Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Curse of Dying

Qu Fatsan was furious, and immediately burst out with huge combat power.

The big house of the European and American Fan Manor, which can only be seen in British dramas, suddenly collapsed by half, even if there is special reinforcement here, even if it is covered with the six-pointed star array, it will not help.

However, outside the collapsed house, there was no sunlight.

It was a little dark.

The dark clouds weighed on my head, and my heart was heavy, and I couldn't care about anything else, but stepped up my pace and rushed towards the thing in front of me.

With the blessing of Lei Yi, I finally cut off the head of that Frankenstein, but it didn't work, it seemed to have the ability to regenerate continuously, and the flesh on the neck kept surging, and from the tumbling fishy rotten flesh, there was actually a rudimentary shape of a head.

But at this moment, my sword had already stabbed into the opponent's internal organs and hooked a ring.

This is a brass ring, and the special thing is that there is an eye-like gemstone on the ring.

The gem was translucent, glowing red, and at the core, there was a little black.

The black is deep, like a black hole, absorbing all the light.

As I picked out the brass ring with my sword, the headless golem finally fell to its knees, crumbling with all the pieces of flesh stitched on its body, spilling to the ground and the stench filling the air.

And at this time, I heard Qu Fatsan snort coldly: "Want to go? ”

Swish!

He turned into a phantom, swept past me, and then soared into the air and rushed to the other side.

Then I heard another loud crash, and subconsciously ran out, and before I had run a few steps, I saw that the huge house had all collapsed, and the falling masonry and rising dust had made the beautiful and peaceful manor a mess and ugly.

In the smoke and dust, people were running around.

Someone is hunting for them.

I stood still, my eyes wandering back and forth in the dust, and after half a minute, the dust had subsided a little, and then I saw Qu Fatsan, and Mr. Pythagoras in his hand.

Mr. Pythagoras, who has always seemed very aristocratic, is a little embarrassed at the moment.

His cigar was gone, his black dress was gone, his meticulously combed silver hair became scattered, and the whole person was like a wild dog that had been spewed out of his backbone, dragged Qu Fatsan to the ground, and blood was full of blood between his mouth and nose, dripping to the ground, looking at the viscosity, it was impossible to tell which was blood and which was snot.

When I squinted at him, he just looked up.

His eyes looked at the brass ring on the tip of my sword, and I saw the old gentleman's eye sockets, which were beaten into panda eyes.

To tell you the truth, even if he forcibly pretended to be Boe here just now, I felt a little pity for him when I saw his appearance at the moment.

It's miserable.

However, Qu Fatsan was obviously not a person who respected the old and loved the young, grabbed Mr. Pythagoras by the collar like a dead dog, walked up to me, threw it on the ground viciously, and said indignantly: "I told you everything, if you have something to say, don't move to be bigger than anyone's fist, whose territory is it here, how boring?" How's it going, is it quiet now? You still want to run in front of me, do you think you're Usain Bolt? ”

He had no respect for the gentleman at all, and stomped on his head with his foot, then looked at the tip of the Zhige Sword, and said What is this?

I said that the core that maintained the operation of the alchemy creature just now should be the crystallization of Western alchemy, right?

Qu Fatsan stretched out his hand and wanted to take it for a closer look, but before his hand could touch it, a bloody light suddenly appeared on it.

Sizzle......

Qu Fatsan retracted his hand, what kind of?

I say dangerous? Or throw it away?

Qu Fatsan said why throw it, it's cheaper for others; You take it, and go back to someone who knows how to take a look.

I said, why don't you take it?

Qu Fatsan said that this thing is against me, and I will take it if you take it, what do you mean?

He said to me in an unquestioning tone, then leaned down, looked at Mr. Pythagoras on the ground, and said, "Hey, I just wanted to ask you, have you ever seen a man who looks very similar to my little brother, but has a scar on his face, Chinese, have you seen it?" ”

The old man pressed his face to the ground, and he didn't speak angrily, obviously still having some reality that he couldn't accept his defeat.

Or rather, he was waiting for reinforcements.

However, in this place, the real high-end power is only him and the alchemy creature Frankenstein who was killed by me, although there are many others, but at most they are at the same level as the one-eyed dragon and the bear man, and these people were chased by the rampaging little dragon girl and fled, I don't know how many people fell in the ruins.

Qu Fatsan was a little impatient, and asked a few more questions, and suddenly the old thing's face became very pale, and he shouted sharply: "My boar Pythagoras, in the name of Cain, curses strangers from the East, may you ......"

Ka......

Qu Fatsan didn't wait for him to finish, his toes were forceful, but he crushed the old man's head at once.

As soon as the head was shattered, a stream of blood qi suddenly swirled out of the breach, winding towards Qu Fatsan, he sneered, took two steps back, and sealed his hands, ready to resist, but he never thought that the blood qi actually crossed his defense line and injected into Qu Fatsan's body.

Burst......

Qu Fatsan was hit by the blood qi into his body, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground.

I saw that he was a little shaky, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Qu Fatsan stretched out his hand to stop me and said don't move, I'll come by myself.

Qu Fatsan's hands were sealed again, his hands kept touching, and then he pressed his ten fingers on his chest, constantly going up.

After about three minutes, his fingers finally pressed down on his throat and face.

Then he opened his mouth and drank clearly, but a viscous breath as thick as ink erupted, falling on the ground next to him, and the stone slab instantly turned black, and the corpse of Mr. Pythagoras next to him also quickly dried up to the black gas, like a zombie, and a little oily.

At this time, Qu Fatsan breathed a long sigh of relief.

I walked up to me worriedly, what the hell is going on?

Qu Fatsan wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said that the dog thing, he is so hard, he actually wants to curse me at the cost of his own life, fortunately, I found it in time, and killed the person as soon as possible, otherwise I would really have to capsize in the gutter......

I'm still worried, and say are you sure you're okay?

Qu Fatsan glared at me and said What's the matter, you still hope I'm okay, right?

I saw that his expression was relaxed, so I didn't continue to ask, but pointed to the mess around him, and said what now?

Make such a big move, it must have attracted a lot of people, we can't stay here, we have no choice but to leave quickly, Qu Fatsan said let's go, don't say hello to the Wenzhou fellow, first find a place where no one is squatting, and wait for the people who pick us up in China to come over.

I said I wouldn't go to Huang Gu's house, so where could I go?

Qu Fatsan said that there is a place to go, in this city, there must be a place empty, we stay in it for a few days, do not show up, the problem should not be big, the more headache thing, that is, since they can find us, they must also be able to follow the vine and find the Wenzhou villagers to entertain us so warmly, but because we are involved, things are a little headache......

He's right, Uncle Huang Gu is really good, if he hadn't taken us in yesterday, we wouldn't know where we would be wandering.

And my phone was only turned back on at his house.

Who would have thought that the Giant Winged Bat Spirit who came with us would cause us so much trouble.

But......

I said that since Mr. Pythagoras and his important henchmen are hanging, I don't think anyone will make any more trouble, right?

Qu Fatsan smiled and said Didn't you hear it just now? People are organized, called the Eton, and have you ever seen a blood clan that lives alone?

I said what then?

Qu Fatsan said that he wanted to go, but in fact, he didn't know about us, which was the biggest protection.

We didn't stay at the scene any longer, and called the little dragon girl who was chasing people everywhere, and the three of us left this ghost place, and after walking a while, we found that this was still some distance from the city of Ushuaia, and not far away, it was actually the beach.

Seeing the lonely wilderness, Qu Fatsan smiled and said that this place is good, shrinking in that small city, you can't go anywhere, but it's better to be free in the wilderness.

We didn't go far and put down roots in a nearby valley.

The signal here is not very good, my mobile phone does not have a signal, but it is still early, and we are not in a hurry, so we set up camp here.

At this time, Ushuaia is still quite cold, and living in this valley and wilderness is a bit hard, but it is also a lot of fun, so I will not go into detail here, there is a lumberyard nearby, and occasionally you can see a car passing by, we are very careful and deliberately keep our distance from people.

After two days like this, we began to gradually get used to this valley, Qu Fatsan and Xiaolongnu scourge the game here, all kinds of fried and smoked, full of wild food.

On the third day, Qu Fatsan and Xiaolongnu were a little reluctant, but they still dragged me away.

I guess the person who picked us up should be almost there.

When we went back, we deliberately dressed up in disguise, I made it look like a local, and Qu Fatsan used his unique disguise technique to toss himself and Xiaolongnu again, and then entered the city.

However, before we reached Ushuaia, we were stopped in front of a gas station on the outskirts.

It was an old white man in ragged clothes, dressed in a missionary robe full of holes, and he walked up to Qu Fatsan, looked at him for a while, and suddenly said, "You are the devil." ”

Devil!