Chapter Forty-Seven: Desperate Survival

"It's really evil!"

Zheng Fan cursed, his footsteps did not stop, and he rushed forward quickly.

But at this moment, I felt that the strength of my whole body was lost outward along my right arm, and my running speed also decreased sharply.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but look at the peach on his right hand: "It's a little bigger, and the surface is a lot smoother, it's devouring my power!" ”

Just as he was about to throw the peach out again, trying to slow down the loss of power, the spirit corpse behind him had already caught up.

"Uhhh

The possessed corpse didn't punch him or kick him, but chose to grab it.

Zheng Fan only felt that his right shoulder was cold, and he was already held by the zombie.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he withdrew the metallic ability of his right arm, and his left hand turned into a knife, directly cutting off his entire right arm.

He didn't know how strong the spirit corpse that was grabbing his shoulder was.

Therefore, he did not choose to attack the spirit corpse, because if he was unlucky, he happened to run into a zombie who was good at defense, and he would slash its palm with one move, even if it was a moment's pause, Zheng Fan would be completely trapped here.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead, and although he was scared in his heart, he had already experienced life and death, even in fear, he would not mess up.

"I can't run, I've lost another hand at this moment, the fragments have been restless, I can't hold on for long, I can't fight, so..."

Zheng Fan had a countermeasure in his heart, and quickly ran towards a building on his left, exerting force with one hand, using his feet as support, and climbed to the top of the building after three times and five divided by two.

Looking at the zombies downstairs who were roaring incessantly, but helpless, Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandma's, fortunately, these people have no wisdom to smash and don't know how to climb the stairs." ”

The right arm holding the peach had been broken, but Zheng Fan touched his back with his left hand, and sure enough, the peach returned to him inexplicably.

"What is this, why is it still haunted?"

Zheng Fan's face became more and more ugly, and the power in his body was continuously absorbed by the peach.

The two fragments in his left hand trembled more and more.

"Could it be that today is my time of death? The balance between the pieces will soon be upset. ”

Taking out the 'gold' placed in the black space, Zheng Fan began to eat the gold in a big gulp, wanting to use this way to slow down the loss of his own energy.

"It's not enough, it's not as fast as it can suck!"

Zheng Fan is also completely out of shape, but he can't stop eating gold, otherwise he will only die faster.

The body became weaker and weaker, and he looked at his left hand, which was extremely dry, like a branch, as if it had been drained of life, where was it still like the hand of a twenty-year-old young man?

"Step... Damn..."

Zheng Fan's voice also began to be hoarse, like an old man in his seventies and eighties.

"You step... What's the matter... Want to devour me... Labor first... Eat you! ”

Zheng Fan was furious, tremblingly put the pink peach, which was already close to fullness, into his mouth.

The peach has a lot of water, and it is full of juice, and it melts in your mouth. In a few seconds, Zheng Fan ate it up, leaving only a peach pit.

"Riding a horse, labor and management..."

Zheng Fan was just halfway through his words, and he covered his mouth in disbelief.

Because he heard his own voice louder than before. He patted his face with both hands: "Everything is normal on the face, and the hands are also..."

"The right arm actually grows out?"

At some point, the severed right arm was restored.

The ups and downs of life come too fast, it is a certain death, but it is a desperate life.

It made him feel unreal: "Could it be that I am the male protagonist of some powerful novel?" ”

Then he shook his head and said with a smile: "How handsome does it have to be to write a protagonist like me?" ”

Zheng Fan reclaimed the gold into the black space, because he felt that the metallic fragments in his body were in a saturated state at the moment, and there was no need to devour the gold at all.

picked up the peach pit in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while: "I don't see anything good, but the effect of this peach is so magical." ”

"I can directly extract my vitality and fragment energy, but after eating the peach, I can instantly recover all my injuries, even things like 'vitality'."

Zheng Fan clearly felt that the part of vitality that had been swallowed up by the fragments of metallic sexual ability before had also been fully recovered.

On weekdays, although he is infinitely strong and physically strong, there is always a heavy sense of weakness.

That weakness is not a physical weakness, but a whole mental, physical weakness.

But at this moment, that feeling of weakness was swept away, and he even suspected that his life would be extended because of it.

After concentrating on feeling the state of the fragments, Zheng Fan was overjoyed: "The two fragments have all fallen silent, and they have never been quieter!" ”

With a thought, his whole body was covered in a pale yellow film, and he swung two punches into the air.

"Although the strength has decreased a lot, it is only about one-third of the previous level, but in terms of staying power..."

Zheng Fan had the illusion that now he seemed to be able to use the ability of fragments at will, and the time limit seemed to have disappeared.

A shadow stretched out from under Zheng Fan's feet, stretching out about five meters.

"The ability of the shadow fragment has also been weakened, but in the same way, I can feel that its ability can also be used for an unlimited time."

"This means that within five meters, I can keep the enemy in a state of immobilization for a long time!"

Zheng Fan was in a very happy mood, not only because of the strengthening of fragment ability and time, but most importantly, because of his vitality!

How can you not be happy that a dying person, a person who could be devoured by fragments at any moment, suddenly gains a new life?

"Since this peach can restore life to the spiritual, then I will plant this peach pit in the ground, and in time, this peach may be able to be mass-produced."

Zheng Fan carefully looked at the peach pit in his hand: "There is even a small wormhole." ”

The peach pit, nothing to look at, the ability to urge the shadow fragments, intends to put this peach pit into the black space for safekeeping.

But twenty seconds passed, and the shadow of the peach pit still existed.

Zheng Fan frowned, and looked up and down a few more times: "Could it be that this peach pit is also a kind of 'living thing'?" I can't even be sucked into the black space. ”

Although this thing is a bit evil, in Zheng Fan's opinion, it can be regarded as a treasure, and he is reluctant to throw it away, so he carefully puts it in his pocket.

"These grandsons, I have eaten all the peaches, and you still don't leave?"

I saw thousands of zombies downstairs, waving their arms and roaring at Zheng Fan.

"Let's go!"

A few ups and downs, jumped off the roof of the building, and ran directly in the direction of the high area.

The speed of several spirit corpses is much faster than Zheng Fan's, and the perception range is also relatively large, without any skills at all, they can only rely on a body of King Kong to rampage out.

Previously, because the fragments had been restless, Zheng Fan didn't dare to use the ability for a long time. But now that this problem has been perfectly solved, Zheng Fan's King Kong is not something that can be easily broken by any spirit corpse.