At this time, my whole body felt extremely uncomfortable, and it was cold and hot. I didn't know what happened or was the consequence of the poisonous insect.

However, I cannot show a little cowardice. In this situation where I almost die, I still hope that death will have some dignity in silence. In addition to the uncertainty of hot and cold, my eyes also began to be congested to see everything, as if it was shrouded in a faint blood color.

But Qin Hainian did not lie to me. When I felt uncomfortable all over, I felt a surge of force exploded all over my body. This force seemed to be out of control, so that the veins on my arms were bulging and the surface of my skin became hot.

Not only that, my originally strong soul power is like boiling sea water at this time, and while it keeps surging, it also rises layer by layer.

And my spirit was also trapped in a strange excitement. This excitement made me anxious to vent my vent and even cover up my fear of death. I just wanted to fight to the death at this last moment.

I clenched my fist in my pocket, then stared at the man who was lofty, and just asked in a low voice: "You keep your word?"

"Do you think I need to lie to you? I care a lot about him, death or life, has no effect on me. Remember, this is my kindness to you, and I do to you," he said in the end, his voice deeper.

"Okay!" At this time, I had something to hesitate to look at the dense crowd that blocked Lao Zhou's body, and then rushed forward without hesitation, and the crowd quickly surrounded me at this time.

With my first punch, the battle finally began. I never knew I had such great strength. Just a simple punch, I smashed the mask of the man in front of me.

Under the mask was an ordinary face. The broken mask fragments cut his forehead and blood flowed down. However, the frenzy in his eyes made him not afraid at all. Instead, he was timid and terrified at me. I didn't dodge at all. When his fist hit me, I had already hugged his body, knees and hit his abdomen.

It turns out that the road that requires blood to be tributed was so fierce at the beginning! And I didn’t have any burden on this group of fanatic people. In their eyes, I could no longer see that the half-human things were just a kind of crazy fanaticism.

The result of no burden is that I punch and kick without any mercy. I don’t care whether the person who suffers the blow is alive or dead. Because at this time, I can’t help but fall into a crazy violence.

"You must remember that our inheritance is special practice and Taoist art, but we must also pay attention to the strength and skills of the body. Because the enemies we face are different, in many cases, not complete magic can solve even in some power. The effect of power is greater than that of magic. But human power has the limit. The pure physical practice method is passed down from witchcraft, but the witchcraft of the ancient witch has been lost, so I." In the fierce hand-to-hand combat, an inexplicable memory emerged in my mind.

This memory is like an elder saying something to his junior. I am sure that there is absolutely no such scene in my memory, and the master has never said such words to me. So where did this memory come from?

A hint of despair appeared on my face. I will not forget Qin Hainian's advice to me. This poisonous insect will make people hallucinate and end up going crazy. If I could go back within an hour, she would have a way, otherwise

Did I start to have hallucinations so soon? At this time, two masked men hugged me desperately. A man wearing a mask rushed forward, holding a knife in his hand that he had found from somewhere.

I kicked the man who rushed over and screamed, fell to the back, knocked a few people over and turned my head, and one of the men holding me was pulled in front of me. I shouted, gritted my teeth, and hit him hard.

With a "bang", another sound of a mask shattering. The masked man I hit fell back silently. This time, I was also pierced by the sharp mask fragments and my face was covered with blood!

But I felt a strange pleasure that I had fought to such a level before I died, so there should be no regrets, and it should be my destiny!

"This time I want to do a big thing to seek strength for you in this world and still get the power against the will of heaven, only the xxx formation." The fierce fight continued.

I don't know how many masked men are around me attacking me one after another. I can't remember how many punches I got and how many kicks I got kicked. I clearly rush my body with blood, and I felt a mouthful of sweet blood blocking my throat, but my strength was endless.

I was holding a handful of steel pipes that I didn't know which masked man snatched from the hand of a man. The sound of waving was trembling with a trembling sound of breaking the wind, but in my eyes was the man sitting high on the chair. I could feel that he was looking at me with playful eyes.

There was still an illusion in my mind that I could not get rid of. The elder was still telling me about his strength. The strength he wanted for me, but I just couldn't see who he was. I couldn't even see the blurry figure clearly. I just felt that my blood was so strong behind him.

I walked forward with difficulty, a silver-white steel pipe had been twisted and deformed during the repeated fights. The originally shiny silver-white was also dyed with a layer of dark red blood dripping down!

I approached Lao Zhou and found out how many people fell within the five-meter range, about a dozen or twenty. Did they kill one of them? I can't tell the difference myself?

My hair was soaked by the heavy rain was dried by the steaming heat and was wet by the boiling sweat again. I just slapped on my forehead and dripped on the floor of the hall. I gasped. At this time, my nose bleeding kept flowing and the blood suppressed in my mouth could no longer be held back. I sprayed out the remaining blood stains on the corner of my mouth.

I never thought I would fight like this ten days ago? Maybe I can't remember it, I'm still a leisurely young owner of an antique shop!

But time cannot be returned. My life is in a blink of an eye and I am already trapped in this kind of disaster that is completely free from the ordinary life before. I am only left with instinct.

"Well, there is a little bit of the style recorded before, but this is far from it, it is just the lowest level of hand-to-hand combat." In this silent, only dullness left, the "battlefield" of the flesh hitting the flesh, a sudden sound rang out.

It was the first masked man. He stood aside without participating in it, watching the battle from afar under the stairs where the tall man was.

The reason why I didn't look at it was his voice, just because his gloomy voice was too sad and it was a cold poisonous snake.

With a "thump", there were a few more minutes of high-intensity battles. There was almost no one beside me, but I suddenly fell to one knee and fell to the ground. At this time, Lao Zhou was less than three meters away from me, and he was confused. Although his eyes were open, his eyes were out of focus, which means that his mind was not clear at all.

I supported my body with a steel pipe and felt something sticky and greasy all over my body surrounding me. I didn't have to look at it, it was a unique feeling of sweat mixed with blood.

"You are my descendant. No matter how other people in the world judge our cold blood, you must remember that what we insist on is justice, what we protect is the ethnic group, we are destined to be lonely, but we have accepted our fate, so we cannot regret the child. Come here, the inheritance belongs to you has been the first person since ancient times, and you have obtained completeness." In my mind, the hallucination was still chattering, saying things I don't understand.

It was still in a bloody color, and the figure that could not be seen clearly felt like there was a kind of vicissitudes of being incomprehensible.

"Old Zhou Lao Zhou" I whispered to my friend. Even if I took ginseng tablets in advance, I still used the poisonous insects that Qin Hainian gave me. I felt that I was about to run out of it.

So my hand holding the steel pipe tightly was trembling and trying hard to support my body. I walked towards Lao Zhou with only three meters away, and I could save him.

I was very happy that the fight that was looked down upon by the gloomy man successfully suppressed the remaining five or six men in black. They saw me kneeling down, and stood up again, and hesitated not to come forward.

Or maybe they just wanted to watch me, there was another reason?

But I can't care so much. In my eyes, Lao Zhou, who is getting closer and closer to me. In my hallucinations, I am a friend who is destined to be lonely and makes me less lonely. How important should my brother be to me?
Chapter completed!