"Caw Caw Caw Caw …"
Zhuo Bufan heard a familiar cry. For some reason, Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt that the crow's cry sounded so vivid and pleasant.
He did not open his eyes. Instead, he smelled the pungent smell of burnt skin, accompanied by the stench of a corpse.
All these sensations seemed to indicate one thing. Zhuo Bufan had returned to the very beginning of the mass grave. Everything would start all over again.
For some reason, Zhuo Bufan was inexplicably excited this time!
"I, Zhuo Bufan, am back!"
Zhuo Bufan suddenly opened his eyes, scaring some of the crows that were staring at him so much that they fluttered and flew away.
"Caw Caw Caw Caw …"
The crows were scared away, and he was reborn!
Zhuo Bufan, who had died three times, finally understood one thing.
This world was not as lovely as Earth. This was a man-eat-man world, where the strong preyed on the weak. To be kind to others is to be cruel to oneself.
Zhuo Bufan was just an ordinary mortal. After coming to this world, he had not even had the chance to look at the scenery before inexplicably dying three times.
His ears echoed the word "Kill" that was spat out by those cold-blooded people. A single word determined a person's life and death.
Zhuo Bufan's heart was burning with an unknown fire.
"Since you don't treat me as a human, then I, Zhuo Bufan, do not have to be merciful to you."
After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he walked down the mass grave.
The first place he came to was the fork in the road where he met Old Crow.
Old Crow was standing under the withered tree, trying to support his serious injuries.
When Zhuo Bufan saw Old Crow, the anger in his heart began to burn.
"The worst is this old bastard. First, he led me to death, then he fed me a poison pill. Finally, before he died, he tried to harm me."
"This old bastard will die a horrible death."
If he had not personally experienced it, Zhuo Bufan would not have believed that this frail looking old man was actually such an unbearable person.
It could be said that Zhuo Bufan had died so many times because of this old bastard.
This old bastard, from the beginning to the end, did not treat him as a human. He was only using him as a tool.
He had clearly saved him, but not only was he not grateful, he even repaid kindness with enmity. Damn it!
As he walked towards the old thief, Zhuo Bufan had already made a decision in his heart that he had never made before.
…
"Who is that kid? The Flame's pursuers? "
Old Crow leaned against the withered tree and saw Zhuo Bufan, who was walking towards him...
He was seriously injured, and was hanging by a thread. The current him, he could not even take care of a small character.
"That's not right. There's no trace of cultivation on that kid. He's just a mortal."
Crow quickly discovered discovered that the newcomer did not have any cultivation Cultivation. He was not afraid of such a person. Moreover, this also meant that he was not sent by the Flame Demon.
"Just right, let him explore the Myriad Demon Valley to see if it is safe."
Old Crow had already decided to lead Zhuo Bufan to the Myriad Demon Valley at this time. He did not care about the life and death of a mortal at all.
When Zhuo Bufan approached, before Old Crow could speak, Zhuo Bufan asked first.
"Old man, are you injured?"
Zhuo Bufan had a smile on his face, hiding his evil intentions under his smile.
When the old thief Crow heard this, he frowned and said, "How do you know?"
"You're bleeding." Zhuo Bufan pointed at the feet of Crow Old Thief. There was already a pool of blood.
"This kid is very observant. I don't know if I can fool him." Old Crow thought.
"Old man, I live in Linshui Town. Why don't you come to my house to rest?"
Zhuo Bufan knew what Old Crow was going to say, so he spoke first.
"This kid is from Linshui Town? If that's the case, then my trick of swapping the two paths won't work. "Old Thief Crow was somewhat disappointed.
"You can go. I don't need your help."
Since he could not trick this kid, Old Crow did not want to cause trouble. He was ready to drive Zhuo Bufan away to avoid more trouble.
Naturally, he could not return to Linshui Town with Zhuo Bufan, because Linshui Town was full of people chasing after him.
"No, old man, I can't leave you in the lurch!" Zhuo Bufan insisted.
As soon as these words came out, Old Crow flew into a rage and slapped Zhuo Bufan with his palm. The moment he attacked, Zhuo Bufan hit him with his left shoulder.
"Bang!"
His entire body was sent flying by Old Thief Crow's palm strike.
"Damn it, I can't even kill an ant now?"
Old Crow's palm just now was already full strength. His palm landed on Zhuo Bufan's body, but he actually failed to kill him.
Not only that, in the next second, the blood in his body surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in his throat, splashing a bloody mist in the air.
"Old man, I'm not a bad person. My mother said that saving a life is better than building a seven-floor pagoda. Let me help you!"
Zhuo Bufan stood up with serious injuries, and then asked sincerely. His eyes were full of sincerity.
Old Crow was stunned for a moment. He had seriously injured him, but he still wanted to help him. Was he really a good person?
"Are you really willing to help me?" Old Crow took a deep breath and said with difficulty.
His situation was getting worse and worse. The powerful vitality of the Formless Dead Body could not bear the thousands of wounds on his body. He really needed help to absorb new life essence.
And Zhuo Bufan in front of him was undoubtedly the best choice.
After Zhuo Bufan heard this, he nodded firmly and said, "Yes, old man, I really want to help you. If there's anything I can do, just tell me. "
Zhuo Bufan covered his shoulder and walked in front of Old Crow. He already knew what he was going to do next.
Seeing this, Old Crow's eyes turned cold and said.
"Well, give me your blood."
"My blood?" Zhuo Bufan was stunned.
"What, didn't you just say that you want to help me? So you're a hypocrite? Give me your blood. "
After Old Crow finished speaking, he took out a black dagger from behind and threw it to Zhuo Bufan.
He wanted to see if Zhuo Bufan dared to cut his wrist.
Zhuo Bufan picked up the dagger with trembling hands, then raised his left wrist and put the dagger blade on his wrist, aiming at Old Crow's mouth.
"Cut it, cut it quickly, I need your blood." Old Crow's face showed a longing smile.
Zhuo Bufan looked at that repulsive face, his originally nervous and scared expression slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and a trace of evil smile appeared on his face.
"Go to hell!"
Under the cold moonlight, the dagger in Zhuo Bufan's hand did not cut his wrist. Instead, it took advantage of the situation and cut off Old Crow's throat.
Not even in his wildest dreams would Old Crow have imagined that the face that was so harmless and harmless in front of him would become as terrifying as a demon in the next second.
"You, you …" Old Crow wanted to shout, but found that his throat had been completely cut.
His Formless Dead Body was originally very hard, ordinary swords and sabers could not hurt him at all. Moreover, he had a strong self-healing ability.
However, he made a mistake by giving his magic tool to Zhuo Bufan.
That black dagger was a magic tool that Old Crow had forged using his own Formless Death Qi. The thing that restrained his Formless Dead Body the most was this Black Hunt!
Zhuo Bufan was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Old Crow to take the initiative to give this dagger to him.
He did not know that Old Crow's Black Hunt could restrain Old Crow's body. He only knew that this dagger was very strong, enough to kill this bastard in front of him.
Before Old Crow could understand what was going on, Zhuo Bufan held the Black Hunt and stabbed him in the heart.
This time, Old Crow's heart was pierced, making him even more desperate.
However, this was not the most desperate thing. In the next second, Zhuo Bufan tightly held the dagger in his hand, and then ruthlessly stabbed Old Crow's stomach. Old Crow's five viscera and six bowels were smashed into pieces, rubbing them full of holes.
Old Crook Crow was no ordinary cultivator, he was a Silver Core expert.
Zhuo Bufan did not know how strong a Silver Core expert was, he only knew that this guy was definitely not easy to kill.
Therefore, after a series of random slashes, he finally chopped the old thief Crow into pieces.
Then, he dragged his body to the mass grave and used the remaining fire on the ground to completely burn his body.
This process lasted for a long time. Old Crow's body was not as easy to burn as Zhuo Bufan imagined.
Obviously, the fire used by the Poison Demon was different from ordinary fire.
However, after burning for more than ten minutes, Old Crow's back suddenly emitted a golden light. Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan's face revealed a trace of a smile.
He had painstakingly wanted to kill this Old Crow, not only to avenge himself, but more importantly, to obtain the treasure on this Old Crow's body.
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