Yang Wen can no longer remember how he answered before he fell into a coma.∷But he could get his own answer.

After moving his body for a while, he clearly remembered that seven or eight blood holes were stabbed, and his tendons were also broken. There were six fatal injuries, but now... his wrists were flexible, and he did not feel any pain in his body. Even some old injuries were healed.

He raised his head and saw a young man about twenty years old standing in front of him, looking at him quietly.

Facing his gaze, the young man said:

"I deeply sympathize with your experience. The reason for saving you is because you are a Chinese. Your injuries have been healed and there will be no consequences. In addition... do you still remember my previous questions?"

Yang Wen replied: "Remember. You asked me if I want to have strength or take revenge."

The young man smiled faintly: "So, I'll ask again now, what about your answer?"

Yang Wenxiu clenched his fists, and the flames of hatred flashed in his eyes: "I want! I want strength! I want revenge!"

The young man asked again: "Are you willing to pay all the price?"

Yang Wen said without hesitation: "I do!"

Chen Mu smiled.

He stretched out his hand, and there was a treasure in his palm. After shaping it, it turned into a gold coin with a skull pattern on it:

"This is the 'cursed Aztec gold coin', prop-type treasure. After use, your body will become a deceased body, not afraid of death, will not aging, and will never die. With your fighting skills, the blood servant-level miscellaneous fish will no longer be your opponent... But accordingly, you will never be able to enjoy sex and food, and on the full moon night, your body will also become a terrifying skeleton... Are you willing to accept it?"

Chen Mu said, throwing the gold coin over. Yang Wen did not answer, but he had already used the gold coin resolutely. The skull on the gold coin opened and closed the mouth strangely twice, and then turned into a dark golden light and penetrated into his body. Chen Mu smiled slightly at this time and pointed to the room behind him.

"Your enemy is there. It's your business for you to deal with it. Your daughter is safe and unconscious. But your wife is sorry, after all, I don't have the ability to resurrect the dead."

Yang Wen nodded silently and walked into the room behind him. He saw that one of them was tightly bound by several ice cones - it was the blood servant, and his daughter was sleeping peacefully in the corner of the wall.

Yang Wen exhaled, then turned his head to look at the blood clan, with a ferocious look in his eyes...

Ten minutes later.

Yang Wen walked out of the room with his daughter in his arms and stood in front of Chen Mu: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Chen Mu was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "I like to deal with smart people, which can save me a lot of trouble... That's right. I do have a little help, I hope you can help me."

As he said that, Chen Mu pondered for a moment, then took out a Luobao from his arms and threw it into Yang Wen's hand: "You try it first, are you suitable for this Luobao?"
Chapter completed!