After leaving Xudu, the first thing Zhang An did was to find the map given to him by Lu Bu and check the nearest village to him.

Fortunately, the nearest village was not far from him, and if he had traveled with all his might, he could have reached it in a quarter of an hour.

Zhang An quickly rushed to the village, and after tying his horse to a dead tree not far from the village, Zhang An slipped into the village in the dark.

It didn't take long for Zhang An to discover the place he was looking for.

A few fat pigs lay asleep on the filthy ground.

Zhang An walked to the fat pig with a wrinkled nose, squatted down and stretched out his hand.

Whether you can survive this catastrophe smoothly, or do you want to become a murderer and a villain's nemesis, it's all in one fell swoop!

Zhang An secretly prayed for himself and put his hand on the fat pig's body full of sludge.

After waiting for a while, the fat pig was still sleeping peacefully.

"Could it be that this ability only works on people?" Zhang An was distressed, "Do you really want to sneak into Xu Du's prison?"

Zhang An, who did not give up, waited for another moment, but there was still no movement.

Just when Zhang An let out a long sigh and was about to withdraw his hand, and then plan how to return to Xu Du and enter the prison, a faint point of light lit up on his right chest near his heart.

The point of light only lit up slightly, and then dimmed again, and at the same time, Zhang An only felt a strong suction force erupt from his body, instantly extracting the fat pig in front of him.

Zhang An was stunned to watch the fat pig quickly become shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into a pile of white bones, and he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead with his left hand.

The power of this ability seems to be even more powerful than I imagined.

But fortunately, as long as it is a living thing, it can extract its vitality, which saves itself a lot of trouble.

After devouring the vitality of a fat pig, Zhang An not only did not feel better, but instead felt a strong sense of hunger.

His eyes glowed green, and he walked towards the few fat pigs that were left unaware of the impending disaster.

After a while, Zhang An looked at the pile of white bones on the ground, took out a string of copper coins from the coil that Lu Bu gave him and put it on the ground, and continued to look for the next target.

He was busy all night, until it was almost dawn, when Zhang An devoured all the livestock that could be found in the village, but he still felt a sense of hunger.

"How so. Zhang An folded his fingers and calculated, "Nearly twenty pigs, more than twenty chickens, is it not enough? How much do you have to devour to be satisfied?"

It's actually quite simple.

First of all, Zhang An's vitality is indeed too consumed, and a person like Zhang An, who cultivates like Zhang An, has so much vitality in his body that he is afraid that ordinary hundred people together cannot be compared, and only forty or fifty animals are still a little short of meeting Zhang An's requirements.

Secondly, it is still linked to Zhang An's cultivation. Whether it is forging the body or practicing qi, it is a process of constantly eliminating one's own impurities and making oneself more refined. Zhang An's vitality has been tempered in the process of cultivation, and the quality is extremely high, but how can the purity of the vitality of those ordinary livestock be comparable to Zhang An?

But fortunately, Zhang An didn't have a headache for too long.

Zhang An devoured a lot of life force in one go, and under the stimulation of external forces, the stone successfully completed the process of toxin refining.

A warm current emerged from Zhang An's place close to his heart, flowing down Zhang An's meridians to his whole body.

Although the amount of warm current fed back by this stone is not large, it is better than being pure enough, Zhang An stood in place in a daze, and it didn't take long for a disgusting black substance to emerge on his body.

These are all toxins in Zhang An's body, and they were driven out of Zhang An's body under the drive of the warm current.

By the time the warm current is completely gone, all the toxins in the body have been removed.

Zhang An only felt relaxed, and even the qi was running a little smoother than usual.

Frowning and glancing at the clothes on his body, Zhang An looked around, and when the village was just beginning to move, he touched the courtyard of a family and dragged down a few clothes, borrowed his water tank to quickly clean up his body, and then left a little money and quickly evacuated.

After Zhang An left, the people of the village gradually walked out of the house, and then they were surprised to find that their livestock had turned into a pile of bones, and there were enough copper coins left on the ground.

When the village chief sent someone to report the case to Xudu, but could not find out the reason, the legend began to spread in the village that an evil spirit once passed through this place and devoured the livestock raised by the villagers.

Zhang An naturally didn't know the follow-up of this incident, and at this time he was riding on his horse refreshed, looking at the map given by Lu Bu, while comparing the map with the direction of the stone in his mind.

After a while, Zhang An put away the map and walked towards the nearest stone.

Although most of the coils that Lu Bu gave him were left in the village as compensation, Zhang An was not worried at all.

After all, the toxins have been removed at this moment, and the physical condition has fully recovered, are you still afraid that you won't be able to get enough money?

The complacent Zhang An only felt that the world was so beautiful.

And it didn't take long for Zhang An's mood to be more comfortable.

He saw a man in black lying on the side of the road.

When he drove forward, he realized that the man in black was a young assassin who had repeatedly caused trouble for him.

Although I don't know why the wizard disappeared without a trace, and why the young man fainted on the side of the road, it did not prevent Zhang Anxin from feeling a sense of revenge that would finally be avenged.

Zhang An jumped off the horse and carefully stabbed the young man lying on his back with his long sword with a sheathed sword, his eyes closed tightly and his face pale.

The young man didn't move, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling slightly, Zhang An would have thought he was dead.

Standing next to the fainting young man, Zhang An was worried.

He suddenly didn't know what to do with the teenager.

If you kill him with a knife while he is unconscious, it seems that it is too cheap for him, and he has no pleasure.

has seen the elusive body of the young man, and Zhang An has no confidence that he will be able to restrain the young man after he wakes up.

Although this place is not far from Xudu, it may be a good idea to bring the boy back to Xudu, but Zhang An can't explain why he is in a good state overnight, even though he is dying.

After thinking for a while, Zhang An decided to tie up the young man first, looking at his serious injury and waiting to die, he was afraid that he would not wake up for a while.

Perhaps, if you don't have to do it yourself, this guy will die in a coma

Zhang An clumsily tore the excess clothes into strips and rolled them into ropes.

After pulling the rope outward with both hands and testing whether it was firm, Zhang An walked towards the young man.

Unexpectedly, just as Zhang An approached the young man, the young man's eyes suddenly opened, jumped up from the ground, and took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed Zhang An.

However, at this time, Zhang An was in a good state, and without Lu Lingqi in his arms, the young man was seriously injured and dying, and Zhang An knocked off the dagger in the young man's hand with an effortless slap.

The boy quickly dodged back, then took out two daggers from his bosom and held them in his hands.

The young man bowed slightly, staring at Zhang An with a pair of yellow eyes like beasts.

At this time, Zhang An discovered that the young man's right arm, which was cut off by himself, had grown back.

Zhang An was really surprised, even with his current cultivation and the vigorous vitality that was naturally different from ordinary people, he didn't dare to say that he could try to be reborn with a broken limb, but this young man could do it.

What is the origin of this young man?

Zhang An couldn't help but carefully look at the young man opposite.

Compared with the barbarians with thick bones and rough appearance, the delicate and thin boy is more like a native of the Central Plains.

However, if you put aside the appearance and just look at the temperament, the boy is more like a beast, and there is no "human" smell on him.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang An couldn't help but speak, "At least let me know your name, right?"

Zhang An's questioning was only exchanged for a low roar that seemed to be squeezed out of the boy's throat.

"Can't communicate in words?" Zhang An's tone became cold, "You took advantage of the danger last night, today I see what you do!"

Zhang An walked towards the boy step by step.

His speed is not fast, but it is very steady, and while he is stepping down, Zhang An's momentum is also rising.

The young man faced Zhang An, who was approaching step by step, and kept letting out a low roar, as if he was a little uneasy.

Although he was staring at Zhang An, the corner of his eye was looking around.

"Want to run?" Zhang An widened his eyes, "Today, the new hatred and the old hatred are counted together!"

Zhang An did not have the slightest sense of guilt in the face of a seriously injured and strong enemy.

Last night, the young man was highly poisonous and dagger, almost playing him to death, Zhang An decided to break all the bones of the young man today, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Just when Zhang An was about to walk in front of the young man, the young man finally made a move.

He leaned down and gripped the dagger, his muscles tense.

"Huh!" the young man kicked the ground, shooting at Zhang An like an arrow from the string, and the dagger in both hands waved quickly, turning into a silver light, stabbing towards the various vital points on Zhang An's body.

Zhang An sneered, faced the young man, and inhaled deeply.

Just when the young man's dagger was about to fall on Zhang An's body, Zhang An shouted, and a faint sword shadow erupted from Zhang An's mouth, heading straight for the young man's eyebrows.

At the same time, Zhang An stretched out his hands with a faint aura, ignoring the daggers that the young man was waving rapidly, and grabbed the young man's arms.

However, to Zhang An's surprise, all his attacks failed.

Just as the two were about to make contact, the young man's forward body suddenly trembled, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Then the boy simply fainted and fell to the ground.

The sword shadow that Zhang An spewed out fell into the air and slowly dissipated, turning out to be an air sword.

Yes, this is one of the results of Zhang An's ten months of training at Wang Yue, and he became a sword.

If it weren't for Zhang Anzhong's severe poison last night, his physical strength and energy would have been limited to a very low level, and he would have to worry about Lu Lingqi's safety, where would he be so embarrassed.

Looking at the young man who fainted to the ground, Zhang An sneered, "You still want to lie to me?"

This time, Zhang An didn't walk over, but slashed out a palm in the air.

The sharp energy hit the young man's body, and the young man was hit by Zhang An's palm in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the dazzling black blood continued to flow out of the young man's body, soaking the earth.

"Really dizzy?" Zhang Anhu looked at the young man suspiciously, and waited for a while before cautiously stepping forward.

This time, Zhang An smoothly tied the young man's hands and feet.

After thinking about it, Zhang An stuffed the young man's mouth with a strip of cloth again.

Healing the wounds of a young man? Zhang Anke is not a good person to this point.

It was the boy's luck to survive, and if he died, the boy himself deserved.

Zhang An tied the boy to the horse, and he led the horse towards the destination.