It was pitch black outside the house and silent.

After a long time, Zhou Fan retracted his gaze from outside. He tried to slowly raise his hands, but soon his hands drooped without hesitation.

Zhou Fan showed a wry smile on his face. This was already very good. If it were just now, even a single finger could not move.

If the man in black returns or curses a ghost, Zhou Fan will not have any power to fight back.

The sequelae of taking Dali Dan made him lose his strength. However, if he did not take Dali Dan, his strength tripled, and nearly 10,000 kilograms of strength, how could he beat the man in black who was in the explosion?

After a while, my body was still weak, but at least my hands could be lifted up.

Zhou Fan looked at the tip of the sword and broken arm on the table. The tip of the sword was the most common sword tip. The red blood from the broken arm penetrated into the table, causing the room to wake up with a faint blood. He also held another cut-off sword hilt in his right palm.

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and tried very hard to break the hilt of the sword held by the broken arm. He untied the two small flame talismans on the broken sword. There was still a lot of talisman power left. After he put away the two small flame talismans, he put the two pieces of the broken swords together.

The long swords that were put together were very ordinary long swords. Zhou Fan just glanced at them for a few times and did not look again, but focused his attention on the broken arm.

He picked up his broken arm and looked at it carefully. His broad palms were covered with calluses. This should be the man's palm, and there were no other obvious characteristics on the back of his hand.

Zhou Fan looked at the broken arm and thought for a while before putting down the broken arm and sneered. He cut off one of his arm, so he could no longer hide it.

If Zhou Fan was a man in black, and was alone, then the most important thing was to escape from the village immediately and save his life.

Zhou Fan thought of various possibilities, and his eyes and fatigue appeared between his eyebrows and eyes. His strength recovered. 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 but hum a pain. When he broke through the wooden door and flew out of the house, he injured the bone on his back, but he kept trying to endure the pain.

He turned over and crawled into the bed, looked outside and whispered: "Brother, I want to sleep for a while. If someone comes, call me."

The old dog whined and responded to Zhou Fan. The dog's vision was very poor, but the dog always relied on its keen sense of smell and hearing to distinguish it, and even the darkness had little impact on it.

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

Lying under the bed is to prevent accidents. In this way, even if the enemy really comes, he can rely on his brother's vigilance and the position under the bed to have enough sleep reaction time.

Why not find a safe place to sleep?

There is no safe place, and the curse ghost can sense where he is, and considering the first time the man in black appeared, he guessed that the man in black might have a special way to find him.

Since that's the case, don't waste time looking for a place. Zhou Fan thought about it in his mind and confirmed that the problem was not big, he closed his eyes.

Zhou Fan opened his eyes as if he felt something, and a ball of gray mist floated past his eyes.

Before Zhou Fan could smile on his face, he looked ahead and looked astonished.

On the deck not far in front of him was a blood-red coffin. The blood-red coffin was exactly the same as the one in Xiaoqiu Lake. There was blood flowing down from the surface of the arc-shaped coffin and spreading everywhere.

Why does the blood corpse coffin of Xiaoqiu Lake appear in the Huihe space?

Zhou Fan looked at the blood-red coffin and his face gradually calmed down. He walked towards the coffin, his feet stomped 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 seriously. Then he gently patted the coffin surface with his hands. The blood on the coffin surface was splashed and the blood on the coffin surface was dyed bright red.

"Hey, come out." Zhou Fan said while slapping the coffin surface.

The lid of the coffin moved slowly, and then was pushed away by the things inside. The fog sat up from the coffin. He raised his hands and stretched out and said, "You came later than I thought, but how did you guess I was lying in the coffin?"

Zhou Fan said with a cold face: "There have always been only you and me on the ship. Even if the blood corpse coffin is a black complaint, it is impossible for him to have such great ability to follow me into the Huihe space. If it has this ability, I will just wait for death, so you can only pretend to be a god."

Wu smiled and said, "It's boring. Sometimes you're too smart, but it's much less fun."

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

Otherwise, this cannot explain why Wu could make such a coffin? If Wu could really see what he was doing, it means that he was watching Wu every moment, which made Zhou Fan feel very uncomfortable.

No one wants to live under the surveillance of others every moment!

Wu shook her head and said, "No, but every time you enter the state here, I will know that you are hit by the Eye Curse of the Blood Corpse."

Zhou Fan pondered, thinking that he was considering the fact that Wu was true or false.

The fog crawled out of the coffin, and the blood on the ground quickly turned into gray mist and dissipated.

The blood stained on Zhou Fan's hands and feet also disappeared, as if he had just seen an illusion, but he didn't think this method was too much used by fog.

The fog waved his sleeves, and the fog condensed into square tables and chairs. He pulled over the chair and sat down and said, "I think I'll have business tonight, right?"

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

This is the most important purpose of Zhou Fan's sleeping at such a time and risking his life to enter the Huihe space.

He could not rely entirely on the people coming from Tianliang. What if the masters coming from Liang that day could not beat the blood corpse coffin?

Or maybe the Blood Corpse Coffin left before Master Liang came that day, or maybe the Blood Corpse Coffin could defeat the Blood Corpse Coffin but could not kill the Blood Corpse Coffin and let it escape, what should I do?
Chapter completed!