I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 583 The Farmer and the Snake
"What do you mean, old man?" Zhao Yifan had just taken two steps forward when he suddenly felt that there was danger behind him, so he quickly dodged sideways, and then asked the old man with a frown.

"You actually hid." The old man thought that he would surprise Zhao Yifan and take Zhao Yifan down in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect Zhao Yifan to hide in the past, which made the old man very depressed, staring at Zhao Yifan coldly, and said. "It seems that I still underestimate you."

"But it doesn't matter, I'm afraid you won't be so lucky next time."

The blow failed, the old man didn't care, moved his body, and attacked Zhao Yifan again.

Seeing the old man attacking again, Zhao Yifan frowned slightly.

He saved the old man by himself, and it was fine if the old man didn't appreciate him, but he even attacked him.

Is this the real version of the story of the farmer and the snake?
It seems that it is not easy to be a good person. If you don't do it well, you may lose your life.

Before the old man came to him, he slapped Zhao Yifan directly with his palm.

Zhao Yifan didn't hide this time, but just waved his arm.

The old man only felt an irresistible force coming, and he was directly sent flying.

"You, how can you be so strong." After landing, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and then showed a look of disbelief.

"I was kind enough to save you, but you actually attacked me. It seems that I made a wrong decision to save you. In this case, I can only make up for my mistakes." A cold light flashed in Zhao Yifan's eyes, and then slowly turned to The old man went.

The reason why Zhao Yifan was able to injure the old man so easily was not that Zhao Yifan was too strong, but that there were too many old men.

The old man had been in the blood prison for so long, and his spiritual power had already been melted away. Let alone facing Zhao Yifan at this time, he might not be able to beat even a strong man of the ground level.

It's not far from running out of oil and dying, instead of waiting to die here in peace, he attacked himself instead, which made Zhao Yifan a little angry.

It seems that it is not easy to be a good person. Since the old man is looking for death, Zhao Yifan can only help him.

"No, don't kill me." Sensing Zhao Yifan's killing intent, the old man's face became even paler, and he begged Zhao Yifan for mercy. "I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong."

"Please give me another chance, as long as you don't kill me, you can ask me to do anything."

At this time, the old man was really scared, his face was full of panic.

"Why did you attack me?" Zhao Yifan asked the old man instead of rushing when he walked up to the old man.

"I want to live." The old man knew that he had no choice but to answer truthfully.

"How do you say that?" Zhao Yifan asked a little puzzled.

"I am very clear about my body." The old man explained. "Even if you help me regain my freedom, in my current state, I'm afraid I won't survive a month without spiritual power."

"If you want to survive, you must obtain spiritual power."

"When I was young, I got a book of sorcery, which can supplement my own spiritual power by absorbing other people's spiritual power."

"As long as I can kill and devour your spiritual power, I can live longer."

"I don't actually want to kill you, I just want to live."

After listening to the old man's explanation, Zhao Yifan finally understood that the old man's motive was to survive.

"Are you going to kill your benefactor in order to survive?" Zhao Yifan sneered and said. "With your character, I'm afraid it's not a good thing in the outside world."

"Heartless and unjust, to a beast like you, damn it."

Once he got the answer he wanted, the old man had no need to live.

Zhao Yifan's eyes froze for a moment, and he slapped the old man directly.

"Do not."

The old man made an unwilling voice, and then he fell down.

"If I knew you were such a bastard, I wouldn't have saved you just now." Looking at the old man's body, Zhao Yifan didn't have any sympathy.

"You can't live without doing your own crimes." At this time, Qi Ling's voice suddenly sounded. "You should learn a lesson this time, and don't be a bad person in the future."

"I ask you, do you know that even if I look here, I can't find my master." Zhao Yifan took out the ball and asked Qi Ling.

"That's right." Qi Ling didn't deny it, and said directly. "As long as you are locked in the blood prison, there is only one end, and you can only become a pile of bones here."

"If Yiji is really locked up here, it's impossible for you to save Yiji out."

"Since you know, why didn't you tell me." Qi Ling really knew, Zhao Yifan said full of complaints. "Seeing me fool around here like a fool, don't you find it very enjoyable?"

"Even if I told you, you won't look for it?" Qi Ling said lightly. "Only if you have experienced it yourself, can you know clearly, and you will give up."

"Okay, you're right." Zhao Yifan pouted, a little unhappy. "Then tell me, is it possible for my master to be imprisoned in the blood prison?"

"It's unlikely." Qi Ling pondered for a moment and said. "You should know the reason why the people of the God of Plague Sect want to catch people from Shennong's lineage."

"The people of the Plague God Sect just want to know that the Plague God is sealed here so that they can save the Plague God."

"If all the members of Shennong's lineage are imprisoned in a blood prison and killed, how can they be interrogated? If they can't find out the whereabouts of the God of Plague, will the people of the Plague God Sect let the people of Shennong's lineage die?"

"If you ask me, even if the God of Plague Sect captures people from Shennong's lineage, they will not lock up people from Shennong's lineage here."

Hearing what Qi Ling said, it really makes sense.

In this way, Ye Yizhen was not imprisoned here, nor did Ye Yizhen die.

This made Zhao Yifan very happy, as long as Ye Yizhen didn't die, he would have a chance to save Ye Yizhen.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you this time." Zhao Yifan rolled his eyes and asked Qi Ling. "It's important to do business. Let me ask you how to enter the place where the God of Plague lives."

"I know, you must have a way, save it now!"

"The space on the lower floors is stable. If you want to break it with strength, it may be difficult to do so." Qi Ling said to Zhao Yifan. "However, there is still a way, that is, you need to suffer a little bit."

"I'm not afraid of suffering, just tell me! What is the solution?" Zhao Yifan hurriedly urged.

"Okay, since you want to know, then I'll tell you." Qi Ling said. "Integrate here and penetrate directly to the next layer."

"Integrate here, what do you mean, how to integrate?" Looking for a job with a puzzled look, he asked.

"Use the formation method, use the blood mist in the blood prison, and then turn your body into the blood mist, and go directly to the next floor." Zhao Yifan is really stupid, Qi Ling can only explain.

(End of this chapter)