"Daozi, there is something wrong with this man's brain. He has been like this a few months ago. Don't mind."

The prison head in charge explained quickly.

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

Although the surrounding air is dull and the smelly musty smell is everywhere.

But among this series of unpleasant smells, there is an indescribable rich aroma that is always strong and distinct.

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

"Yes." Without saying a word, the prison boss stepped forward, took out a lot of keys, found one of them, and opened the prison lock.

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

The prisoner in the cell felt something was wrong. He raised his blue eyes and met Zhang Rongfang's black pupils.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of coldness surged into the prisoner's heart.

He unconsciously took a step back.

"You...what do you want to do!?"

Zhang Rongfang did not answer.

He walked slowly into the prison.

Get close to the prisoner and get closer step by step.

The prisoner backed away step by step.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

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

At this time, he has understood that it is impossible for everyone outside to use aromatherapy and have body fragrance.

Therefore, the only one with a problem is him.

It was him who had the problem.

"I...."

He looked down at the prisoner.

"terribly sorry."

Without any sound, his hands had already grasped the other person's neck like lightning.

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

Blood gushed out along 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 wildly, but to no avail. There was a huge gap between his strength and Zhang Rongfang's.

The blood on both sides of his neck continued to gush out rapidly, but when all the blood came into contact with the skin of Zhang Rongfang's palm, it quickly disappeared like water seeping through and soaking a towel.

A stream of faint warmth quickly spread along Zhang Rongfang's palm, climbing up and up, until it converged to his heart.

Along with this feeling, there is also a trace of extremely wonderful, special pleasure between numbness and itch, which spreads throughout Zhang Rongfang's whole body.

He groaned unconsciously.

But he did not notice at all that the blond and blue-eyed prisoner he caught in front of him was rapidly becoming wrinkled, his hair was dry and lost its luster, and his eyes were sunken, as if he was rapidly becoming old and weak.

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

I don’t know how much time,

Suddenly, the heat flow suddenly stopped.

Zhang Rongfang also recovered from that ecstatic state.

He quickly came to his senses and looked at the prisoner in his hands.

The prisoner had completely lost weight and looked so old that he seemed to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden.

On the other hand, the cell leader outside was staring in horror, not daring to say a word.

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

In addition, there was a feeling as if something had been completed inside his body, which was always lingering in his heart.

‘Is this what is called flesh and blood completion?!’

Zhang Rongfang threw away the prisoner and closed his eyes and looked at the attribute column in front of him.

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

‘Trait Talent: Flesh and Flesh Complement (Flesh and Flesh Increase – 11)’

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Chapter completed!