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The huntress's face was filled with astonishment, and Fang Zheng's voice was really inexplicable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But immediately the huntress saw what power was, the front sternum of the van was shattered, and the fragments threatened the heart and lungs at every turn, but Fang Zheng rolled and bent over in death, as if he was afraid that the bone fragments would not penetrate the internal organs in his chest.

However, Fang Zheng's sweaty movements that made him hurt quickly received a result that surprised Fang Zheng's satisfied huntress. I have to say that the sharpness of this axe far exceeded Fang Zheng's expectations, after fighting for so long, Fang Zheng had used his axe to chop the bones of some mad townspeople before, it stands to reason that the sharp weapon will definitely be blunt when cutting on the bones, and Fang Zheng is ready to make many mistakes when trying to chop the ring armor connection part of the butcher's body.

But after a few axes, Fang Zheng found that the goddess of luck, a foreign god, actually had a friendly exchange with himself, a person who obviously did not belong to the same place, and with the sound of the "bang-la-la" battle skirt and leggings falling, the battle finally went to the favorable side of Fangzheng.

If you can be more obscene, and then more obscene, you will find that this fierce and domineering butcher is actually nothing more than that. Of course, Founder has fully carried forward the phrase "black under the lamp", and the way of rolling is to surround the butcher, which can be said to be both safe and exciting, as long as Founder misses once, the huntress is the last witness of Founder's history.

Fortunately, in the end, after Fang Zheng's painful and clean battle, the butcher, who was not so terrifying, finally fell in front of Fang Zheng. Seeing that the butcher was half as tall as his body even if he fell down, Fang Zheng was really embarrassed to say that he fell at his feet, it was too pompous, not something that Fang Zheng could say.

It's just that after stopping, the stinging pain in his chest made Fang Zheng's face cloudy as he coughed up blood, and even the items he got from the butcher, a more difficult opponent, became difficult to make Fang Zheng happy.

However, just as Fang Zheng leaned against the carriage beside him, grinning at what he had gotten, the huntress who reacted from Fang Zheng's series of flexible movements was full of emotion in her heart after relieving herself. Because the huntress remembered what the other party had said to herself when she met German, the first hunter.

In the Hunter's Dream, never underestimate any opponent, even if it is a mad townman, if there are too many, your soul will fall into an abyss that cannot be saved. But here, people can't underestimate themselves, because even if they only have the strength of the quasi-bronze level, as long as they have the heart, the enemies of the bronze level will eventually crawl at their feet.

When she first heard this, the Huntress was only encouraging herself as the first hunter, but now from the battle of the square, the Huntress seems to see her future hope and her own development direction.

So with a little admiration for Fang Zheng's feeling in his heart, the huntress approached Fang Zheng and said slowly: "If you feel pain because of the broken bone in your chest just now, you don't have to worry about whether you will be able to help yourself because no one can help you, and eventually the broken bone in your chest will one day be accidentally pierced into the heart, as long as you use a blood collection bottle, you can solve all this." ”

"Huh?" Being reminded by the other party like this, Fang Zheng felt a sense of being caught off guard, this huntress was helping and reminding herself? Fang Zheng immediately reluctantly asked, "Do you want to cut the wound open, and then let the blood in the blood collection bottle flow to the part of the hand?" ”

"No, you only need to use it near your own wounds, or even on yourself." The huntress said, took out a strange blood syringe on her body, and then handed it to Fang Zheng, "Use this thing, after placing the blood collection bottle inside, as long as you stab it on your body, you can let the blood in it enter your body, and then the blood purification in the blood collection bottle and the power of the soul will repair your wounds." Because the world is built by the soul, the wounds we suffer are all fed back to the soul. ”

Hearing the words of the huntress, Fang Zheng's face was even more entangled as he looked at the blood injector handed to him by the other party. He also said that the disease you have is not AIDS, and the things are brought over without sterilization, and it is no wonder that so many people who come for treatment are more deeply infected, it is really a wonder of the world, if this disease is put on the earth, it must be a strange disease that leads experts and scholars to despair to declare the end of the world coming early.

While Fang Zheng complained in his heart, he unceremoniously took the blood injector handed to him by the other party, and when he reminded him that his task was completed, Fang Zheng also put a blood collection bottle the size of a small medicine bottle in a transparent glass, that is, a red bottle, into the blood injector and injected it into his chest.

In an instant, a refreshing feeling as if rushing into the sky spread throughout Fang Zheng's body, and he couldn't help but shiver, Fang Zheng felt that his chest was immediately surrounded by a comfortable coldness, and at the same time, he roared happily: "Cool!" ”

In less than ten seconds, Fang Zheng didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the bone crack in his chest that was not easy to solve would be so fast, and it would have returned to normal, if this thing was taken out to the Chosen One, at least it would be hung with the name of Divine Oil, if it was brought with the place of origin, it would be the Illusion Divine Oil, and after his injury was healed, Fang Zheng found the extra weapon in his space, and at this time it seemed that he felt so comfortable in his heart.

Similar to an axe, this extra is a bone knife, which can also be folded, but this bone knife is much different. The foldable long stick has a bone saw, like a shark's tooth blade, and when folded, it looks like it is holding an elongated ring-like weapon, as if it is rubbing the enemy's body with the serrated teeth.

And after the huntress knew the weapons that Fang Zheng obtained, she reminded: "Although these weapons are of different types, they can be used for a long time, because with your strength, you can use a large number of souls and special blood clots to strengthen the place where the first hunter is Gman, and the power will become stronger and stronger after strengthening." ”

After Fang Zheng responded to the peace, he looked at the few blood clots in his backpack, knowing that this should be something to strengthen, he was a little speechless in his heart, how could he not know the number of his souls, just listening to himself and getting a large number of souls as a reward, this does not have an accurate value, how can he make himself comfortable if he says so much. Among the so many things I have gotten, the only thing that I can understand is to remember the bone fist.

Just when Fang Zheng wanted to ask the huntress more questions, there was a shock on the ground, as if someone was calling after the mainland shelf turned on the mobile phone, but the feeling of Fang Zheng above would always not be good.

Looking at the cracks in the stone slab floor, which was old but very stable, and the cracks in the mountain rocks below were gradually revealed in front of him, Fangzheng's face was extremely shocked, what was going on?

The Huntress is clearly used to this kind of thing: "This is another powerful creature in this dream, so the dream will be in a period of collapse for the next time, and we don't know how long we will sleep this time." ”

"Sleeping?" Hearing that the huntress was not lamenting this time, how many unlucky ghosts would die because of the lack of souls, but other words, Fang Zheng keenly captured different information from it.

"That's right, every time the hunter's dream collapses and reappears, not only those who don't have enough soul strength will die, but the strength of our people will decline for a period of time, and we will gradually be able to replenish it, and I and a few acquaintances have found that every time the hunter's dream is sufficient, the new people who enter here seem to be a few days or ten days after the known time." The huntress said.

"Is this any different?" Fang Zheng asked.

"Of course, it's a big difference!" The huntress's expression was very serious, "The time we have experienced feels like a few years, but for people outside, it is a few days, ten days later, which means that I, a person who has been afraid for decades, has only been asleep for less than a month!" ”

A few years is a few days?!

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was shocked in his heart, if he was asleep now, it seemed that time was indeed going on, but it was walking slowly, so how long had he been here? Not a day, right? Doesn't count like anything, does it? No! It matters!

Even if the time of a year is one day, and if you calculate it, each hour is equal to about 15.2 days, not to mention point two, every minute of sixty minutes per hour is four days, and every second is equal to more than six hours.

Thinking of the time he was experiencing now, I was afraid that it was already a few seconds later, and Fang Zheng felt that he had now been beaten away by the other party. So Fang Zheng, who had planned to wait for himself to be stronger, did not continue to wait with the huntress when the space collapsed, although waiting for the next world would be the next world, but Fang Zheng felt that if he went with the other party, he would really see him at the next intersection.

So watching the surrounding scene gradually collapse from far to near, Fang Zheng looked around and found a tombstone, the Remembering Bone Fist that can bring himself back has arrived, and he can come back at any time if he wants to come back in the future, so he only needs to engrave his life on the tombstone to leave!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't care what he should do after he went out, how many things he could get in this soul world could be used after he went out, Fang Zheng couldn't even think about it, the first thing now was to go out, and then let himself live!