Chapter 1,712 The Mysterious Sigh

"Damn it, am I really going to die here in agony? I'm really unwilling!"

"But I have absolutely no way to break free and recover myself!"

"It's really a big mistake. I started doing such a dangerous thing without any preparation and put myself in such a dangerous situation!"

Xia Muyang now feels regret in his heart. He regrets that he was so impulsive and did not make any preparations, so he carried out such a dangerous thing!

Now that something happened, he didn't even have a chance to struggle!

What a miscalculation!

Just when his consciousness began to blur, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, he suddenly felt the sword at his waist vibrating!

Then, there was a sharpness that Natsume Yang had never felt before, and in an instant, the feeling of being sucked suddenly disappeared!

Moreover, he seemed to hear a sigh, followed by a sharp hissing sound!

Then, Xia Muyang felt like he was in a warm embrace, and all the defects in his body were constantly recovering.

And, it has become more powerful than before!

When the comfort reached its end, Xia Muyang passed out!

In the secret room where Han Daoyi was imprisoned, Han Daoyi suddenly let out an extremely ferocious laugh!

"Jie, Jie, Jie, kid, that Demon Devouring Pot is indeed a treasure, but not everyone can sacrifice it!"

"Only those who possess the rules of devouring power can be sacrificed safely. Now you should be sucked into a mummy soon!"

"As soon as you die, I will be able to recover slowly and get out of here! At that time, your continent will be mine!"

Who is Han Daoyi? How could an old monster who had lived for nearly five hundred years succumb to Natsume Yang's methods like this!

He's being petty, Xia Muyang is just a younger brother in front of him!

"The world in the starry sky is not as easy as you think. Of course, a fool like you will definitely die!"

When Han Daoyi was forced to hand over this little broken clock, he had already planned all this in his heart!

Just wait for Natsume Yang to take the bait and seek your own death!

And now, according to Han Daoyi's estimation, the time should be almost up!

The actual situation was indeed similar to what he imagined. Natsume Yang was indeed fooled!

If it weren't for the sharp feeling that suddenly appeared at the end, I'm afraid Natsume Yang would be dead by now!

…

I don’t know how much time has passed! Natsume Yang woke up faintly!

"Am I...still alive..."

Xia Muyang looked at the secret room surrounded by dark walls in a daze, and the memories in his mind were gathered and restored little by little!

"In the end, how did I escape death without being sucked dry by that little broken clock?"

Xia Zhiqing looked at the little broken clock that looked very ordinary at the moment with some confusion, but he couldn't recall what happened!

"Besides, what does this feeling mean? It's like... this little broken clock, I can now use my fingers like an arm!"

Xia Muyang looked at the little broken clock and couldn't help but have such a ridiculous idea in his head!

"stand up!"

Xia Muyang gave the command tentatively. He didn't think that this little broken clock could move according to his ideas!

but!

Something surprising happened to him!

That little broken clock actually understood and floated in the air!