Apocalyptic Dark Age

Yan Twenty-Jiu didn't know that he was almost penetrated by someone. He was slightly shocked and found something wrong. Instead, he laughed at himself for being suspicious. He looked at Gao Feng and sighed with regret. This sigh made Gao Feng's murderous intention return again. At this time, it was During the most sensitive period of the peak, no matter what Yan Erjiu did, he would think of the conspiracy and the poisonous scorpion method. He had already preconceived ideas, and he was not willing to be hasty, which caused him to be schizophrenic and difficult to make decisions.

"Let's not talk about this for now. I'm going to deliver food to those two little girls. You can continue to rest..."

Yan Erjiu stood up and walked towards another cabin door, leaving Gao Feng with an uncertain face. After a while, he shook his head and continued to touch his cigarette, only to find that there was nothing left in his clothes. According to records The electronic copy of the map of the western wilderness, the healing medicine that was converted into injections, and the essential oil of rhizome used to kill people and set fires, plus the cigarettes that are essential for the peak, and a few energy crystals that are habitually kept on the body as backup fuel for the float. stone.

"Looting, it's really called looting, everything was washed away. You took away the electronic book, healing medicine, rose essential oil, and even the energy crystal. I didn't say anything, but why did you even take my cigarettes? Walk……."

Gao Feng couldn't help being furious and muttering hatefully. Those sinister eyes made him look like the villain in the movie, which showed how angry Gao Feng was.

"Smoking is harmful to health. How can you smoke if you haven't cleaned up the toxins?"

Yan Erjiu's indifferent words were heard not far away. Gao Feng turned around and glared, only to see a thick blanket thrown over him and cover him.

Gao Feng was covered with a warm blanket, and he gave another reason in his heart to kill or not to kill. Yan Erjiu gave him the blanket, which was a small favor, but taking away his cigarettes was a big hatred.

Gao Feng, who has clear grievances, hopes that Yan Erjiu will not give him a blanket, so that he will not be shaken by the murderous intention in his heart for small favors.

Suddenly, the extreme burning heat emanating from the inside of his body caused Gao Feng to scream in pain again, even more violently than before. In addition, he had been thinking about Yan Twenty-nine's bad thoughts about him, and he temporarily forgot that he was still tortured. The sequelae, so it is not as tolerant as before.

Gaofeng's screams stopped the faint sound of crying in the distance, and then two clear female voices, like the cries of orioles, suddenly shouted.

"Is it His Highness Seventeenth? Your Highness Seventeenth is here to rescue us?"

There was only one scream from Gao Feng, but it aroused the expectations of the two young girls. At this time, Yan Twenty-nine walked quietly to Gao Feng, holding a viper pistol in his hand, looking down at Gao Feng, and saw Gao Feng's bright eyes and his own. Looking at each other.

Staring into those charming eyes again, I saw a trace of worry deep in them. Although I don't know whether it was because I was worried that I couldn't bear it and died and lost a research material in vain, or I was really worried about myself. At least the murderous intention in Gao Feng's heart was slightly relieved. Some, it was originally due to mood swings that caused the current situation. The mood was a little calmer, and the severe pain of the flames was relieved a lot, allowing Gao Feng to breathe a little easier.

Yan Twenty-Jiu just glanced lightly, and then looked at the place where the shouts came from, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his charming eyes suddenly exuded a serious and solemn look.

When Gao Feng woke up from the hellish torture for the second time, Yan Twenty-nine was walking out of the dark hatch. There was no sound inside, but Gao Feng was keenly aware of the blood remaining on the handle of the radiation pistol.

Yan Erjiu, who inserted his pistol into the holster, knelt beside Gao Feng and picked up the physical examination instrument again. Seeing Gao Feng's angry and refusing eyes, Yan Erjiu raised his delicate and slender eyebrows and put the The needle pierced Gao Feng's skin, which once again gave Yan Twenty-Jiu a reason to kill him.

"The recovery is going well, the effect is better than I imagined..."

"But it's worse than last time. Last time I felt like I was soaked in magma, and this time the magma entered my stomach..."

Gao Feng complained angrily, but Yan Twenty-nine did not answer. He took out the needle, covered Gao Feng with a blanket, stood up and went to his residence, leaving Gao Feng filled with anger and nowhere to go.

Once again, Gao Feng was left alone and looked up at the bright light bulb. He knew that he must come up with a new way. He could not lie down like this. As long as he could not stand up, he would always be controlled by others.

The two girls who belonged to the Seventeenth Highness showed that they were not trustworthy. Gao Feng had already heard from Caifeng about the virtues of these girls and had no intention of rescuing them, so he gave up the idea of ​​them being able to help him.

While thinking hard, Gao Feng couldn't help but recall the moment when he first awakened his ability. The essential oil of the rosette flower was the source of his rise. Without that rosette flower, he would not have achieved what he has achieved now. Essential oils helped him get through so many difficulties.

Although his ability to extract essence seems to be useless, not as good as those powerful Jia Luo, even if he fights with others, he will often be at a disadvantage, but Gao Feng can always find a suitable application method, whether it is metal wings or Thousand Calamity Threads are always hard to guard against, and there are not a few Jialuo who died under his hands. Killing enemies by crossing ranks is not an exception.

There is no best method, only the method that suits you best. Once you master the adaptability, you can use your mind to make the impossible possible. Therefore, Gao Feng believes that if he wants to solve the current problem, he must rely on his own ability. .

But poison is one of the most difficult problems to solve in the peak. Once the toxin penetrates deep into the lungs, it will penetrate into the lungs and bone marrow. It is even more difficult to understand clearly. After all, the human body is not a plant or a mineral. It is enough to remove impurities, muscles, blood and bones. Skin, everything is indispensable. If you don't pay attention, it will be refined into a mummy before it is poisoned to death.

Otherwise, he would not have watched Kaiyue die in his arms, so Gao Feng hated people who used poison the most. Once he found out, he would definitely let the other person have a taste of his poison.

Since there was only one way to get rid of the toxins in the body, Gao Feng no longer thought about it, Qianjie Silk flashed slightly, and then he cut a bloody opening on his arm. Before the blood could flow out from the scar that had not yet opened, the extracted The ability is activated.

Drops of dark red blood rushed out from the wound, floating and spinning under the light, which was really beautiful.

Gao Feng frowned tightly. Things turned out exactly as he suspected. It is not difficult to directly extract toxins from the body. They have been integrated with the flesh and blood. Even if they are extracted, the essence of the body's flesh and blood will be extracted together. Even if he doesn't die, his energy will be exhausted, like a centenarian.

If the toxins are not extracted, they will always be rooted in Gao Feng's body. Not only the internal organs, but also the bone marrow will be contaminated. Even if Gao Feng dies and turns into withered bones, the bones will be black and may affect him for the rest of his life. A short life is inevitable. of.

Gao Feng covered his eyes irritably, otherwise the light above his head would irritate his eyelids. He no longer wanted to think about the consequences of the toxins that could not be eliminated. He just wanted to sleep peacefully, but the more he wanted to sleep, the more he couldn't sleep. There was always something in his heart. All kinds of thoughts were rolling around, and for a while I thought about myself being riddled with toxins, falling down like an old man in the wind, and no longer able to fly in the sky and earth. Then I thought about whether Caifeng would feel a little disgusted when he saw this sick man like him, and he also thought about himself. Will he be abandoned by everyone in the Western Wilderness where the strong are respected?