The trampled right hand gradually lost consciousness in the pain, and perhaps Qian Cangyi could no longer support his body in the next second.

He was exhausted.

Isn’t this an unknown Taoist priest enshrined on the stage?

Confusion was overwhelming in his heart. Although his body was almost approaching his limit, his thinking was not in chaos.

Time passed quickly, and Qian Cang felt that he had discovered something vaguely.

Maybe the one who comes alive may be with me.

No, to be more precise, it is Zhang Fanqu.

His right hand was unable to support his entire body anymore. Anyway, he would lose his strength in the end. Qian Cang did not waste it anymore, but instead used the last bit of strength to twist his body.

In this way, when he falls to the ground, his back will not hit the ground.

thump!

The landing speed is very fast, far faster than the climbing speed.

Qian Cang, who was lying down, felt his eyes dizzy. It was already night, but after falling like this, he couldn't see anything clearly.

The height of Dongqiaoguan is not too high, about four or five meters.

Falling from this height may lead to death or may not die. Everything depends on luck.

Qian Cangyi didn't know whether his luck was good or bad at this time.

Being able to think means not dead, but the bones in the body seem to be falling apart and can't even squeeze out a trace of strength.

After he landed, the mice around him first ran away in fear, and then rushed over like a hungry mad dog.

Countless black mice crawled on him, biting his flesh and blood.

The pain of being bitten on the left ear made Qian Cangyi more awake.

In a trance, a vague force appeared from a place that could not be captured in the body. This force was not powerful, but it was continuous, as if it was flowing forever.

The deceased's rejection!

Unyielding will!

It was these two passive skills that allowed Qian Cangyi to survive the fall just now.

At the moment of being subjected to an imminent death attack, the body will make some changes to avoid the occurrence of death, which will only take effect once in a movie world.

Note: The effect of avoiding death will definitely take effect, but it does not mean that the actors can definitely avoid death.

This is the explanation of the passive skill [Dead Rejection].

Generally speaking, when you see the four words "death attack", you will think of swords and guns, but the subject of this passive skill is the actor himself. In other words, as long as it will cause death attacks on the actor in a very short period of time, this effect will be triggered.

Falling from a high altitude, a powerful impact force occurs instantly and meets the conditions.

The moment he landed, Qian Cangyi's body adjusted himself, which he could not feel because it was a subconscious reaction made by his body.

However, Qian Cangyi finally fell down.

The injury is relieved does not mean that he is exempted. The original internal injury and new injuries may cause Qian Cangyi to fall asleep.

Once you fall asleep while beset by enemies, there is no second possibility.

Unless, another miracle happens.

Although some miracles have happened to him before, Qian Cangyi is not a person who believes in miracles. Compared to the illusory miracles, he believes in himself more.

It is precisely this persistence that allows him to touch the feeling of being on the verge of death closer.

In this way, this will to survive can successfully launch [indomitable will].

Actors with this skill will have a slightly increased recovery speed when facing death threats.

When discussing with Qian Jiangyue before, Qian Cangyi learned that there is a certain relationship between vitality and physical strength, and the recovery speed of vitality has been slightly improved. In other words, the recovery speed of physical strength will also be slightly improved.

The cry of Zhang Fango suddenly rang out, and the deafening sound seemed to penetrate the sky.

I don't want to die yet!

Qian Cang's eyes became clear. Even though the impact of dizziness was still there, it could not stop him from doing what he wanted to do.

His left hand slowly reached behind him to the position where the dagger was stored, and his right hand held the mouse closest to him.

At the same time, he slowly stood up.

As for Zhang Fan, he had no time to pay attention to it for the time being.

If his idea can be successful, Zhang Jianqu will naturally survive. If he fails, his life will be gone. What else can he use to protect Zhang Jianqu?

At this time, Qian Cangyi's waist was straight.

He held a sharp dagger in his left hand and a mouse in his right hand.

The mouse seemed to feel the fatal danger and began to twist wildly, but the more it twisted, the tighter Qian Cang grabbed it.

"My name is Yuan Changqing."

While saying this, the mouse who was staying on Qian Cangyi began to run away in panic.

"I live a life of mercy and abdication. I passed by here today, but I didn't know where I offended the great immortal."

"If the great immortal wants to take Changqing's life, Changqing can do nothing."

"It's just that Changqing's great revenge has not been repaid, and I feel unwilling to accept it. I hope the great immortal will keep Changqing's life for the time being."

Speaking of this, Qian Cang paused for a second.

On the one hand, it is to allow yourself to have a rest, and on the other hand, it is to let the other party respond.

Just...no response.

On the contrary, the mice that had just escaped surrounded them.

"If you refuse..."

Qian Cangyi continued to speak, then he waved the dagger in his left hand and cut off the head of the mouse holding his right hand.

Blood gushed out like a small fountain.

"Then Changqing vows here! Even if he turns into a wronged ghost after death, he will not enter the human world from now on! He is sent to the eighteenth level of hell! He will never make the great immortal feel better!"

While saying these words, Qian Cangyi couldn't help but grit his teeth.

To threaten such things, it is important to express one's own determination. Generally speaking, the act of breaking one's own arm can express one's determination well.

But Qian Cangyi cannot use this method now. I won’t talk about the future. With his current state, he directly cut off one arm without stopping the bleeding. The result is self-evident...

Then, Qian Cang raised his head, placed the mouse beside his mouth, and squeezed it hard.

The mouse's blood sprayed into his mouth.

A huge shadow began to emerge in front of him.

It's a giant rat!

But when the shadow approached, Qian Cang discovered that it was not the giant rat that walked out of Dongqiaoguan, but the nameless Taoist who stepped on his right hand just now on the top of Dongqiaoguan.

The Wuming Taoist stuck out his tongue and added a circle of lips, "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time."

Have you come out? Really a monster?

Qian Cang thought to himself.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes full of hatred.

If Yuan Changqing died here, then wouldn’t he die here too? How could there be no hatred!

"Dare to ask the great immortal..."

Qian Cang opened his mouth.

After hearing this, Wuming Taoist raised his eyebrows, "I am not a great immortal, I am just a mouse spirit hiding in the mountains. As for the name, this is my home."

After saying that, the Taoist pointed to the plaque above.

Dongqiaoguan.

"Dong Qiao?"

Qian Cangyi did not move his sight.

"That's right." Dong Qiao walked up, "You are different from those villagers."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhang Fan lying on the ground.

"You two are not normal. You have a heavy ghost aura on your body, as if you are dealing with dead people all day long."

"Especially, this baby is actually involved in the heart ghost. Now he is ignorant and stable. If he is allowed to grow up, he will probably die like a disaster star.

"And it's not the death of one or two, it would be the death of one city and one city!"

Dong Qiao's eyes widened.
Chapter completed!