Chapter 48 Your blood is

Chapter 48 Your blood is

"Archive!"

Zhuo Bufan, Duan Xinghe and the others stood outside an ancient mansion.

In this dark, messy, overgrown house, there is the target of their mission, Ouyang Ao.

We are about to face the big boss. It is very important to save in time. This has become Zhuo Bufan's conditioned reflex.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at Duan Xinghe, who had changed into a suit tonight.

He wears an off-white leather jacket and brown trousers, and wears a black cloak on his shoulders. Two small armored shoulders were stretched out like two small wings, which looked very weird.

"Hey, this is the Flying Eagle suit, which cost me five hundred spiritual stones. It is a set of three talismans that can enhance my body skills. The most important thing is that it can fly short distances."

"This target is a bit powerful. If you can't defeat it, you must at least be able to run away."

Duan Xinghe bought this set of talisman equipment specifically for the purpose of escaping. Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

"Okay, according to the plan, you two will wait for my instructions outside the yard. Put your telescoping snails in my ears."

Zhuo Bufan and Duan Xinghe used sound-transmitting snails to communicate.

After the two heard this, they each took out their own sound-transmitting snails. Zhuo Bufan then took a deep breath and jumped into the courtyard.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had lived there for many years.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan suddenly saw a flickering red light coming from the east wing not far away.

"As expected, I'm practicing."

Seeing this situation, Zhuo Bufan began to move slowly towards that room.

Arriving outside the door, Zhuo Bufan saw a scene that shocked him through the broken window paper.

In the room, a middle-aged man with a beard on his upper lip was sitting upright on the bed with bleeding from all his orifices.

A billowing blood-red aura emanated from him, lingering like clouds and mist.

The face with bleeding from all its orifices, coupled with the flickering light, looked creepy.

"Is he Ouyang Ao?" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes.

After identifying the target person, he picked up the shadowless crossbow and began to concentrate the death energy on the arrow nest.

As a result, as soon as he got lucky, Ouyang Ao in the room suddenly noticed it.

"who?"

"What's wrong!" Zhuo Bufan turned around and was about to run away, but an iron claw with an iron rope flew out from the room.

That's Ouyang Ao's talisman weapon, Flying Blood Claw!

The flying blood claw seemed to have eyes as it grabbed Zhuo Bufan's left shoulder with a pop.

The sharp iron claws pierced Zhuo Bufan's skin directly and grabbed his collarbone. Then he violently pulled him back.

Zhuo Bufan only felt a tearing pain in his left shoulder. In the next second, he flew backwards, smashed the wooden window, and landed in the house with a bang, falling in front of Ouyang Ao.

"Ahem!"

Zhuo Bufan was seriously injured by this claw, and the pain was heartbreaking.

Looking at Ouyang Ao again, he saw Zhuo Bufan lying on the ground, a devilish and terrifying look flashed in his eyes.

"It's Siji Shanhe's lackey again. It seems that Huoyun City can't stay here."

"You're here just in time. I'll use your blood to treat my injuries."

As soon as Ouyang Ao finished speaking, he used the flying blood claw to lift Zhuo Bufan up. Only then did Zhuo Bufan see that the flying blood claw was not only Ouyang Ao's talisman weapon, it was also Ouyang Ao's right hand.

The entire iron claw was severed from Ouyang Ao's right wrist, and then flew out.

"Robot, do you want it to be so high-tech?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't have time to complain, because Ouyang Ao had already started to use his power, preparing to suck Zhuo Bufan's blood.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

Zhuo Bufan was hung up, and wounds suddenly opened on his skin, as if he had been cut open by an invisible knife.

Blood flowed out from his wound and then gathered towards Ouyang Ao.

Between the two people, a blood-colored rainbow bridge was set up, and thousands of blood threads were intertwined and converged on Ouyang Ao's body.

"That's almost it. Do you want to call someone?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't scream from the beginning to the end because he wanted to stay calm and send a signal to Duan Xinghe and the others.

But at this moment, Ouyang Ao suddenly shouted first.

"Ahhhh..."

"What's going on, what's going on? Your blood, your blood is poisonous?"

Ouyang Ao yelled, and the blood that originally flowed into Zhuo Bufan's body actually swallowed his blood.

If Ouyang Ao's blood is like a vicious dog, then Zhuo Bufan's blood is simply a greedy glutton.

At first, it was Ouyang Ao who was devouring Zhuo Bufan's blood, but now it was reversed, and Zhuo Bufan's blood actually started devouring the blood in Ouyang Ao's body.

Zhuo Bufan could clearly feel that his own blood was swallowing Ouyang Ao's blood bit by bit. To it, it is not the same kind, but food.

That's right, Ouyang Ao's blood is food and supplement to Zhuo Bufan's blood.

"Damn it, let me go, let me go!"

Ouyang Ao wanted to get rid of Zhuo Bufan, but the bloody rainbow bridge he actively released has been established. Unless all the blood of the target creature is sucked dry, it is impossible to get rid of it.

"What is this, the blood-burning magical skill?"

Zhuo Bufan was enjoying the pleasure of swallowing Ouyang Ao's blood. He stood in the air with his eyes closed. He actually realized the blood-burning magic that Ouyang Ao had practiced from the blood he swallowed.

"What's going on? Some of my meridians are actually beating."

Zhuo Bufan was surprised to find that after swallowing Ouyang Ao's blood, some of his meridians were actually stirring.

Zhuo Bufan simply followed the beating of those meridians and began to circulate the life and death in his body.

As a result, he magically found that the blood in his body began to boil with hot blood.

And it was not just boiling, it was more like burning.

His whole body turned red, as if he was in a sauna, and steam was emitting from his whole body. Outside his body, there was a faint red light.

Ouyang Ao, who was being sucked blood, was dumbfounded after seeing this scene.

His whole body was almost sucked dry, and his two eyes were about to fall out of the skull.

"Burning Blood Divine Art, my Burning Blood Divine Art? Who are you? No, no, no..."

Ouyang Ao stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuo Bufan. That hand became extremely dry and bloodless.

Looking at Zhuo Bufan again, he looked like an alchemy furnace that was about to explode.

"Fuck, is this the feeling of power? I feel invincible, I am invincible."

Zhuo Bufan laughed foolishly. This was the first time he was so excited since he came to this world.

He actually learned it inexplicably. He shouldn't have mastered the Burning Blood Divine Art.

You know, the meridians for practicing the Burning Blood Divine Art are not in Zhuo Bufan's physique, but his life and death body can automatically understand and deduce the Burning Blood Divine Art practiced with the Life and Death Mysterious Body.

"Burning!"

Zhuo Bufan shouted wildly in his heart. He didn't expect that his blood would have such ability.

All along, he has been extremely troubled by creating his own skills.

But now, he doesn't need to think hard anymore, because his blood can help him get any technique he wants.

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha..."

Zhuo Bufan was laughing wantonly, and the Ouyang Ao in front of him had already been sucked dry. The whole person turned into a dry skeleton, sitting on the bed, and died.

"Old Zhuo, Old Zhuo? Are you crazy, old Zhuo?"

"No, go in quickly, old Zhuo is almost tortured crazy by Ouyang Ao."

Through the sound transmission conch, Duan Xinghe and the others heard Zhuo Bufan's crazy pig-like laughter.

When they rushed into the yard and rushed into the room, they saw that Ouyang Ao had turned into a dry body lying on the bed.

And Zhuo Bufan had returned to his original state, standing on the ground, with a smile on his face that no one could understand.

"Boy, who are you, who are you?"

Knowing that the soul is immortal, Ouyang Ao's soul had not yet flown out of the body, and was captured by Duan Xinghe in time and put into the soul bottle.

The action was done in one go, but it was totally different from the plan!

The arrogant Ouyang Ao died inexplicably. What happened just now?

Duan Xinghe looked at Zhuo Bufan and found that he was still laughing foolishly!

"Haha, haha, hahaha..."

Isn't it unexpected that the protagonist is not dead!