Under the night, in the streamer of the city, in another independent courtyard, Chu Huaitian sat on the sofa in front of the window, * on his upper body, there were several deep wounds on his abdomen and back, but he had already cleaned it just now.

Holding a bottle of cheap liquor in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, but the whole bottle fell from his neck, and the alcohol irritated the wound, even if Chu Huaitian's temperament made a muffled snort.

After a thorough cleaning, Chu Huaitian took out a black plaster from the drawer, smelling a foul smell. This is a special potion that he has prepared himself, which is able to quickly stimulate wound recovery.

Of course, the stimulation of this kind of plaster will also bring inhuman pain! Chu Huaitian, who had been enduring the pain, finally participated, pulled the iron rod used for exercise in his hand, and clenched it fiercely, and when this wave of pain passed, he was already full of shame.

Chu Huaitian gasped slightly, his eyes showing madness and a hint of throbbing, and a little excitement.

That demon man's strength is very strong, and he is also at the peak level of the sixth level, and his combat skills are perfect, and he seems to be a strong man who came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

In the short and fierce battle between the two, it can be regarded as a defeat for both sides, and Chu Huaitian is seriously injured, otherwise he would not have used this method of rapid recovery. However, the other party's big man, thinking about it, will only be more seriously injured than himself!

After treating the wound, Chu Huaitian walked out of the room and called a woman with a bit of grace to speak: "You ask the headquarters, look at what has happened recently, the entire wasteland is in chaos, and there are so many demon cubs in this Yunqing City?"

The woman nodded, then turned to leave, she could see that she was in a hurry, it was obvious that she didn't want to stay by Chu Huaitian's side for a few more moments!

"Wait a minute!" Chu Huaitian said suddenly.

The woman's face instantly stiffened, but she still squeezed out a smile, turned around and waited for Chu Huaitian's command. Although she was extremely reluctant to take it with Chu Huaitian, she didn't have the courage to show it.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Chu Huaitian waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you go out!"

It can be seen that the woman obviously breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left, as if she was afraid that Chu Huaitian would have something else to do.

Chu Huaitian didn't care either, he knew his appearance and reputation. After the woman left, he nestled himself into the couch and began to ponder where the lingering awkwardness came from.

He carefully reviewed everyone he met when he went out, until he finally came back, but he still couldn't find the source of that awkward feeling.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, Chu Huaitian slapped his thigh, he finally remembered the source of the problem, the young man he met at the corner of that street and alley, the young man who was carrying a thunderbolt on his back and passed by him!

There was a pungent smell of waste sewage and an indescribable smell on the young man's body, but under this breath, there was also a smell hidden in the depths of Chu Huaitian's memory, which was a wisp of pure taste, from the taste that Chu Huaitian had tasted.

He is the one who killed the illegitimate son of Shen Nanfeng, the commander of the Sixth Division of the Red Blood Army!

At that time, I was attracted by the demon man who was swaggering on the street, but I let go of this main mission goal. I should have been aware of it at the time, but it was a signal from my body, and my mind didn't keep up.

Of course, there was another reason, he knew that Fang Zhuo was being rewarded with two thousand gold coins, and it was too late to hide at this time, so he dared to show up?!

Chu Huaitian stood up suddenly, but then smiled, sat down with a smile on his face, and said to himself, "It's interesting!"

According to the results of the previous on-site investigation, the other party should have been just a little guy with a fourth-level cultivation, but that day he was carrying a thunderbolt! This is not a big road, and thunder has never been something that anyone can touch! A fourth-level little guy can play with thunder, which is obviously against common sense!

Chu Huaitian smiled, feeling that this game was a little interesting, and it looked like an opponent worthy of full dedication.

He took out a map of Yunqing City and began to mark out all the possible locations of Fang Zhuo, which were densely estimated to be hundreds. But he's not in a hurry, anyway, he has time, and being able to deal with such an opponent should be a very interesting thing.

It should be a fourth-level or fifth-level strength, with fighting skills in the army, thunder. These factors actually appeared in a person's body, if the head of Shen Nanfeng knew this news, I don't know how he would feel.

However, Chu Huaitian didn't want to pay attention to these things, and he didn't want anyone to disturb his interest, so he decided to continue to act, and as for the "blood thorns" he brought, he didn't use them for the time being.

The night passed, and it was not until the next morning that Fang Zhuo woke up. The day before, he had been fighting continuously, and that shot had consumed a lot, so when he returned to the hotel, he fell asleep, but the results were remarkable.

Killing Gao Mingjun must have dealt a fatal blow to the Black Tiger Gang. This Mr. Gao, looks weak and weak, but in fact, the Black Tiger Gang should have half of the credit for its development to the present.

Chong Black Tiger's strength looks very strong, but within the scope of Yunqing City, that is, within the upstream line, it is not among the top, but it is because of this Mr. Gao, who sits in the middle of the matchmaking and boiling water to pave the road, that the strength of the Black Tiger Gang can flourish, and even catch the line of a certain red-blooded army bigwig.

Now with the addition of the green wolf, the strength of the Chonghei Tiger has been half gone, although there are still three King Kongs in charge, but the deer has been frightened. How to go next, if the Chonghei Tiger wakes up at this time, he must think about it.

However, this was not something that Fang Zhuo had to consider, the most important thing for him now was to remove the demonic qi left by the wounds in his body. Ever since the First Battle in the Wilderness, Fang Zhuo had been suppressing his injuries, and only then did he have time to solve the problem.

Fang Zhuo stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the side of the bed, "Bang"!

There was a sound, and then Fang Zhuo found that the bed made of steel and solid wood was only half left. And his body, subconsciously stood up suddenly, but his body was full of incoordination, and he was about to fall down when he looked at it, so Fang Zhuo grabbed the iron cabinet by the wall, and then the whole cabinet was shattered.

Fang Zhuo looked at the irregular iron piece in his hand, and was stunned for a long time before he reacted, his body has been strengthened again?

The purple mandala flower next to his heart was slowly opening at this time, and the two demonic qi inside appeared again, but the volume didn't seem to have changed much, but Fang Zhuo still faintly felt something different, he just couldn't say it.

After thinking about it for a while, it should have benefited from the so-called "holy stone" in the Black Nightmare clan at the beginning.

At this moment, with another heart beat, wisps of extraordinarily bright blood began to surge all over the body, Fang Zhuo instantly let out a muffled snort, and at this moment, it seemed that countless ants began to bite in the body, painful and itchy, extremely uncomfortable. It seems that apart from the mind, the body is no longer controlled.

He fell to the ground again, but he couldn't do anything but experience the regrowth of every trace of blood, flesh, and bones in his body, not even fainting.

At this moment, every cell of the knife in Fang Zhuo's body seemed to be rebuilding, constantly changing its structure, and it seemed that the world had become different.

Fang Zhuo didn't know what this situation was, what he could be sure of was that this situation should not occur in the cultivation process of the human race. As for whether it was related to the contamination of demonic energy, he didn't know.

Because, it seems that there is no human race that can survive and continue to cultivate after being contaminated with demonic energy.

As time passed, this intermittent transformation occurred two more times, and it was not until the evening that Fang Zhuo was sure that this would not happen again.

Fang Zhuo smiled bitterly, Could it be that these two demonic qi gave him a profit after receiving benefits from the so-called "holy stone"? However, he was already a little accustomed to the appearance of these unknown situations. After all, this first situation is more foreseeable, so it is not too surprising.

When the transformation was over, Fang Zhuo looked at his hands and feet, and always felt a little strange, it seemed that the nerves connecting their mental centers were numb, and it took him a quarter of an hour to fully adapt to the physical strength at this moment.

According to Fang Zhuo's estimate, his current physical strength should have surpassed the seventh-level cultivation, even if the physical strength of the eighth-level powerhouse is estimated to be able to fight.

As for the demonic qi in the body, it had already been devoured by those two demonic qi.

Fang Zhuo took out a dagger and lightly cut it on his arm, and found that it was like dealing with the skin of a desolate beast, full of hardship. Then he changed to a black short knife, which easily cut a wound, but the wound healed quickly almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a tingling sensation around the wound, it should be that the cells and flesh were growing rapidly, and it seemed that it would not take long to recover as before.

Fang Zhuo frowned, this kind of physical strength and recovery ability was obviously not something that the human race could have. Sighing, he silently jotted down the relevant data, only to forget about that fact.

Before walking into the big mirror, Fang Zhuo took a closer look and fortunately, his appearance did not change pale, except for a slight change in the outline, his skin became more crystal clear and delicate, and he couldn't even see the shadow of pores.

Fang Zhuo was stunned, and his face instantly became unsightly, because he found a problem, his face became too delicate, and he had a tendency to lose his gender. With a gloomy face, he kicked the mirror over with a hard kick, which was a slight sulk.

This sudden transformation has obviously taken a little longer, and the sun in the sky has dragged the last rays of afterglow, and it will be night in half an hour at most.

Fang Zhuo once again made a thorough disguise, from his hair, face to appearance, it was very different from his original appearance.

Then, he found five restaurants and ate five portions of food that was eaten by a strong man, and then he felt that the hunger in his stomach disappeared, and it seemed that the energy required for this body transformation was not small.