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Duan He kept the words of the black face in mind just now, and after the murderous aura, the guilt surged.

It wasn't his intention to kill people, what he just gave Duan He to drink made Duan He crazy, and this was the reason.

Perhaps, this is called self-inflicted.

Originally, what Lou Sang Er Immortal gave Duan He to drink was indeed an antidote to poison. It's a pity that Lou Sang Erxian thinks that he is a master, and he thinks that his poison can be solved like this. How did they know that the current Duan He is no longer the Duan He of the past. This strong antidote helped Duan He open up the meridians and exert all the strength in his body.

Duan He didn't have time to think about his changes, and the guilt made his mind repeat the words of the black face just now over and over again.

The Zhusu faction is a sect with a very bad reputation in the martial arts. This sect is a big sect at best, but if it doesn't sound good, it's a group of thieves who get together. Many of the sects are masters of using poison, and they never pay attention to moves or skills when fighting people, and their only goal is to kill their enemies.

Lou Sang Erxian gave Duan He such a task before he died, and Duan He was also a little helpless.

First of all, according to Blackface's will, Duan He walked next to the bodies of the two.

The corpse had just been killed by Duan He, and the blood was still steaming. The black-faced corpse was torn in half, and the white and red Y-bodies on the ground were mixed together to become a rather beautiful strawberry color. Duan He held back the complicated thoughts in his heart, and gently touched the broken corpse of the black face with the cup he had just drunk, and a glass of blood arrived in his hand.

This drinking blood is a method of cultivation for many people. Even if it is a decent thing like Wudang Kunlun, drinking blood is also popular. A person who has cultivated to the extreme, his blood has gone through years of wear and tear and rise, and all that is left is essence. Therefore, the battle between the martial arts was even more unbearable than imagined. After the two sects are fought, the victorious side will run back, find a few powerful characters on the losing side, divide the people, and take out the blood for the new disciples to drink.

However, Duan He has never tried this method, and he has calmed down a little, and he can't drink it now. Duan He closed his eyes, endured the sour smell of blood, and drank it all.

The blood was in the mouth, and it wasn't so bad. There was a smell of rust, but there was a strange but acceptable smell in the rust. When the blood was swallowed, Duan He only felt that a fire was burning in his chest. Compared to just now, it seems that there has been progress again.

Of course, blood won't work so quickly. The one I drank just now had an effect, but it was because something happened to Duan He's body. Most of the people who drink blackface now are Duan He's psychological effects.

Turning around, Duan He walked in front of Bai Mian again.

The white face only had a sword wound on his chest, and Duan He's sword was too accurate, and it directly killed him. This sword, naturally, is C to the heart. Now that blood was gurgling there, Duan He took the cup and took another cup.

After drinking it all, Duan He didn't think so much about it compared to just now.

The blood on this white face didn't have much spirit, and after drinking it, Duan He didn't feel any change in himself.

After drinking the blood of the two, half of the will was completed. After that, the black face also made Duan He flip through their tokens.

Duan He leaned over again, groped around with the white face now, and finally found a token on his chest. The token should be made of gold, and it should be magnificent. It's definitely a good thing to hold in your hand.

Holding this in his arms, Duan He walked to the side of the black face again.

This one was not so easy to turn over, his body was torn in half, and his clothes were already soaked with blood. Duan He almost groped in a pile of R's, and in the end, he touched half of the tokens.

Hurried to the other side, and sure enough, the token was on the other end.

In order to help him fend off Duan He, Black Face put the token on his chest to block the sword. As a result, I didn't expect the whole person to be torn apart, and the token was also broken in half.

Duan He picked up the token and looked at it, the token was split in half, and the crack was already covered in blood. The blood on this black face was really powerful, and the blood penetrated directly into it. Duan He wiped it for a long time, but he didn't wipe it down.

In such a situation, Duan He didn't have much time to deal with. He put his things away first, and bowed deeply three times towards the corpses of the two people.

Walking back to the door, Duan He took a torch and walked towards the monster.

Looking at that monster this time, Duan He had nothing to be afraid of. First I walked over there, and there was a gourd. He opened the gourd, took the water from the side of Mountain D, and fed it to the monster to drink.

It's amazing, the monster instantly leaked after drinking it, and turned into a good-looking fox.

Duan He stared at the fox, feeling sad in his heart for a while. I don't know what this fox has experienced, and why do the two of them have to let the fox look like this.

The fox stared at Duan He a few times, as if to say thank you. Duan He squatted down slightly, and the fox fell on Duan He's shoulder very obediently.

I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly, but such a small thing, it doesn't look like it can be ridden up.

Looking up, the sky was high outside. Duan He didn't know what he thought, he would come here. But now, it's finally time to go.

Turning around, Duan He bowed to the corpse of Lou Sang Erxian again. Looking at the black-faced corpse, Duan He suddenly had some thoughts again.

He picked up the gourd he had just used to feed the fox and rubbed it around the black-faced corpse.

Soon, the gourd was filled with some blood. Without that funnel, this gourd would not be satisfied. Duan He had to load half of it, wipe the blood outside, and hang it on his waist

"Senior, after drinking your blood, I feel that my martial arts have soared. Now let's drink some more, and when the younger generation's ability is enough, I will definitely take the Zhusu faction to fight in the martial arts! ”

With that, Duan He's long sword swung and smashed into the rock. Stones fell, covering their bodies.

This is not the place where these two people should die, but the person is already dead, and it is not useful for Duan He to regret it.

After taking care of all this, Duan He turned around and walked down to the mountain D.

The fox looked at Duan He, and Duan He also looked at the fox.

A person and a fox knew each other, and Duan He only felt that the fox's eyes were very good-looking. When he turned into a monster just now, the fox's eyes were very hideous. Now it looks like a nice fox.

"Fox, how are we going to get up?" Duan He asked.

The fox shook his head.

Duan He was stunned for a moment, firstly, he didn't expect the fox to agree, and secondly, he didn't expect the fox to shake his head.

This fox doesn't even know how to get up.

Duan He was a little helpless and sighed.

(End of chapter)