Chapter 295: Killing Blood

After separating from everyone, Han Feng first went back to the hidden cave where Senior Sister Zhang was hiding, Senior Sister Zhang's condition was the same as before, there was no change in the slightest, but this time Han Feng and Senior Sister Zhang faced each other, and an extremely cordial feeling rose in his mind towards Senior Sister Zhang, I don't know where this feeling came from, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Shaking his head violently, he finally shook off the unreal thoughts in his mind, but Han Feng didn't dare to stare at Senior Sister Zhang who was wrapped in thick ice no matter what, and hurriedly left, and when he left, he found a big stone to block the entrance of the cave, and immediately set foot on the mountain road back to the village again.

The originally quiet and peaceful village was now like a Shura hell, with rivers of blood flowing and corpses strewn all over the field, and the strong smell of blood spread for a radius of ten miles.

However, fortunately, the village was located in the middle of nowhere, hundreds of miles away from the military camp, so their superiors did not realize that they had been killed in time, because Han Feng did not see any traces of fresh horses after he returned, and the boulder that rose in his heart was also put down.

Quietly appeared in front of those corpses, the word 'Chuan' wrinkled between his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed slightly, his chin half-twisted, and he carefully looked at the corpses that he had killed himself from head to toe.

After the battle, the things that flowed out of the person killed by Han Feng and got into Han Feng's body were finally noticed by Han Feng, who had regained his composure, at that moment, the beauty of those unknown things acting on the dantian made Han Feng frightened and excited, but because the time was very short, Han Feng was not sure, so after sending Uncle Yang and his party away, he returned here alone to observe, if his guess was correct, hehe, thinking of this, the corners of Han Feng's mouth finally hung on the smile of the past.

After looking at the time of the incense of these corpses, but finding nothing, Han Feng decisively gave up this move, no longer wasting time, and sat cross-legged on the mud ground soaked in bright red with blood, his eyes slowly closed.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, the pungent smell of blood continued to flow in the air, constantly beating and wandering in Han Feng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, stimulating into the brain, Han Feng's face, and even in the eyes that had been closed, countless bloodshots were swimming, jumping up and down, and Han Feng's body also erupted with a violent and bloodthirsty aura again, no different from when he was fighting with the hundred armies just now.

However, Han Feng, who was immersed in his body, didn't seem to feel the external changes in his body, and suddenly, Han Feng seemed to have found something that had penetrated into his body, and his thoughts rushed forward, and he finally caught up with that thing under the rampage.

At first glance, it looked like a drop of blood, in the shape of a droplet, only a third the size of a little fingernail, but it seemed to have life, and its young body kept vibrating, like the beating of a heart.

And its forward route was its own dantian, Han Feng hung his head behind him unhurriedly, until he followed it to the dantian, that little thing swaggered above the dantian qi sea, as if he stretched his waist, and as if he yawned, he landed into the qi sea with an arrogant face.

With the fall of the blood droplets, the clear sea of qi was like a drop of scarlet blood on a clean white paper, and the place where it sank was instantly soaked in red, and the blood droplets were like a self-cooked child, not thinking of themselves as outsiders at all, after falling into the sea of qi, he hurriedly decomposed his body, and urgently merged with the sea water around him, and then spread.

As time went by, the self-cooked blood droplets really mingled with the surrounding seawater, and they could no longer see some scarlet colors in them, and they swam separately in all directions, including the broken inner wall of the dantian.

At the same time, Han Feng, who was always observing the changes in the sea of qi, also realized in an instant that the drop of something like a drop of blood that was 'stolen' from someone else's body could actually restore his severely damaged dantian, although it was unbelievable, and even seemed to be in a dream, but Han Feng, who was unable to practice due to the damage of his dantian, had no reason not to accept such a good thing, and he was pleasantly surprised by such a discovery.

And Han Feng killed nearly a hundred officers and soldiers this time, and the killing blood absorbed from their bodies has already repaired the dantian by as much as one percent, although he doesn't know that as long as he kills someone, he can absorb the killing blood or other factors, but at the moment, there is only one thought left in Han Feng's mind, as long as he kills more people, he may be able to completely repair his dantian, and then he can practice again.

However, this idea that suddenly entered Han Feng's mind really startled Han Feng, how could he have this idea? Could it be that he has a special habit of killing? Han Feng speculated wildly, but he didn't know that although the "Killing and Shooting" he got by chance provided him with great help, it also invisibly affected his mind, gradually leading him to the abyss of depravity, and cruelty, bloodthirsty, and withdrawn slowly became friends with him.

Shaking his head violently, he first put out the distracting thoughts in his mind, although this idea is very perverted, but it is suitable for the current situation, and the state of Wu is at war with the barbarians, he can kill on the battlefield without any psychological burden, hunt the blood of killing, and repair the damaged dantian.

After formulating the next plan, Han Feng rummaged through the leaders of this group of officers and soldiers, and finally found a golden emperor list, opened it and saw that it was written on it.

However, as Han Feng browsed, his brows gradually furrowed, it was written in black and white on the emperor's list that conscription was all voluntary, and after entering the army, he would give a lot of compensation to his family, and instead of doing things according to the requirements of the emperor's list, these brutes forcibly arrested people, did not give compensation, and even did the work of robbers and bandits.

At this time, Han Feng had no pity for them at all, and even wanted to send them to the eighteenth layer of hell and enjoy the terrible torture among them.

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