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Episode 1: Pot Chapter 4: It¡¯s delicious

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    Fan Zhuo followed twenty-seven soldiers to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses again.

    When Fan Zhuo approached the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses, he suddenly heard a scream. This scream was definitely not from the corpse. Fan Zhuo was sure that the killing there had already begun.

    Quickly speeding up his pace, Fan Zhuo also clearly saw a cruel scene within sight.

    The power of Mao Zhi was beyond Fan Zhuo's knowledge. The soldiers used swords and guns to fall on Mao Zhi, but there was a clanking sound and could not hurt Mao Zhi at all.

    The terrifying thing about the hairy corpse is not only its invulnerability. In front of it, these strong soldiers are like paper, and they are easily torn apart by the hairy corpse one by one.

    Occasionally, some minced meat will be thrown into the mouth by the corpse and chewed. The scene is extremely bloody and horrible to watch.

    Fan Zhuo couldn't bear such a bloody scene, but he couldn't change it. The only thing he could do now was to open the lid of the magical pot, hoping that the crystal could be condensed even though he was so far away from the battlefield.  .

    When Fan Zhuo opened the lid of the pot, a little light suddenly appeared in the small pot, and then crystals of the same size as before appeared in front of his eyes, as many as twelve!

    Obviously, the number of soldiers killed by Mao Zhi has reached twelve, but Fan Zhuo doesn't care about the number at all. What excites him is that he is so far away and can make crystals condense in the small pot.  This is the state of things.  It seems that I really found a treasure!

    What surprised Fan Zhuo was that among the twenty-seven soldiers, there was actually a master. This man was in his thirties, with a shiny forehead and no eyebrows, giving people a fierce impression.

    The master of this soldier is a martial artist in the middle stage of Life Barrier. He moves around in front of Mao Zhi, dodging the attacks of Mao Zhi back and forth, and is ready to attack. Every time he makes a move, he can knock back Mao Zhi several steps, and the more he moves from Mao Zhi, the more likely he is.  From the staggering steps, it can be seen that it is also seriously injured at this time.

    After nearly an hour of fighting, only one master among the twenty-seven soldiers survived in the end. He was still fighting with the corpse. However, as an ordinary cultivator, he could not get rid of the shackles of physical strength. At this point, the body  The hairy corpse that exists for the sake of "corpse" doesn't have to care about this at all.

    When the strength of each other is about the same, the longer the fight lasts, the more advantageous it will be to Mao Zhi.

    Fan Zhuo could foresee the fate of this master who fought with the corpse. Although he could see that the opponent also wanted to escape, he was unable to escape due to being entangled by the corpse, and his lack of physical strength also made him retreat.

    With one thing going down and the other going up, there is only one fate waiting for the warrior cultivators in the fate barrier realm, and that is death!

    All the remaining soldiers died, leaving Fan Zhuo with twenty-six more crystals in his small pot. Fan Zhuo was waiting for the death of the last powerful martial artist to get one more crystal before leaving.  .

    "Roar¡ª¡ª"

    With a deafening roar, hairs all over the body of the corpse stood up like steel needles. In an instant, it burst out with terrifying speed and hit the cultivator among the soldiers hard.

    You can imagine what would happen if the spikes all over the body hit a person. At the same time, a red crystal formed in Fan Zhuo's small pot.

    The first twenty-six crystals were as crystal clear as jade. Only after the master died, the crystals condensed still contained a bit of blood. This had to make Fan Zhuo suspicious.

    However, Fan Zhuo speculated that this man was different from the previous group of soldiers, and was obviously much higher in strength, so the fact that he condensed different crystals could also be explained.

    Since all twenty-seven soldiers were dead, Fan Zhuo did not need to wait any longer. Just as he was about to leave, something happened that almost frightened him out of his wits.

    The furry corpse actually stared in Fan Zhuo's direction with a pair of bloody eyes, and sprinted towards him at an indescribable speed, which immediately made Fan Zhuo despair.

    The desperate Fan Zhuo can no longer think of resistance. It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t want to live, but that he simply can¡¯t resist!

    Fan Zhuo closed his eyes, waiting for himself to be pierced into a hornet's nest by the sharp thorns on the corpse.  But after a while, the pain he imagined was not felt for a long time. After opening his eyes, Fan Zhuo found strangely that the corpse was kneeling in front of him, with a pair of huge paws on his chest, like a dog  Begging for mercy.

    Mao Shi¡¯s eyes were fixed on the small pot held in Fan Zhuo¡¯s hand. This made Fan Zhuo realize immediately after a brief period of confusion. It seemed that thisThis guy is actually coveting the crystal in this little pot!

    Fan Zhuo tried to pull out a crystal with his nails and threw it out, but Mao Zhi caught it in one bite. The sesame-sized crystal was chewed happily by Mao Zhi. It was covered with hair, and his face only exposed his mouth and eyes.  Everything is full of satisfaction.

    Fan Zhuo seemed to see hope of living. Looking at Mao Zhi with a still unfinished expression, he took out a crystal and threw it out again, but was still caught by Mao Zhi.

    Fan Zhuo¡¯s eyes were bright and he said in surprise:

    "If I give you this crystal, you won't hurt me?"

    But Mao Zhi couldn¡¯t understand what he was saying, he kept wagging his tail and begging for mercy, and Fan Zhuo kept throwing crystal objects into Mao Zhi¡¯s mouth.

    After feeding the hairy corpse twenty crystals from the small pot, Fan Zhuo felt that it would not be a problem if this situation continued. Once all the crystals in the small pot were used up, who could ensure that the hairy corpse would be gone?  Won't hurt yourself?

    Considering this, Fan Zhuo began to retreat slowly, but what troubled him was that Mao Zhi actually followed his steps, step by step.

    Fan Zhuo smiled bitterly, his throat twitching. To be honest, he also wanted to eat a few of these crunchy crystals, but for the sake of his own life, he still suppressed his greed.

    "You can eat as much as you want, as long as you don't eat me, I'll give it to you!"

    Fan Zhuo knew that Mao Zhi couldn't understand, but he still kept mumbling, and he was eager to survive. After all, facing such a ferocious and terrifying guy, no one could treat him calmly and calmly.

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    Fan Zhuo discovered a detail. The gray hair all over the body of the corpse had become much glossier, and his energy had lost its previous sluggishness. Fan Zhuo could conclude that this was all due to the effect of the crystal!

    When Fan Zhuoke took out the last blood-colored crystal, he had a wry smile on his face. He wondered if he would be the next one to eat after using this crystal.

    After just hesitating for a moment, Fan Zhuo finally failed to control his greed and put the last bloody crystal into his mouth

    In his words, you can¡¯t owe your stomach anything before you die!

    He thought about escaping, but could he escape at the speed of the corpse?  I also thought about communicating with the hairy corpse in front of me, but the hairy corpse couldn't understand him at all, and it was like playing the piano to a cow.

    Fan Zhuo hung the small pot on his waist again, spread his hands and said:

    "No more, no more at all! I will eat this one, and I will give the rest to you. If you still have any conscience, don't eat me, just give me a good time!"

    "As soon as Fan Zhuo finished speaking, an indescribable burning sensation suddenly hit his body, limbs and bones. It was as if all the blood in his body turned into red-hot molten iron in an instant, which hurt his heart and bone marrow.

    The blood seemed to be violent, flowing crazily in the body. If Fan Zhuo hadn't been so weak and unable to move, he might have been willing to tear open his own body and release all the blood in his body!

    Fan Zhuo¡¯s head was congested and swollen with blood. He was well aware of his current state and had heard from the village doctor that this feeling was the precursor to a hemorrhagic collapse.

    Just before Fan Zhuo lost consciousness, he saw the corpse approaching him, opening its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and biting him fiercely.

    "Are you going to die?"

    Fan Zhuo's consciousness gradually blurred, and a series of strange scenes flashed through his mind, as if he had traveled across Kyushu in the clouds and enjoyed countless beautiful scenery; for a while, he fought fiercely with others, and finally trampled corpses under his feet;

    In the end, Fan Zhuo seemed to be in a dream, dreaming that he was alone and running away wildly. He didn¡¯t know what was chasing behind him, so he only knew how to run away and run with all his life!

    After the last trace of consciousness was lost, Fan Zhuo's mind returned to calm.

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