Weird World of Immortality

It was dark and silent outside.

After a long time, Zhou Fan withdrew his gaze from the outside. He tried to slowly raise his hands, but soon his hands fell out of control.

A wry smile appeared on Zhou Fan's face, which was already very good. If it were just now, he couldn't move a single finger.

At this time, if the man in black goes and returns, or if the cursed ghost comes over, Zhou Fan will not have any power to fight back.

The sequelae of taking Dali Dan made him lose his strength, but if he didn't take Dali Dan, his strength tripled, nearly ten thousand pounds of strength, how could he beat the man in black who was in the explosive stage?

After a while, his body was still in a weak state, but he was able to raise his hands anyway.

Zhou Fan looked at the tip of the sword and the broken arm on the table. The tip of the sword was the most common tip of the sword. The red blood of the broken arm seeped on the table, causing a faint blood to wake up in the room, and the right palm was holding another cut. hilt.

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and struggled to break the hilt of the sword held by the broken arm. He untied the two small flame talismans on the broken sword. The small flame talisman still had a lot of talisman power, so he put away the two small flame talismans. Afterwards, the two truncated swords were joined together.

The long sword that was put together was a very common standard long sword. Zhou Fan just glanced at it a few times, then didn't look at it again, but focused his attention on the broken arm.

He picked up the broken arm and looked at it carefully. His broad palm was covered with calluses. It should be the palm of a man. There were no other obvious features on the back of the hand.

Zhou Fan looked at the broken arm and thought for a while, then put down the broken arm and sneered. He cut off an arm of the other party, so he could no longer hide it.

If Zhou Fan was a man in black, if he was alone, he would be exposed and injured. The most important thing was to escape from the village and save his life.

Zhou Fan thought about all kinds of possibilities, a look of exhaustion appeared between his eyebrows and his strength recovered a little, he stood up, blew out the oil lamp, and the room became dark.

When Zhou Fan was lying on the ground, he couldn't help groaning in pain. When he broke through the wooden door and flew out of the house just now, he injured the bones in his back, but he just kept holding back the pain.

He rolled over and got under the bed, looked outside and said softly, "Dude, I'm going to sleep for a while, call me when someone comes."

The old dog responded to Zhou Fan with a low whine. The dog's eyesight is very poor, but the dog has always been distinguished by its keen sense of smell and hearing. Even the dark night has little effect on it.

He dared to sleep because Master Mao Fu said that curse ghosts would not come too often. He just let him kill one, and the next one will take a long time at least. As for the man in black, the possibility of turning back is also very low.

Lying under the bed is to prevent accidents, so even if the enemy really comes, he can rely on his brother's vigilance and the position at the bottom of the bed to have enough time to wake up.

Why don't you find a safe place to sleep?

There is no safe place, the cursed ghost can sense where he is, and considering the situation where the man in black appeared for the first time, he guessed that the man in black also has a special way to find him.

In this case, don't waste time looking for a place, Zhou Fan thought about it in his heart, and after confirming that the problem was not big, he closed his eyes.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes when he felt something, and a cloud of gray mist drifted past his eyes.

Standing on the deck, Zhou Fan didn't have time to show a smile on his face. He looked ahead with a look of astonishment on his face.

There was a blood-red coffin on the deck not far in front of him. The blood-red coffin was exactly the same as the one in Xiaoqiu Lake. There was blood flowing down the curved surface of the coffin, spreading everywhere.

Why did the blood corpse coffin of Xiaoqiu Lake appear in the Grey River space?

Zhou Fan looked at the blood-red coffin, his face gradually calmed down, he walked towards the coffin, his feet stepped on the sticky blood.

But Zhou Fan didn't care. When he walked to the coffin, he looked at the coffin with blood flowing down, and then patted the coffin surface with his hands. The blood on the surface of the coffin splashed with his palm, and it was also dyed. Red.

"Hey, come out." Zhou Fan said while patting the face of the coffin.

The lid of the coffin moved slowly, and then was pushed open by the contents inside. Wu sat up from the coffin. He raised his hands and stretched his waist lazily: "You came later than I thought, but you are How did you guess I was in the coffin?"

Zhou Fan said with a cold face: "It has always been you and me on the boat. Even if the blood corpse coffin is a black grudge, it is impossible to follow me into the gray river space. If it has this ability, then I'm just waiting to die~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so you can only play tricks."

Wu smiled and said, "It's boring, sometimes being too shrewd can lead to a lot less fun."

Zhou Fan glanced at the coffin and frowned, "Can you see what I'm doing during the day?"

Otherwise, this can't explain why the fog can make such a coffin? If the fog can really see what he is doing, it means that he is under the gaze of the fog all the time, which makes Zhou Fan feel very uncomfortable.

No one wants to live under the surveillance of others all the time!

Wu shook his head and said, "No, but every time you enter this state, I will know. Of course, I know that you are under the eye curse of the blood corpse coffin."

Zhou Fan pondered, thinking that Wu's words were somewhat true or false.

The fog climbed out of the coffin, and the **** coffin and the blood on the ground quickly turned into gray mist and dispersed.

The blood stained on Zhou Fan's hands and feet also disappeared, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion, but he saw that this method was used a lot, so he was not surprised.

Mist waved his sleeves, the mist condensed into a square table and chairs, he pulled over the chair and sat down and said, "I think I will have a business tonight, right?"

Zhou Fan frowned slightly, he sighed and said, "It seems that you already know that I have been hit by an eye curse, can you lift it?"

This is the most important purpose of Zhou Fan's sleeping and risking his way into the Grey River space at this moment.

It is impossible for him to completely rely on the person who came from Tianliangli. What if the expert who came from Tianliangli couldn't beat the blood corpse coffin?

Or maybe the blood corpse left before the master of Tianliang came, or maybe the master of Tianliang could defeat the blood corpse but couldn't kill the blood corpse and let it escape, then what should we do?

It would be too stupid to just pin your hopes on the Tianliang master.