chapter 5 Shape-Shifting Technique

Early morning, Juxton Town.

A middle-aged woman carried two steamed buns into the yard where Lena Jenkins was imprisoned. She opened the door and entered the room. She looked around and found Lena Jenkins squatting in the corner with disheveled hair.

Lena Jenkins huddled in the corner, holding his knees with his hands, burying his head, and his body twitched slightly. It looked like a quail shivering in the cold winter, extremely pitiful.

When the middle-aged woman saw Lena Jenkins, she showed no pity. Instead, she walked over with an angry look on her face, stood in front of Lena Jenkins, and said condescendingly: "Lena Jenkins, you didn't eat all day yesterday. Do you want to commit suicide by hunger strike?"

Lena Jenkins's head moved slightly, but he didn't raise it or speak, he just curled up a little tighter.

"Deaf?"

The middle-aged woman roared and grabbed Lena Jenkins's hair. Lena Jenkins's thin and beautiful face immediately looked up. A pair of clear black and white eyes as pure as water stared at the middle-aged woman with hatred.

Bang bang!

The middle-aged woman raised her hand and slapped her twice. Two bright red palm prints appeared on the girl's pretty face. The woman yelled viciously: "You still dare to stare at me? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death right now? If you have any sense, hurry up and kill me." Eat the steamed buns!"

Lena Jenkins's face was burning with pain, but he didn't rub it or eat the steamed buns. He still stared at the middle-aged woman.

The woman was angry and raised her hand to hit him again, but thinking that Silas Henderson would take him away in more than ten days, she had no way to explain to the third elder if he was beaten, so she could only hold back her anger and retract her hand.

The woman stood up and paced back and forth. She became more and more irritated as she thought about it. She threw the bowl on the ground hard and the buns rolled to the ground.

After a moment, she suddenly remembered something, pointed at the girl and said with a sinister smile: "You don't want to eat, right? Okay, I will go and report to the third elder and beat your brother to death. Anyway, you brothers and sisters are all bitches who don't want to die." kind…"

After saying that, the woman turned around and walked outside. Lena Jenkins's petite body trembled, a look of panic appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly: "I will eat, can't I eat?"

As he said that, Lena Jenkins crawled over, picked up the dusty steamed buns on the ground and ate them. He looked at the woman with tearful eyes: "Don't hit my brother, I listen to you! I'll marry, isn't it okay for me to marry... "

"If you had been so obedient earlier, it would have been over!"

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink as a penalty, you little bitch, bah!"

…

Hanson Jenkins had no idea about the suffering Lena Jenkins suffered.

He slept in the ruined temple again last night, and he had already gone up the mountain early in the morning.

Just like yesterday, Hanson Jenkins found the roots of some brown plants and then placed traps in places where the Phantom Mice often hang out.

The roots of this brown plant are different from celestial fruit. They have no strange aroma and cannot spread with the wind. The trapping process is a bit difficult. Hanson Jenkins can only calm down and wait patiently.

Fortunately, there were many Phantom Mice on this mountain peak. After waiting all morning, Hanson Jenkins hunted three Phantom Mice again, and the color of the Phantom Mice pattern on the Heavenly Beast Cauldron gradually deepened.

He began to look forward to it in his heart, wondering what bloodline magical powers he could get by refining ten drops of the Phantom Mice's essence and blood.

Time continued to pass, and when the sun was about to set, Hanson Jenkins finally hunted ten Phantom Mice.

"Refining!"

Holding the last drop of Phantom Mice Essence blood in his hand, Hanson Jenkins eyes were hot and his whole body became excited.

Closing his eyes, he immediately visualized the Heavenly Beast Cauldron.

Just like before, the Heavenly Beast Cauldron emitted thousands of golden light, and a lifelike Phantom Mice flew out from the cauldron wall, turning into blue smoke and blending into Hanson Jenkins's soul. At the same time, a strange energy in the cauldron swept through his body.

After a while, Hanson Jenkins opened his eyes, his eyes full of energy, and he shouted: "Shape-Shifting Technique!"

Buzz!

His body shook slightly, and then he actually appeared ten feet away. What was even more shocking was that where he was standing, there was actually Hanson Jenkins. However, after a breath of time, Hanson Jenkins's figure standing on the same spot gradually turned into nothingness and slowly dissipated.

"This this…"

Hanson Jenkins watched the other person slowly disappear, dumbfounded.

He originally thought that this magical power of "Shape-Shifting Technique" was just a sudden surge in speed, and he moved in an instant, but he did not expect that there was an afterimage left in the same place, and this afterimage could last for a breath.

“The world is so vast, and it’s full of wonders!”

Hanson Jenkins sighed for a long time, and his heart became even more agitated. This magical power may be of no use against a strong person, because the distance he can move is limited. A strong person can react instantly and kill him, but it will be too useful when encountering a warrior with similar strength. …

"go back!"

Hanson Jenkins didn't stop for long, and quickly ran down the mountain with the black iron beast cage in hand.

"Sure enough, magical powers in this world are the main means for warriors to fight against enemies. Mystical skills are so weak..."

Hanson Jenkins thought secretly as he walked. Different magical powers have all kinds of incredible abilities, and his is still a weak magical power.

If it was a powerful supernatural power, wouldn't the sky and the earth fall apart as soon as I raised my hand? It seems that it is not a rumor that the powerful monster in the legend can blow to death a strong man of the third elder level in one breath.

There are many warriors in Jiuzhou Continent, and there are as many strong ones as clouds. The strong ones who can truly intimidate all directions not only have extremely high cultivation realm, but also have extremely powerful magical powers.

If there is no realm and no magical power, it is just a castle in the air, which is of no use.

Soon, Hanson Jenkins came down the mountain.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he hesitated and decided to go back to the ruined temple to spend the night. The ruined temple is inaccessible and can provide shelter from wind and rain, so you can sleep relatively peacefully.

He ate some dry food on the way, and when he arrived at the ruined temple, the sky had completely darkened.

There is no wind tonight and the air is muggy. This is a sign of heavy rain to come.

Hanson Jenkins was secretly glad in his heart. If he stayed overnight elsewhere, he would probably be soaked in the rain.

"wrong--"

As soon as he approached the ruined temple, Hanson Jenkins immediately stopped at his feet, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he threw the black iron beast cage aside, pulled out the sword from behind, looked at the ruined temple and shouted: "Who? Come out!"

"snort!"

A cold snort sounded, and then two people walked out of the ruined temple. At the same time, two figures flashed up behind Hanson Jenkins, surrounding him and blocking all his escape routes.

"Bear Jenkins, Scorpio Jenkins, Snake Jenkins, Monkey Jenkins!"Hanson Jenkins glanced around and recognized the four of them.

The lineage of the third elder , Xander Jenkins, is prosperous, with six brothers, and as many as seventeen second-generation men. The four people who came today are all cousins ​​of Tigre Jenkins. Jiang Xiong is the most powerful and is at the seventh level of the Zi Mansion. The remaining three are two at the sixth level of the Zi Mansion and one at the fifth level of the Zi Mansion.

"Hanson Jenkins, you are indeed here!"

Bear Jenkins was a tall man with a full beard. He said coldly: "Tell me the truth, where are Tigre Jenkins and Leopard Jenkins?"

Bear Jenkins and the others searched the mountains for two days, and even went to Duxton Town Gambling House, but did not see Leopard Jenkins. Originally, they decided to give up and continue the search, planning to go back and report to the third elder, and mobilize more manpower to search everywhere tomorrow.

As a result, when Snake Jenkins remembered that there was a ruined temple here, so a few people came here to try their luck and found some leftover dry food residue. They decided to wait here, but they did not expect to see Hanson Jenkins.

After searching for two days in a row and covering countless mountains, they were almost exhausted and found nothing. Now that they finally found Hanson Jenkins, they were a little excited.

Tigre Jenkins and Leopard Jenkins had not been to Duxton Town Gambling House. They were going to hunt down Hanson Jenkins. Now that the two people are missing mysteriously, they naturally think that they have a lot to do with Hanson Jenkins.

"They didn't find Leopard Jenkins's body?"

Hanson Jenkins felt slightly at ease, quietly clenching the sword in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "How do I know where they have gone? I have never seen them!"

"fart!"

Bear Jenkins said angrily: "The two of them went to follow you, but now they suddenly disappeared. You didn't dare to go back to the town to spend the night in the past two days. You obviously have a guilty conscience. Don't tell us, right? Then don't blame us for being rude."

"Hanson Jenkins, give you one last chance!"

As his name suggests, the Snake Jenkins man exudes a cold and vicious aura. He slowly approached Hanson Jenkins Han with his long sword and sneered: "If you don't say anything, we will have to cut off your tendons and hamstrings and take you back to the Elder Hall. Leave it to my third uncle for interrogation!"