Luo Lingfang.

Jiang Yan stood on the ground, looking at the mechanical ellipse falling from the sky with cold eyes.

This is a flying weirdness. It has no hair, wings, facial features, and its shape is like a huge leather ball.

Puff!

The entire body of the mechanical tooth ellipse exploded and decomposed into dozens of smaller individuals, flying towards Jiang Yan together.

Faced with this situation, Jiang Yan just raised his sword and slashed it out with one sword.

A storm is coming.

Extreme storm style.

A fire-red qi hurricane swept across the ground, five feet tall, like a real tornado, depressing but full of beauty.

It rolled the mechanical teeth over, and without any accident, the strange blood sword was instantly twisted into black particles.

Jiang Yan collected his sword and was very satisfied with the secret technique of Storm Style. Using Storm Style to deal with this blood sword is really useless, but he didn't use all his strength, but he just used a small part of the energy.

"It's also a trump card." Jiang Yan thought silently.

...

After killing the ellipse of the instrument, it was already dark.

Jiang Yan did not return to Jingyesi again. He just ate and drank at the street stall before returning home.

Li Qishui still didn't come back. Today he also heard that Li Qishui's team seemed to have encountered some minor troubles. They probably would have to stay in the Acropolis for a few more days.

night.

The moon is like a silver plate, sprinkling wisps of coldness.

Jiang Yan was lying on the bed and had already fallen asleep.

A very light and light black line floated from a distance, and its target was very accurate, which was Jiang Yan on the bed.

It crosses the courtyard and comes to the house through the window lattice.

Jiang Yan was still sleeping soundly, not conscious of the black line. It circled and gently landed on the back of Jiang Yan's right hand, turning into a word.

"exterminate…"

Buzz...

A whirlpool appeared in Jiang Yan's left palm, but to no avail, and the handwriting on the back of his right hand did not disappear.

Click!

Jiang Yan turned over and continued to sleep on his stomach.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yan discovered the words on the back of his right hand. After all, it was too obvious and could be seen with his eyes raised.

"What's this?"

The word Jiang Yan recognized also understands its meaning, and it is destruction or death.

"Is it a curse?" Jiang Yan was a little uncertain. Logically speaking, he had a modifier in his body, and the negative forces of the monster should not be able to invade him.

Of course, this is not absolute either.

This world is too vast, strange creatures like this are too mysterious, and the modifier is not omnipotent.

But whether this is a curse or not, there was a miserable handwriting on the back of his hand for no reason. He didn't think it was a good thing, he needed to figure it out.

Without breakfast, Jiang Yan immediately went to Jingyesi. He could not recognize the meaning behind the word, but Jingyesi was full of talents and should be able to help him.

Jingye Department, office lobby.

Jiang Yan came too early and the others had not arrived yet. He used this time gap to experiment with Gangqi and modifiers, but he could not remove the words on the back of his right hand.

After a while, the deputy inspectors walked into the office lobby one after another.

Jiang Yan immediately began to ask them for advice, but what disappointed him was that no one of the people under his command could prepare to say the special meaning contained in the words on the back of his hand.

However, they also gave Jiang Yan other solutions.

First, try using the evil-removing talisman.

Second, ask my colleagues who had served in the Chief Office before. The Chief Office specializes in dealing with weird things and knows more about these strange things.

Jiang Yan adopted their opinions and went to the Interior Hall to receive the evil talisman, but it was useless after the evil talisman was stimulated, and the words on the back of the hand still existed.

In the end, a patrol envoy who had served in the command department gave Jiang Yan the answer he wanted.

The words on the back of his right hand are suspected to be cursed, and are usually called strange resentment.

Curses often occur in people who kill too many weird things. With this mark on their body, they will cause weird crazy attacks within a certain range.

Isn’t this just a passive mockery skill? Jiang Yan thought silently.

"Brother Jiang, I heard you have been cursed?" Ying Tianjiao came late today.

"Yes." Jiang Yan nodded, raised the back of his hand and shook it at him.

"Tsk tsk..." Ying Tianjiao shook his head gently and said, "You are also unlucky. Some people who have been killed in a lifetime may not be entangled with resentment. You..."

"I don't think this is unlucky." Jiang Yan's eyes lit up. This so-called curse may be a trouble for others.

But Jiang Yan felt very comfortable.

It is simply his dream to be able to attract weird attacks automatically.

"It's a pity that this state can last up to three days..."

The inspector had already explained to him that the object of resentment would only be attached once in his life, and after a short period of time, it would automatically dissipate.

The shortest half day, the longest three days.

Looking at Jiang Yan's lit gaze, Ying Tianjiao was stunned. He was stunned for a while before muttering in a low voice, "Damn it, I forgot about this guy's special hobby."

Jiang Yan had a very extraordinary enthusiasm for hunting weirdness, and he knew this.

A quarter of an hour later, after Jiang Yan arranged all the tasks today, he ran out of Jingyesi and Luocang City with his sword on his back.

He went to the wild.

He doesn't know how much time the curse is left, so he must cherish and use it.

...

field.

Click!

Jiang Yan stood on a small hill, which was considered the edge of Luocang City, five or six miles away from the nearest village.

Looking up at the distance, the green mountains are tall and full of vitality.

"It's a pity that this is just an illusion. The wilderness here is weird."

Jiang Yan raised his sword and swept across, killing the strange hidden hidden nearby.

He looked at the curse of "典" on the back of his hand and said softly, "It's up to you to get a lot of weird values."

Jiang Yan did not look for weird things all over the mountains. After all, the wilderness was too big. He searched for weird things bit by bit, and his efficiency was too slow.

"If, as they said, this so-called curse can really attract strange attacks within a certain range..."

Jiang Yan's eyes flashed. Maybe he should pay more attention to this type of person in the future, so he can attract weird things.

The green mountains are swaying, the breeze is blowing, and several black shadows are floating. This is a flying weird... Crow Nine, the level is fierce. In Jiang Yan's eyes, they are even more fragile than toys.

However, this will be a good start.

Jiang Yan laughed. In the distance, there were many cold air masses approaching at an extremely fast speed.

"Maybe you can really make a small profit this time!"

He raised his palm gently and pressed it down with one palm. The innate qi spread like waves, covering the entire hill.

The flames were blazing, and many strange things were coming to die like moths flying into the flames.

Looking at the slowly increasing strange value, Jiang Yan felt relieved. At this speed, he might be able to upgrade the Bayan Blood Gang True Sutra to another level.

……
Chapter completed!