In the explosion just now, Ren Yi was at the center and had the greatest strength to bear. If it weren't for the demon's right arm at that time, I would have been killed. Although his ability to dissipate after his death is now gone, his arm is still intact.

On the back of the broken arm's hand, the spiral leaf pattern was lying quietly there.

Ji Qianming trotted all the way, picked up his broken arm, and covered the surface of the leaf pattern with his right hand.

“

I have detected that I have contact with the "Fantasy" of Ye Wen,

Will the reproduction start? Yes, no.

”

The small words appeared on the mirror again, and Ji Qianming chose yes without any hesitation.

Just as his fingers touched the mirror, a progress bar appeared under the pop-up window and moved little by little.

"vomit……"

Ji Qianming finally couldn't help it, and he kept vomiting with his broken arm in his arms. He was just an ordinary boy, and he had never even killed a chicken. When did he see such a bloody scene? Not to mention that he is still intimately in contact with the bloody broken arm. The smell of blood alone makes his stomach acid roll. You must know that a few minutes ago it was still on a living man.

But even so, he still hugged the broken arm in his hand tightly. It took two minutes to replicate, and he had to persevere.

At this moment, he felt the temperature around him drop instantly, and a ball of darkness came to him like a meteor.

The dark outline gradually changed, and an obese figure walked out of it.

Ji Qianming's pupils shrank suddenly, and the aura of the underworld made him shudder, another capable person!

And judging from this ability, it is likely that the King of the Underworld who beat Ren Yi into a dog, but the difference between this King of the Underworld and his imagination is a bit big...

"Hey, I'm still a step late."

The fat man looked at the mess on the ground and the fire on the upstairs, and his face was full of annoyance. Just as he turned his head, he was stunned.

A dirty boy was holding a broken arm and was half kneeling on the ground and vomiting wildly. He was spitting out from time to time.

Fatty Cui has been in the world for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such a weird scene, and he is immediately happy.

"Boy, why are you holding that broken hand?"

"Oh, I'm scared. Finding something to hold it can give me a sense of security." Ji Qianming wiped the unknown liquid at the corner of his mouth and said seriously.

Fatty Cui twitched his lips, "You are so afraid of you holding something else. What's the matter with your bloody broken hand? You are not afraid of others being afraid of being afraid of seeing you."

"You are the newly emerged owner of the leaf pattern, but how did you kill the fantasy if you are so weak?"

Fatty Cui looked at the soft and weak Ji Qianming and asked curiously.

Although Ren Yi is a real third-level ability player, and he is the one with the highest ranking. Even if most of his abilities are sealed by him, he is not something that a young boy who has just obtained Ye Wen can kill.

Ji Qianming was shocked. He had clearly not mentioned this matter to anyone. Even Ren Yi could not see it before. How did he know?

His greatest reliance was exposed by the other party, but Ji Qianming's expression was very innocent.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I am just an ordinary member of the Communist Youth League."

The strange fat man in front of him didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he naturally couldn't admit it directly.

Fatty Cui rolled his eyes and said, "You put down the broken arm in your hand first and said OK, there are also the lenses you hold in your other hand."

Ordinary Communist Youth League members? Are you cheating on fools?

"Oh." Seeing that the fat man exposed it, Ji Qianming simply threw away the broken arm and lenses in his hand.

The opponent can beat Ren Yi so powerful, and if he wants to kill him, he has no chance of winning at all.

The most important thing is that two minutes have arrived.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." Fatty Cui looked around and there were already people coming to this place in the distance. "We can't stay here for a long time. Let's talk in another place."

Ji Qianming rolled his eyes. Generally speaking, those who say such lines are not good people, but they still followed them honestly.

His consciousness glanced at the mirror, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

“The fantasy has been replicated!

Current level: lv1.”

The progress bars on the mirror have all been completed, and there is a complex figure on the replica pop-up window, which is slowly rotating. It is Ren Yi’s fantasy Ye Wen!

...

Wow.

The water waves rippled, and the steaming water vapor slowly rose from the pool. After contacting the ceiling, it condensed into water droplets. The heat filled the entire bathhouse, warm and humid.

"Gulugulugulugulu..."

A bubble appeared under the water of the bathtub, and then a ball of white flesh suddenly emerged from the bottom of the water. The flesh, oh, shook her hair casually and wiped her face.

"It's the most relaxing thing to go to a bathhouse."

Fatty Cui's face was full of enjoyment and he came out with a comfortable look.

"…So what you said was to take me to the bathhouse?"

Ji Qianming, who was sitting aside, rolled his eyes and said helplessly.

"You said." Fatty Cui looked at him with disgust, "Look at how dirty you were before. You are either dust or bloody. I can't stand it."

Ji Qianming pondered for two seconds, pointed to the pool and spoke slowly: "Then do you still drink my bath water?"

Fatty Cui was stunned, then his face turned pale, he stood up suddenly, climbed to the shore desperately, and brought in large splashes of water.

vomit!

Is this guy really the King of the Underworld? Ji Qianming seriously doubted his previous judgment.

Fatty Cui retching for a while, slowly sat by the pool, refusing to go into the water again. He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then spit out a cigarette ring.

"Boy, I know you have many questions, please ask."

"Why do you want to drink my bath water?"

“…Is it impossible to get through?”

Ji Qianming obviously saw Fatty Cui's huge body tremble, then glared at him fiercely, and couldn't help but feel a little funny. At least the fat man had no malice towards him, he thought.

But then his brows frowned slightly. He had too many questions and didn't know where to ask.

"What is Ye Wen?" After pondering for a while, he still asked the initial question.

Fatty Cui smiled, turned his back and pointed at his white butt.

"What do you think is this?"

“…”

Ji Qianming's face turned dark and he immediately felt the urge to get up and leave. He never thought that you were such a fat man.

"Sorry, I pointed it wrong." The fat man also felt something was wrong, and raised his finger slightly and pointed at his last tailbone.

There is a black pattern like a crescent moon.

"Just like the one on your chest, this is Ye Wen." The fat man turned around, "I'll have a special class to study when you arrive at the school, but I can tell you briefly."

"Each leaf pattern represents a capability. From ancient times to the present, there are 361 types of leaf patterns recorded in the book. We have divided them according to their risk level, namely C (mild danger), B (medium danger), A (high danger) and S (extreme danger).

Ji Qianming nodded thoughtfully and asked again: "Since every leaf pattern is unique, when the owner of a leaf pattern dies, this leaf pattern will disappear with it?"

"Not." Fatty Cui shook his head, "Where the leaves will disappear independently within 1 to 24 hours after the host dies. After a period of cultivation, it will be searching for the next host again. This time is not fixed, it may be one year or a thousand years."

【Author's off-topic】: It's too difficult, why are the third level blocked and forced to change to third level
Chapter completed!