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Chapter 11 The Will of Death
Chapter 11 The Will of Death
Yellow House.
Lu Yan sat on the sofa and slowly opened his eyes.
The two yellow-haired bodies kneeling in front of the sofa shook even more violently.
Duan Jianhui felt bitter in his heart. As a gangster, he roamed the streets on weekdays. He was so unrestrained.
One day, I went with Peng Zhi to find the friend who was alone to borrow money. I didn't realize that this friend was unusual.
The knives were all stabbed in, but he didn't respond at all, and beat both of them.
And as if there was a problem with his brain, he walked around in his house.
This friend sat on the sofa and opened his eyes, and a strong murderous aura swept his face.
Duan Jianhui actually didn't know what the so-called murderous aura looked like.But he just felt that as soon as this person's eyes were closed and opened, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he trembled uncontrollably with fear.
Looking at the two yellow hairs in front of him, Lu Yan realized that he had returned.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly suppressed the tyrannical aura that came out of killing too many people.
After a while.
Only then did Lu Yan speak, and his tone became amiable: "Okay, you all go to bed, staying up late is not good for your health."
The two yellow hairs looked at each other, nodded, and walked into the room.
Halfway through, Duan Jianhui suddenly woke up, wait!Isn't this my house?
But he didn't dare to ask him to find Lu Yan again.
The two yellow hairs returned to the room, took out the medicine box, and they could handle the slight soft tissue bruise from their broken fingers.
As a gangster who often fights on the street, injuries are common. As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a good doctor.
After sending the two yellow hairs away.
Lu Yan just started to turn his head to study the reincarnation system.
There is an interface in Lu Yan's mind, and this interface only has the option of personal data.
After clicking, you can see a series of data.
"Name: Lu Yan.
name: none
Physical fitness: 42 points (10 points for standard humans)
ability:?
Reincarnation Level: One World
Experience the world: Death is coming
Overall evaluation: A proficient trainee reincarnation. "
Personal data is clear at a glance, and there is not much to refer to.
Lu Yan was more concerned about the physical fitness. When he came back, he heard the Samsara system prompting that the physical fitness would be doubled as a reward.
That is to say, his physical fitness was 21 points before.
If you successfully complete the task every time you experience the world, this column of physical fitness should be infinitely improved.
Clenching his fist, Lu Yan did feel the surge in strength.
According to his estimation, now, he can beat him five or six years ago, and after getting used to the new strength, it will be stronger.
There was also a red dot on the interface, Lu Yan looked a little awkward and clicked.
"Ding."
"The S-level prize pool has been allocated."
"Please start drawing your extra rewards."
A golden turntable appeared in Lu Yan's eyes.
There was no such thing in his era, it was fun to watch.
The rules are not difficult to understand, it is obvious to turn the wheel to get the prize.
No longer hesitate.
"Extract."
The golden turntable spun, and it was impossible to see what the prize was on it.
Lu Yan watched with interest, and as the turntable slowed down, it stopped on a strange icon.
"Ding."
"Extraction is complete!"
"Get the prize: Will of Death."
At this moment, a skull icon gradually appeared on the back of his left hand.
I don't understand what's the use of this.
Lu Yan seemed to have thought of something, clicked on personal data, and the ability column became.
ability:? , the will of death.
Click on the explanation of the will of death.
Will of the God of Death: Curse-type limited skill, convert one's own life into a curse and use it on the designated target, and the target will enter the list of God of Death.
Lu Yan looked at it and almost understood what this thing was for.
Just like the death god in the world where the god of death came, after using it on a target, the god of death will design the death of the target until the target dies.
The only limitation is probably that you need to pay the price of life to activate it.
Change the limit.
However, to Lu Yan, this restriction was completely non-existent.
He had the heart to test whether this ability could take his life.
Thinking of the huge meteorite, there is a shadow in my heart.
Forget it.
Let's try again in the next experience world.
……
Silent all night.
Early the next morning.
Huang Mao Duan Jianhui got up to go to the toilet and saw Lu Yan sitting on the sofa staring at him kindly.
Good Xuan was not scared of a heart attack.
"Damn it! Brother, aren't you going home?"
"I don't have a place to live. You can just rest here."
Lu Yan really didn't have a place to live. He used to be buried in the soil.
Turns out this guy was a homeless man.
Duan Jianhui thought to himself that although Lu Yan broke his finger, he was the one who stabbed Lu Yan first.
Forget it, this person doesn't even have a place to live, and he is also a poor person.
Duan Jianhui yawned, and waved his hand to signal Lu Yan to stay, he was going to go back to make up his sleep.
Lu Yan didn't sleep all night and didn't feel tired.
After looking around in the kitchen, I couldn't find any coffee. I was a little regretful, so I took a bottle of iced Coke and went out for a walk.
Just woke up, he is still full of curiosity about this world.
Office workers on the road were in a hurry, and many students on the platform were waiting for the bus.
Although not fully understood yet.
But at least Lu Yan still liked the mental outlook of these people.
Much better than the numbness I saw last time I woke up.
Lu Yan walked to the park and sat down, watching a group of old men and women play Tai Chi.
He was in a good mood.
"Dai Sheng should be very happy if he sees such a scene now. He is old, strong and useful, and young."
Lu Yan still remembered the look in the eyes of Dai Sheng when he wrote this sentence when he wrote the Book of Rites.
It's been thousands of years.
At this time, Lu Yan's eyes looked a little vicissitudes.
He likes this era.
……
Duan Jianhui's family.
Duan Jianhui and Peng Zhi slept until noon before waking up.
Finding that Lu Yan was not at home, Peng Zhi thought that Lu Yan had already left, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately that guy is gone, it's really weird, he stabbed a knife in his stomach and didn't respond at all, this is the first time I've seen him. to such a person."
Duan Jianhui looked a little complicated: "How about we go out to find it?"
Hearing this, Peng Zhi reached out and touched Duan Jianhui's forehead: "I don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about. They are all famous brands, so it's our turn to worry about it?"
"No, he actually..."
Before I could explain it, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Peng Zhi impatiently walked over to open the door. Lu Yan stood at the door with a smile, with a few buns in his hands.
As naturally as returning to his own home, Lu Yan walked in.
"You two haven't eaten yet. I brought buns for you."
……
(End of this chapter)
Yellow House.
Lu Yan sat on the sofa and slowly opened his eyes.
The two yellow-haired bodies kneeling in front of the sofa shook even more violently.
Duan Jianhui felt bitter in his heart. As a gangster, he roamed the streets on weekdays. He was so unrestrained.
One day, I went with Peng Zhi to find the friend who was alone to borrow money. I didn't realize that this friend was unusual.
The knives were all stabbed in, but he didn't respond at all, and beat both of them.
And as if there was a problem with his brain, he walked around in his house.
This friend sat on the sofa and opened his eyes, and a strong murderous aura swept his face.
Duan Jianhui actually didn't know what the so-called murderous aura looked like.But he just felt that as soon as this person's eyes were closed and opened, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he trembled uncontrollably with fear.
Looking at the two yellow hairs in front of him, Lu Yan realized that he had returned.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly suppressed the tyrannical aura that came out of killing too many people.
After a while.
Only then did Lu Yan speak, and his tone became amiable: "Okay, you all go to bed, staying up late is not good for your health."
The two yellow hairs looked at each other, nodded, and walked into the room.
Halfway through, Duan Jianhui suddenly woke up, wait!Isn't this my house?
But he didn't dare to ask him to find Lu Yan again.
The two yellow hairs returned to the room, took out the medicine box, and they could handle the slight soft tissue bruise from their broken fingers.
As a gangster who often fights on the street, injuries are common. As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a good doctor.
After sending the two yellow hairs away.
Lu Yan just started to turn his head to study the reincarnation system.
There is an interface in Lu Yan's mind, and this interface only has the option of personal data.
After clicking, you can see a series of data.
"Name: Lu Yan.
name: none
Physical fitness: 42 points (10 points for standard humans)
ability:?
Reincarnation Level: One World
Experience the world: Death is coming
Overall evaluation: A proficient trainee reincarnation. "
Personal data is clear at a glance, and there is not much to refer to.
Lu Yan was more concerned about the physical fitness. When he came back, he heard the Samsara system prompting that the physical fitness would be doubled as a reward.
That is to say, his physical fitness was 21 points before.
If you successfully complete the task every time you experience the world, this column of physical fitness should be infinitely improved.
Clenching his fist, Lu Yan did feel the surge in strength.
According to his estimation, now, he can beat him five or six years ago, and after getting used to the new strength, it will be stronger.
There was also a red dot on the interface, Lu Yan looked a little awkward and clicked.
"Ding."
"The S-level prize pool has been allocated."
"Please start drawing your extra rewards."
A golden turntable appeared in Lu Yan's eyes.
There was no such thing in his era, it was fun to watch.
The rules are not difficult to understand, it is obvious to turn the wheel to get the prize.
No longer hesitate.
"Extract."
The golden turntable spun, and it was impossible to see what the prize was on it.
Lu Yan watched with interest, and as the turntable slowed down, it stopped on a strange icon.
"Ding."
"Extraction is complete!"
"Get the prize: Will of Death."
At this moment, a skull icon gradually appeared on the back of his left hand.
I don't understand what's the use of this.
Lu Yan seemed to have thought of something, clicked on personal data, and the ability column became.
ability:? , the will of death.
Click on the explanation of the will of death.
Will of the God of Death: Curse-type limited skill, convert one's own life into a curse and use it on the designated target, and the target will enter the list of God of Death.
Lu Yan looked at it and almost understood what this thing was for.
Just like the death god in the world where the god of death came, after using it on a target, the god of death will design the death of the target until the target dies.
The only limitation is probably that you need to pay the price of life to activate it.
Change the limit.
However, to Lu Yan, this restriction was completely non-existent.
He had the heart to test whether this ability could take his life.
Thinking of the huge meteorite, there is a shadow in my heart.
Forget it.
Let's try again in the next experience world.
……
Silent all night.
Early the next morning.
Huang Mao Duan Jianhui got up to go to the toilet and saw Lu Yan sitting on the sofa staring at him kindly.
Good Xuan was not scared of a heart attack.
"Damn it! Brother, aren't you going home?"
"I don't have a place to live. You can just rest here."
Lu Yan really didn't have a place to live. He used to be buried in the soil.
Turns out this guy was a homeless man.
Duan Jianhui thought to himself that although Lu Yan broke his finger, he was the one who stabbed Lu Yan first.
Forget it, this person doesn't even have a place to live, and he is also a poor person.
Duan Jianhui yawned, and waved his hand to signal Lu Yan to stay, he was going to go back to make up his sleep.
Lu Yan didn't sleep all night and didn't feel tired.
After looking around in the kitchen, I couldn't find any coffee. I was a little regretful, so I took a bottle of iced Coke and went out for a walk.
Just woke up, he is still full of curiosity about this world.
Office workers on the road were in a hurry, and many students on the platform were waiting for the bus.
Although not fully understood yet.
But at least Lu Yan still liked the mental outlook of these people.
Much better than the numbness I saw last time I woke up.
Lu Yan walked to the park and sat down, watching a group of old men and women play Tai Chi.
He was in a good mood.
"Dai Sheng should be very happy if he sees such a scene now. He is old, strong and useful, and young."
Lu Yan still remembered the look in the eyes of Dai Sheng when he wrote this sentence when he wrote the Book of Rites.
It's been thousands of years.
At this time, Lu Yan's eyes looked a little vicissitudes.
He likes this era.
……
Duan Jianhui's family.
Duan Jianhui and Peng Zhi slept until noon before waking up.
Finding that Lu Yan was not at home, Peng Zhi thought that Lu Yan had already left, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately that guy is gone, it's really weird, he stabbed a knife in his stomach and didn't respond at all, this is the first time I've seen him. to such a person."
Duan Jianhui looked a little complicated: "How about we go out to find it?"
Hearing this, Peng Zhi reached out and touched Duan Jianhui's forehead: "I don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about. They are all famous brands, so it's our turn to worry about it?"
"No, he actually..."
Before I could explain it, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Peng Zhi impatiently walked over to open the door. Lu Yan stood at the door with a smile, with a few buns in his hands.
As naturally as returning to his own home, Lu Yan walked in.
"You two haven't eaten yet. I brought buns for you."
……
(End of this chapter)
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