"I damaged part of his brain." Chen Yi said casually.

This "part" is the brain area that controls the seven emotions of joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock. All of them were injured by him.

If he can survive this, Chen Yi can only surrender.

"..."

Su Ming felt very shocked.

Last time I was tricked unknowingly, at least I could deduce Chen Yi's methods.

Now that she had witnessed it with her own eyes from beginning to end, Chen Yi also told her clearly that she could not understand his methods at all.

Is the gap that big?

"Ouch!!"

The muscles all over the "Savage's" body protruded, and a layer of turbid blood-colored light emerged. He struggled fiercely, and the runes on the light locks wrapped around his body were spinning endlessly.

Tao Jingnan frowned, raised his head and said to the ceiling: "Increase the output."

You can see that the light locks that bound the "savage" are getting brighter and brighter, and even gradually become solid and solid.

Several people just looked at him, Chen Yi didn't say anything, and they couldn't make a sound either.

It lasted for more than thirty minutes before the "savage" gradually became calmer... or should be said to be gradually weakening.

"ha!"

At this time, a trace of black and red blood appeared from all the "savage's" orifices, and the turbid blood light had dissipated.

Bound by light chains, hanging in the air, with his mouth wide open, breathing feebly.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Chen Yi suddenly shouted a Buddhist chant, and while everyone felt a warm power, they saw the fierce light in the "savage's" eyes gradually dissipate.

In addition to being weak, he also showed a trace of... dependence?!

What a ghost!

Here are a few Yellow Jackets thoughts at this time.

Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said, "You can ask him now. With her ability, it should be easy."

Pointing at Su Ming, whose eyes were wide-open.

"That's it?" Su Ming was a little unbelievable.

"that's all."

Chen Yi secretly glanced at Pei Songmao, and when he saw his eyes shining and his face fiery, his heart suddenly twitched.

Swallowing his saliva: "His state will only last for about thirty minutes. I'm not sure if he can still ask after that. Then, my mission is completed, and there will be no need for me in the future.

Farewell."

"By the way, I will send you a bill for the cost this time, Radar, please send me out!"

This is called a causal cycle.

As Chen Yi said this, he picked up Radar, who had an admiring expression on his face, and ran away.

"..."

The remaining people were caught off guard.

Can your style of painting stop changing so quickly?

Also send the bill, where is the agreed upon eminent monk?

"Hey? Brat!" Pei Songmao grabbed the empty space and was so angry that the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

…

Chen Yi got rid of the little fan radar and directly plugged into the bamboo dragonfly.

I felt melancholy in my heart.

Alas, if the big boss knew that he was using Buddhist magic to do this kind of thing, would he directly let him experience the genuine Palm Technique Falling from the Sky?

His thoughts veered in a strange direction and returned to the "savage".

There is a very strange and powerful power in that "savage", which is completely different from his true energy and the energy of the awakened person.

It may be the practice system in the so-called "Shenzhou".

He was very curious about that "Shenzhou", but knew that Huang Sha would not tell him easily.

It's better to just stay away.

He didn't want to get himself involved again and cause trouble just because of this curiosity.

The world is really getting more and more chaotic. First the awakening species, and now some kind of "Shenzhou" has emerged.

And it seems that it has established some kind of not-so-friendly "diplomatic" relationship with this other world very early on.

If this continues, how long can he live in his ideal life of drinking tea, seeing a doctor, and practicing martial arts every day?

After thinking about it, I arrived home not long after.

Chen Yicai rushed into his home from the balcony, and heard Anlong calling him in a hoarse voice outside: "Chen Yi! Your delivery has arrived!"

"Um?"

Chen Yi's eyes lit up.

It's those comic novels and the like that he ordered online.

"Here we come!" he shouted back and ran out quickly.

I saw several cardboard boxes piled in front of Anlong's store. Anlong was muttering around the boxes. When he saw him coming, he frowned and said, "Why did you buy so many things?"

"I won't tell you!"

Chen Yi stacked the boxes high together, picked them up and ran away.

"...When did this kid become so strong?"

An Long didn't care about cursing, and watched with straight eyes as he ran home holding a box that was taller than a man.

Facts have proven that unpacking express delivery is a joy for both men and women.

That feeling of satisfaction is really joyful!

Chen Yi happily opened the parcels one by one, but soon he became depressed.

There were fake cheats from comic novels all over the floor, but none of them could arouse Gray Screen's reaction.

"Hey, what's the principle?" Chen Yi looked at the mess on the ground with depression.

Could it be that it is completely random and based on appearance?

That's really the end.

Although his face is white, he is really dark in this aspect.

Chen Yizheng was dejected and suddenly looked stunned.

Because he heard...no, he should "feel" a voice.

"Blood……"

"Blood……"

Coming again?

Chen Yi's first reaction was that the Gu sect called Laoshizi came to trouble him again.

When he was in a very depressed mood, he stood up suddenly, wanting to pluck out the fly that had annoyed him several times and vent his anger.

But when he carefully checked the source of the "sound", his expression became strange...

Chen Yi raised his head and looked at the roof of the building.

The source of the "voice" is upstairs from him.

"Blood"

"kill……"

"kill……"

Chen Yi followed the strange "voice" and came to the third floor.

Then he saw the source of the "voice".

The golden snake sword was emitting a dazzling golden light at the moment.

The golden snake-shaped sword could not help but tremble, but it was suppressed by the dragon wood and golden vines.

Chen Yi glanced at the Tianmo Qin next to him, but there was no movement.

Rebellion?
To be continued...