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Chapter 876 Chen Yangrong

"There is a living person in the mouth of this giant beast?"

Jialan looked at the knife marks that penetrated the behemoth's mouth. After the shattered fangs, its mouth was pitch black in the deep sea water and could not see anything at all.

"To be precise, it's in its stomach." Lin Qiye stared at the mouth of the giant beast, his eyes lit up slightly, "I think I've found that thing."

He patted the lantern fish under him and communicated with him with his intentions. The next moment, the two of them were shrouded in the light yellow light and slowly flew into the mouth of the giant beast.

The giant beast is so big that even in its mouth, it has the size of an ordinary gymnasium. Through the light of the lantern fish, Jialan can clearly see the hidden teeth in its mouth, which are staggered around, mixed with some bone fragments of large fish.

After passing through its mouth, the lantern fish went downstream along the esophagus. After a while, they came to a dark space that seemed endless. The bones of countless fish and a large number of strangely shaped biological bones floated in the air, like a huge cemetery of bones, with an inexplicable stench spreading.

"Is this its stomach?" Jialan hugged Lin Qiye's waist, observed the surroundings through the glimmer of the lantern fish, and asked curiously, "Is this too big?"

"It's one of its stomachs." Lin Qiye added, "It has four more stomachs like this."

Jialan opened her mouth wide in shock.

As the lantern fish advanced, a blood-colored flesh wall appeared faintly in the darkness in the distance.

The surface of this flesh wall is uneven, and it seems that some green gastric juice is adhered to. The wall extends infinitely to the surroundings, wrapping the entire space.

Here is the edge of this stomach.

With the help of the glimmer of the lantern fish, Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the center of the flesh wall.

There, a figure that was about to be swallowed by the flesh wall was hanging alone in the air. His lower body was completely wrapped in the flesh and blood of the flesh wall, his upper body was exposed naked, with his head hanging down, and his old hair was floating among the smelly sea water, like a corpse.

It was an old man Lin Qiye had never seen before.

But at this moment, Lin Qiye's eyes did not look at the old man, but looked at the old man's chest...

On the old man's thin and wrinkled chest, a familiar long knife penetrated deeply into his body. A brilliant circle like flowing light floated at the end of the long knife, which was not affected by the resistance of the sea water, slowly and elegantly rotated slowly, making people unable to move their eyes just by just a glance.

As the flowing circle rotates, the passage of time seems to have stopped. The past and the future are intertwined in that small circle, like the weaving snake with its head and tail, mysterious and powerful.

Lin Qiye recognized this knife.

【Yi Yuan】.

"Is that knife..." At the same time, Jialan also saw the knife and spoke in confusion.

"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded, "That is the king's close-fitting sword."

"Why is his knife here? Where are others?"

"This should not be the sword of the king's face... No, it should be said that this is not the sword of the king's face that we are familiar with." Lin Qiye stared at the mysterious ring floating at the end of [Yi Yuan] and slowly spoke, "The body of this sword is wrapped around the law that maintains the closed loop of time in this fishing village. This power of the law is not something that the king's face can have at all."

So far, Lin Qiye has only seen this knife on two people. One is Wang Mian, the current captain of the [Mask] team, and the other is to break them up into the Japanese "circle of people", suspected to be from the future of the elderly Wang Mian.

Since the current king's face cannot possess the power of law, the identity of the master of this sword is about to emerge.

This is the sword from the king's face of the future.

The closed-loop time of this fishing village should be his work.

But why did he set up such a closed loop here? Why did this knife appear here? Who was stabbed by this knife?

One question after another surged into Lin Qiye's heart. Just as he was pondering, the old man who was nailed to death by [Yi Yuan] on the wall of flesh slowly opened his eyes...

The old hair floating in the sea swayed slightly. He raised his head slightly, and his deep and red eyes fell on Lin Qiye and Jialan. For some reason, when he saw these eyes, Lin Qiye's heart suddenly tightened.

"Are two mice coming in again..." The old man's lips moved slightly, but the old voice came into the ears of the two.

Before Lin Qiye came in, he used his mental power to sense that the old man's heart was still beating. Although he had been penetrated by [Yi Yuan], although the beating was extremely weak, he was still alive... in a form that Lin Qiye could not understand.

"Who are you?" Lin Qiye asked with a frown.

"Me?" the old man replied calmly, "My name is Chen Yangrong, an ordinary fisherman."

Fishermen?

Hearing these two words, Lin Qiye's brow frowned slightly.

A monster whose heart is penetrated by [Yi Yuan], but still survives in the stomach of a giant beast in the deep sea. Do you call yourself an ordinary fisherman?

"You are also poor people who have missed this time closed loop, right?" The old man's voice echoed in Lin Qiye's ears again, and his voice seemed a little lazy. "If you want to survive, please pull out the knife on my chest. When I go out, I will thank you very well."

“…”

Lin Qiye looked at him with a strange expression, stretched out his hand, and pointed at himself, "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Let’s not talk about why the old king killed this old man. Just looking at his appearance and his body in the stomach wall of the giant beast, it definitely doesn’t look like a good person... Just one sentence, I want me to draw my sword and let you out?

Am I like such a fool?

Even if you want to cheat, you have to make a decent lie first, right?

"Haha, how can you know if you don't try it? What if you are a fool?" Chen Yangrong chuckled.

Looking at the serious expressions of Lin Qiye and Jialan, Chen Yangrong's smile gradually calmed down and he spoke slowly, "However, I didn't joke with you, and I was too lazy to make up stories with you. No matter whether you are a smart person or a fool, if you want to go out from here alive, you can only pull out this knife.

Otherwise, you will have a dead end.”

Lin Qiye thought for a moment, looked at him with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"A dead end? Why am I dead?"

Chen Yangrong looked at him for a moment and sneered, "I still know how to talk... It seems that you are not a fool."

Chen Yangrong seemed to not care about Lin Qiye's little thoughts, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the slowly rotating circle of light on his chest, "Or, you die in its hands..."

Immediately afterwards, he raised his arm and pointed to the top of his head:
Chapter completed!
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