Chapter 2: Life-protecting Breath·Yang

　　 I am so vegetative, and I still wonder how to write dead words?
　　 "Either come back to life or die, give me a way!"
　　 Langren turned his heart.
　　 As if responding to his thoughts, the pitch-black consciousness suddenly became white and bright, and Langren could gradually feel his body.
　　 But the sharp pain in his chest still exists, and he can't breathe.
　　 trembling eyelids, consciousness returned to the body, strange voices came from his ears, like someone was talking, the language was completely incomprehensible.
　　 But as time went by, Langren found that he gradually understood a little bit. What has been lost, personnel assigned, and undercover establishment?
What the hell?
　　 At this moment, Langren inexplicably thought of the asteroid that covered the entire sky, and the meteorite that hit him, vegetative, dead, incomprehensible and understandable language...
　　 His scalp suddenly numb.
　　 He is a new generation of young people in the 21st century. He has not read many novels, but there are not many, especially the prosperous and prosperous.
　　 is not traversing now, I'm sorry for being the protagonist.
　　 A series of thoughts flashed, Langren gritted his teeth and opened his eyes slightly.
　　 The first thing that came into view was that a blood-stained knife pierced his chest. The blood beads on his guard had just solidified, and his right hand was stained with blood, holding the blade left outside of his chest.
　　 The owner of this body seems to be unwilling to die.
　　 did not move his body, his eyes and pupils dilated a little, turning to look farther away, there seemed to be a figure in black with his back facing this side, and the voice of speaking came from there.
　　 His eyes slowly swept around, Langren closed his eyes again and began to organize his thoughts.
　　 "咚The beginning of world cognition"
　　 "The cognition is over, it takes 3 seconds."
　　 "Personal template loading..."
　　"Skill template loading...Skill template rules conflict, being reworked...rework completed, loading successfully."
　　 "Shop template...Warning! Shop template is missing! Shop template skipped—"
A series of drums sounded, Langren was surprised to find that a scroll appeared in his mind, like an invisible brush on it, writing a few lines of Chinese characters quickly, unexpectedly faster than his reading speed after years of reading novels. fast.
　　 The scroll was retracted in Langren’s sea of ​​consciousness, and then reopened. The words on it had changed:
　　Name: Langren
　　Status: Near death (resurrection)
　　 Spirit (power): 3/10
　　 Qi (stamina): 2/10
　　 God (spirit): 8/15
　　Storage experience: 0/10
　　 Conversion skill points: 0
　　Rebirth time: 0/3
　　 Langren's heart moved, and the second scroll appeared, but there were five skill trees painted on it, and on the top it was written "Wei Mingliu-Wuxin Liu"
　　 This is the history that Ashina wrote all his life.
　　 "According to this posture, did I get the wolf system?"
　　 Anyway, he seems to be "dead" now, and the killer has not left yet.
　　 Langren looked at the skill tree in detail and found that there were already two lighted up skills.
　　 Life-Protecting Breath·Yang: Acquire the permanent effect. When you successfully kill the opponent, restore your breath.
　　 Breath-holding: Acquire the constant effect, which can suppress the breath when concealed, making it difficult to be found by the enemy.
　　 "Too much!"
　　 Langren scolded angrily: Is this human doing?
　　 With knives stuck in his chest, give himself these two passive skills?
　　 It was obvious that he wanted to kill the man in black and recover his injuries.
"Ok?"
　　 The man in black suddenly felt something. He retracted his gaze to look at the city buildings, turned his head and looked at the corpse he had nailed to the ground in a puzzled way, and found that there was nothing unusual.
　　You are sensitive?
　　 chuckled as if mocking himself for fear of a dead person, and continued to listen to the communication from his boss.
　　 "What's wrong, what's so funny?"
　　 In the communicator on his wrist, the hoarse voice asked suspiciously.
　　 "It's nothing, my lord, I almost died seeing a dog being beaten by the roadside"
　　 "It's nothing funny. It's such a world now. It's not so good on the surface. In fact, everyone is the dog that was beaten, and they don't know it."
　　 "Yes! This is the reason for my allegiance."
　　 "Okay, that's it. Since the traitor wants to betray, you don't need to keep the whole body, and feed the dog."
　　 Hanging up the communication, the man in the black hood smiled and drew out a tube of reagent.
　　 "Brother, don't blame me, you are all working for the organization, you are actually fascinated by a woman, and want to quit?, or don't feed you the dog, you will be reborn in the future, the next life you have to know how to listen to the boss."
　　 But why are there two shadows on this rooftop?
　　 Suddenly, a blood-stained hand stretched out from his left shoulder to cover his mouth...
　　
Langren kept the movement of holding the blade with his right hand, staring at the back of the man in black, and gently pulled upwards in his hand, but the severe pain made his arm tremble. If he hadn't used the breath-holding effect to endure him now, he Called out long ago.
　　 How can an ordinary university experience crying like this? The most painful pain in my memory is the feeling that my father’s belt was pulled on my body when I was a child.
　　 Seeing that the man in black's hood moved slightly, Langren immediately closed his eyes and pretended to die.
　　 After a while, there was a voice of conversation, Langren felt fierce in his heart, and directly held his left hand on the knife, gritting his teeth and pulling out the long knife that was stuck in his heart.
　　 Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!
　　 Metal rubbed against the heart muscle, Langren's face was pale.
　　 Until he completely drew out the two-foot long knife, Langren held it with a little confidence, got up and walked slowly over, not daring to make a sound, until he stood behind the other party and listened to his words.
　　 The brute force Langren shot desperately to cover the opposite mouth and break to the left, making the area of ​​the right neck larger.
　　 He is afraid that if he is wrongly placed, he will be killed again, then he will really go to the west
The two-foot long knife in his hand was raised upside down, the neon light of the city shining on it, and the mottled blood was reflected in the shocked eyes of the man in black, simply and firmly pierced into the black clothes, skin, arteries, and straight heart.
　　 "Puff"
　　 Scarlet blood spurted up to a foot, UU reading www.uukānshu. Com hotly splashed on Langren's cold body.
　　 "嗬—"
　　 Released the dying person with meaningless breath in his mouth, Langren felt that the injury to his chest and heart had begun to heal slowly, but the speed was a bit slow.
　　 "You can't directly recover blood like in the game..."
　　 His personal attributes represent physical strength, but he has recovered a bit, and he also found that his hands have gradually gained strength.
　　 It seems that physical strength is the most obvious recovery, and physical strength is related to the health of the body, so injuries will also be affected.
　　 In order to recover faster, Langren sat down on the ground and watched the blood under the opponent's body gradually spread out until it stopped changing.
　　 He didn't know how long it had passed, the sky was still pitch black, no one came to the rooftop, and he was temporarily safe.
　　 The wound of the heart has been compounded, and gradually beating, the blood that is about to clot but still warm is flowing again.
　　 Langren looked at the character panel again, the state had become extremely weak, and there was no hint of revival.
　　 My life is saved, and the aftermath can be dealt with.
　　 Langren stepped forward to reverse the corpse and saw the glass tube in the opponent's hand.
　　 "Is this the thing that ruins?"
　　 Langren took the glass tube in his hand and looked at it, and found that there was a brief manual on it.
　　 "Only the flesh, be careful of splashing!"
　　 I don’t know, but I understand, but it’s a wonderful experience.
　　 If only to the body, Langren had to take off the other party’s clothes...
　　 Looking at the pool of carbonized powder in front of him in amazement, Langren wondered what magical world he was in.
"What now?"
　　 Langren was stunned, where should he go now?