the blood would flow down the clothes until it dripped to the ground.

But at this moment, a strange scene happened.

The prisoner struggled frantically, but to no avail. The gap between his strength and Zhang Rongfang was too great.

The blood on both sides of his neck kept gushing out rapidly, but when all the blood touched the skin of Zhang Rongfang's palm, it disappeared as quickly as water soaked a towel.

A faint warm current quickly spread along Zhang Rongfang's palm, climbing and flowing upwards, until it gathered at his heart.

Accompanied by this feeling, there is also a trace of extremely wonderful, special pleasure between numbness and itching, which spreads throughout Zhang Rongfang's body.

He moaned unconsciously.

But he didn't notice at all that the blond prisoner caught by him in front of him was rapidly becoming wrinkled and his hair was dry and dull. The eye sockets are sunken, as if they are rapidly becoming old and weak.

It was as if his vitality was continuously sucked into Zhang Rongfang's body at this moment.

I don’t know how much time,

Suddenly, the heat flow was cut off.

Zhang Rongfang also recovered from that ecstatic state.

He quickly returned to his senses, and then looked at the prisoner in his hand.

The prisoner has been completely emaciated for a long time, so old that he seems to have aged by dozens of years.

The cell boss outside was staring at this side in horror, not daring to make a sound.

On the contrary, Zhang Rongfang's body was obviously fuller and more energetic than before.

In addition to this, there is also a feeling that something has been completed inside his body, which is always lingering in his heart.

‘Is this the so-called flesh and blood complement? ! '

Zhang Rongfang put aside the prisoner, closed his eyes and looked at the attribute bar in front of him.

At this time, the trait talent that just appeared has undergone new changes.

'Trait Talent: Flesh Completion (Flesh Amplification—11)'

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