"Uh, who are you?" Zhou Fan turned around and saw the mysterious old man standing behind him, looking at him with a gaze that could eat people, and he knew that it must be the old man in front of him who saved him, and he scolded desperately just now, it is estimated that he must have angered the old man in front of him, but now the old man has not had a seizure.

"Why are you so careless, you are so seriously injured, you can, just wake up and scold Lao Tzu." The old man didn't seem to blame Zhou Fan, but looked at it with even more concern in his eyes.

"Strange I know him?" Zhou Fan couldn't help but be suspicious when he looked at the old man's eyes, he didn't know the old man in front of him at all, and he had never even seen him, but he saw the concern in the old man's eyes, and knew that the old man obviously knew him.

"Could it be that I didn't remember him after I lost my memory?" Zhou Fan saw that the old man ignored him, so he didn't dare to be disrespectful to the old man in front of him, in case they really knew each other and fell out with others for no reason, it would be bad, and besides, they also saved his life, he couldn't take revenge.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan no longer stared at the old man, but slowly stood up to see his injuries, but was unexpectedly pressed down by the old man behind him, "Don't move, your corpse poison has not been completely removed from the body and cannot come out of this ding, and this blood is still of great benefit to you." ”

The old man saw Zhou Fan's black line, his face was full of unhappiness, and without waiting for him to speak, he rushed in front of Zhou Fan and explained: "I don't know why you can resist the essence blood of the tiger Jiao, but since you can withstand these essence blood is creation, you drink this first, don't ask anything else for the time being, and I'll tell you when you pass this level." ”

"What is this?" Zhou Fan stared at the kettle in the old man's hand, and still couldn't help but have some doubts, although he knew that the old man would not harm him, but he had to ask, because he vaguely felt that the things in the old man's hand were not ordinary things, and he also saw the old man's eyes, which made him feel even more panicked.

His puzzled colleague also faintly felt that his body was abnormal, the skin that was spilled by the blood of the zombie before was no longer so painful, and the wound on his chest when he finally resisted the zombie escape was much better, but he still didn't dare to pick up the kettle in the old man's hand, and looked at the old man with a strange expression.

"Don't ask, I'll tell you when you get through it, and since you have this opportunity, you can't miss it, believe me, I won't harm you." The old man still chose not to tell Zhou Fan, but handed over the kettle in his hand.

"Forget it, it's a blessing or a curse, and I can't avoid it, since this old man is willing to save me, he shouldn't harm me." Seeing that the matter was unavoidable, Zhou Fan no longer shirked, took the kettle in the old man's hand, immediately unscrewed the lid and drank it directly.

Zhou Fan just took two sips and didn't feel unusual, but when he was halfway through drinking, suddenly a very disgusting smell of blood came directly from his stomach, and Zhou Fan was almost spit out by the smell.

"Don't throw it up, drink it up quickly." The old man had long known that Zhou Fan would have this reaction, and when he saw that Zhou Fan's movements in his hands had paused, he immediately urged him on the side.

"Damn, fight." At this time, Zhou Fan not only had the idea of vomiting, he also felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and in the end, it was almost like someone had set a fire out of his body, but he also felt that he had the last bit of corpse poison left in his body.

was also washed away by this scorching breath, although his whole body was tormented like fire, but his consciousness was much clearer, and he heard the old man shouting on the side, and he drank the half bottle of blood without hesitation.

"Ah, ah" Zhou Fan originally thought that after drinking it, he would feel hotter at most, but how did he know that after he drank the bottle of blood, the whole person was like a high-temperature furnace exuding an incomparably hot breath.

Even the blood in the three-legged tripod slowly boiled because of the temperature emanating from his body, Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and endured this inhuman pain, but in the end, he could no longer hold back the pain that pierced his heart and roared to the sky.

This kind of pain is a hundred times worse than when he just ran blood under the three-legged tripod before, and now Zhou Fan is gradually a little confused, but he knows that he can't just fall asleep, because if he faints like this, it is very likely that he will be killed by the burning breath in his body, even if he is lucky not to die, he will be disabled.

"Don't sleep, get up, eat this." Seeing that Zhou Fan's spirit was on the verge of collapse, the old man couldn't help but step forward and yelled at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan, who was already about to fall into a coma, suddenly woke up again after being scolded by the old man, but it was only for a moment that he began to get confused again, but he also took the pill in the old man's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the pill was swallowed, it immediately dissolved, and suddenly Zhou Fan felt a cool chill hit his whole body, which was in stark contrast to the scorching breath in his body, and this cold and hot made his spirit fall directly to the bottom all of a sudden.

Zhou Fan felt the extreme contrast between these two extremes, and could no longer hold back the extremely painful torture, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, this burst of roars seemed to be very powerful, and the blood in the three-legged tripod was also shaken up in waves.

As time passed, Zhou Fan gradually quieted down, at this time he was no longer roaring, nor was he crazy, I don't know if he had adapted to the dual extreme feeling of ice and fire in his body, or if those medicinal effects had gradually dissipated, anyway, Zhou Fan was lying quietly in the three-legged tripod, and his breathing was also smooth and long from the previous chaos and shortness.

"Childe, he's okay." Xiao Yue was terrified watching from the sidelines, she seemed to rush forward to rescue Zhou Fan when he was about to collapse several times, but she still held back.

She believes in Zhou Fan, believes that he can survive this hurdle, and she also trusts the mysterious old man, since he dares to do this, he will be more or less sure, otherwise if Zhou Fan dies because of this, then his efforts to do this will be in vain.

"Don't worry, he's already gone, and he'll be fine when he wakes up." The old man glanced at Xiao Yue's tone and didn't think about it as indifferent as before, but now he looked at Zhou Fan, who was breathing evenly, and he felt a sense of indescribable joy.

The two looked at the unconscious Zhou Fan for a long time, and time passed little by little, Xiaoyue saw Zhou Fan wake up from the coma, and immediately shouted at Zhou Fan excitedly, "Childe, are you okay." ”

"Don't go there." When the old man saw that Zhou Fan's eyes were blood-red, he immediately pulled Xiaoyue back a lot of meters.

Zhou Fan immediately stood up the moment he opened his eyes, and then grabbed both sides of the three-legged tripod with both hands, as if he was venting something, I don't know if Zhou Fan's strength was too great, or the three-legged tripod had become very fragile after boiling and soaking in blood.

As soon as Zhou Fan grabbed the three-legged tripod, there was a crisp cracking sound, and the entire bronze tripod began to crack slowly, and then with a "touch", the three-legged tripod shattered into countless pieces at once.

And Zhou Fan also stood naked on a pool of blood, but at this time, Zhou Fan was extremely hideous, covered with blood, his eyes were blood-red, and even his hair was wet.

His jet-black hair also turned dark red, and a little blood was flowing down Zhou Fan's cheeks, and now Zhou Fan was like a demon who had just come out of hell, making people feel disgusting and terrifying when they looked at it.

"You're alright." The old man stood not far away and watched Zhou Fan's eyes change from the initial blood red to their original color little by little, and he knew that Zhou Fan had completely recovered.

"Well, thank you for your help." After Zhou Fan stepped forward and bowed to the old man, he looked at the pool of blood behind him and said, "What's going on, why did you let me drink that blood, and zombies, ran away or were killed, where did those tiger Jiao go." ”

"Uh," Zhou Fan's series of questions made the old man's forehead involuntarily have a black line, and he looked at Zhou Fan with a twitch on his face, and just wanted to speak, Xiao Yue stepped forward and quickly said what happened before he was unconscious.

"I see." After listening to Xiao Yue's words, Zhou Fan couldn't help but fall into deep thought, he didn't understand why those tiger Jiao would take the trouble to leave him such a mouthful of blood to help him detoxify.

He doesn't have much to do with Tiger Jiao, if you want to say that there is, it is also because they all have a common enemy before, the Xuan Corpse is stiff, but according to Xiaoyue, the zombie left immediately after being hit by Zhou Fan's sword, why did Tiger Jiao help him so much, which made him a little puzzled.