Chapter 3 The Third Choice [Seeking Collection]
"I rely on, rely on, rely on, rely on ......"
Zhuo Bufan was about to collapse, no one could be so calm in the face of death, and neither could he.
He was hacked to death with a knife, fear, horror, fear, anger, hysteria, and all kinds of emotional outbursts, which made him a little insane.
"Are you dead again?" Looking at the three stone gates in front of him, Zhuo Bufan's eyes showed a trace of helplessness.
Two paths, two choices, he has to die!
"Did you just hit a dead end at the beginning?" Zhuo Bufan said with some anger.
What should he do now?
Reborn to read the file, but the two paths in front of him are dead ends. Let him die again, the pain he can't bear anymore. Now just thinking about it, my heart trembles.
But he had to make a choice!
"There will be a way out, let me think, let me think. ”
"By the way, that old man, that old man must have some secrets. ”
Faced with the death situation in front of him, the only breakthrough point that Zhuo Bufan thought of was on that old man.
Zhuo Bufan's right hand was placed on the archive door of the 'mass grave', and he chose to start from scratch from the mass grave.
Then, the stone door opened again, and infinite light shrouded it. Zhuo Bufan stepped away with his left foot and walked in.
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"Quack... Wail... Quack ......"
The crows were still screaming in my ears, and there were still corpses everywhere and embers all over the ground.
"Okay, one more time. ”
Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and looked at the surrounding scenery, and in the end, he didn't think much about it, and walked directly towards the mountain of the mass grave.
It wasn't long before he came to the fork in the road again.
It's still the fork in the road, it's still the old tree, it's still the crows full of trees, and the old man with a very dark heart.
This time, Zhuo Bufan did not immediately choose those two forks in the road to move forward, because he knew that those two roads were dead ends.
The old man in front of him is obviously not simple, maybe he is his only hope for survival.
"Hello old man, what are you doing here?" Zhuo Bufan took the initiative to greet him.
After hearing this, the old man raised his hateful head, and then looked at Zhuo Bufan evilly and said.
"You're going to ask for directions?"
Zhuo Bufan immediately shook his head and replied, "No, I don't ask for directions." I just want to ask, what are you doing here, is there anything I need help with?"
"It's supposed to be a game, and communicating with him more might have a hidden plot. Zhuo Bufan thought so.
After hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhuo Bufan with his empty eyes, and then said.
"I don't need your help, you can go quickly, leave quickly. ”
The old man actually rejected Zhuo Bufan, which made Zhuo Bufan a little surprised, the plot shouldn't have developed like this!
The old man asked Zhuo Bufan to go, but Zhuo Bufan couldn't deceive him! Where did he go, and send him to death?
So Zhuo Bufan walked aside and sat down!
"Let you go, didn't you hear?" the old man suddenly said angrily, obviously he didn't need Zhuo Bufan to stay here.
Zhuo Bufan looked at the old man suspiciously, this old man must have ulterior motives for driving him away so desperately.
At this moment, Zhuo Bufan suddenly discovered that there was blood flowing out of the old man's feet.
"That's?" Zhuo Bufan looked at it, and suddenly saw the old man's right hand quietly covering his stomach, and vaguely, he saw that the old man's right hand was full of blood.
"This old man, he's injured!" Zhuo Bufan guessed, "and the injury is very serious." ”
Thinking like this, Zhuo Bufan suddenly stood up and walked in front of the old man.
"Old man, you're injured, don't you worry?"
When the old man heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his heart was full of murderous intent. At that moment, he suddenly seemed to have changed from a person to a demon, and his body was full of terrifying aura.
"Even if I'm injured, I'll kill you like a dog, get out of here!"
The old man was extremely majestic, and at that moment it really shocked Zhuo Bufan.
"It seems that this old thing is really not simple, dare to call himself this seat, and must have a bad identity. ”
"I can't go, he is the key to my life. Zhuo Bufan set his sights on this old man.
"Old man, I won't be able to die without help, let me help you. Zhuo Bufan insisted.
Seeing this, the old man suddenly slapped Zhuo Bufan with a volley, and this palm directly blasted Zhuo Bufan away.
Zhuo Bufan's whole body tossed in the air a few times, and finally fell heavily to the ground, causing him to have his liver and gallbladder torn apart, and he was burned inside.
"Ahhh
That palm was powerful, but it didn't kill him. However, after the old man blasted out this palm, he was even more miserable than Zhuo Bufan.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist sprayed like rain, which was extremely tragic. At last the old man took a few steps back, leaned heavily against the old tree, and then sat down slowly.
"Damn, can't you even kill an ant now?"
The old man was obviously in a terrible condition, and his injuries were absolutely fatal. If he really wants to fight, he may not be able to do an extraordinary job.
However, Zhuo Bufan didn't intend to kill him, because if he did, this matter would become unsolvable.
In order to survive, in order not to fall into this cycle of death. Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, and then pretended to be a rotten good guy who wanted to save the other party no matter how the enemy plundered him.
"Old man, I really have no malice, if you continue like this, you will die, let me help you. Zhuo Bufan staggered to the old man.
The old man looked at Zhuo Bufan and was extremely shocked.
"I've hurt you so badly, and you're going to help me?" said the old man.
After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan thought for a moment and replied: "My mother said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. There's no way I'm going to die without help. ”
After hearing this, the old man squinted slightly, and then said, "You really want to help me?"
Zhuo Bufan nodded, he was not helping this old man, but helping himself.
"If there's anything I can do, just tell me. Zhuo Bufan said firmly.
Looking at Zhuo Bufan's determined gaze, the old man finally believed that this was a stupid boy and a bad person.
"Well, give me your blood. ”
"My blood?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.
"Why, didn't you just say you wanted to help me?" said the old man, and with great difficulty he pulled out a black dagger from his waist.
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, then grabbed the dagger and slashed towards his wrist.
Cut the wrist, the blood was like an infusion, and the blood flowed endlessly.
Seeing this, the old man bit Zhuo Bufan's wrist with one bite, and then began to frantically suck Zhuo Bufan's blood.
At that moment, Zhuo Bufan could feel that his life energy was constantly being swallowed by the old thing in front of him.
He does not absorb blood, but the vital essence of a living person.
Zhuo Bufan felt that at least a third of the blood in his body had been sucked up.
The old man's cloudy eyes slowly gained brilliance, and his sleek, sallow face slowly regained a trace of brilliance.
Fortunately, the old man did not suck up all the blood of Zhuo Bufan in one gulp, and after washing away a third of the blood, he stopped and let go of his mouth.
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan hurriedly tore off a piece of his sleeve and bandaged the wound.
"Boy, thank you!" the old man nodded gratefully to Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan twitched the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's nothing, as long as it can help you." Is there anything else you can help me with?"
The old man sucked Zhuo Bufan's life energy, but he only returned a mouthful of blood, which had no effect on his injuries.
The old man saw that Zhuo Bufan was really an honest man, so he nodded and said, "There seems to be a mass grave ahead, can you carry me there?" ”
Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and his heart was overjoyed. This matter really took a turn for the better, so he didn't say a word, just squatted down and carried the old man on his back.
"I know about that mass grave, I'll carry you there. ”
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