"Stab~" A big tongue licked Li Huowang's red cheek, licking off a large piece of his newly grown skin.
The severe pain felt like being brushed against his face, forcing Li Huowang to open his eyes again.
Li Huowang looked around blankly and found that he was still in the dead town, but there were quite a few collapsed houses.
After I passed out yesterday, a lot of things seemed to have happened.
It is already bright at this moment, and looking at the position of the sun in the west, it looks like I have been lying here all day.
"Hmm~" Mantou kept shouting around Li Huowang, as if he wanted to get closer but didn't dare to.
Only then did Li Huowang realize something strange about his body.
Last night, I was burned from the inside out by the flames. Logically speaking, I was already dead and could not die anymore.
But now I am very much not dead. The blackened shell has fallen off and my body is covered with a thin layer of skin.
"It seems that my recovery ability has increased again. No, it's not just my recovery ability, it's a comprehensive amplification."
Li Huowang looked down at his red body, as if he had been burned and thought.
All the clothes on his body have been burned.
Fortunately, neither the "Da Qian Lu", nor the long sword, nor the iron torture instruments were damaged by the flames.
I stood up staggeringly, feeling the breeze hurt my body.
Li Huowang, who was completely naked, wandered throughout the dead town with a dog.
After walking around a few times, he found new clothes in an old clothing store full of spider webs.
After passing through the headless skeleton shop behind the counter, Li Huowang found a blue Taoist robe and put it on his body. He then tore off a large piece of fabric to wrap up all the things in his arms.
The new and delicate skin was easily scratched by the cloth, and little "peach blossoms" gradually spread on the Taoist robe.
The flesh and blood were stuck together with the skin. Every time he moved, Li Huowang felt pain like a knife. Every time he moved, it was like being tortured.
He found a long stool in the old clothing store and sat on it shakily, quietly waiting for his skin to completely grow back.
Li Huowang was waiting in the old clothes store full of clothes. As time passed little by little, the entire old clothes store gradually became dark.
The old clothes hanging on the beams in the house, against the backdrop of darkness, seemed like rows of hanged ghosts hanging there.
The breeze blew from nowhere, and the clothes began to sway gently, making the whole room look particularly eerie.
"Woof! Woof woof!!" Steamed Bun barked at the swaying clothes, while shrinking timidly under Li Huowang's stool.
"Shh, don't scream. There are no ghosts in this world. If people die, there will be nothing. Otherwise, they would have come to me to claim their lives." Li Huowang murmured to himself as he gently stroked the bun's head with his hand.
Steamed Bun gradually calmed down and licked Li Huowang's palm with his tongue.
When, as expected, it licked Li Huowang's skin all over again, it immediately didn't dare to lick it anymore and looked at Li Huowang with guilt in its eyes.
Li Huowang ignored the wound and began to check the bun's injury. He carefully pressed his hand gently on the kicked abdomen.
The blood at the corner of his mouth proved that Steamed Bun was indeed injured, but judging from the fact that he could run from the mountain to the town below, the injury was not serious.
If Jiang Yingzi really wanted to kill a dog, it would be absolutely easy. There is only one reason why Steamed Bun is not dead.
Because she is still kind-hearted and does not want to kill Steamed Bun, even if the dog recognizes its enemy as its master.
"Yingzi..." In the dark old clothes shop, Li Huowang looked at the slightly swaying clothes in front of him in a daze.
At this moment, he thought a lot.
Suddenly, he stood up regardless of his sore skin.
Li Huowang walked up to the headless old clothes shop owner, picked him up and walked out of the house.
The long sword that cut through iron like clay was once again used as a shovel to start digging holes.
A large pit quickly formed. Li Huowang arranged the head and headless skeleton found in the old clothes shop and reburied them with soil.
A door panel was removed. Li Huowang wanted to carve words, but found that he had long forgotten how to write those words.
Finally, he simply used the tip of his sword to carve out a pattern of clothing and inserted it in front of the grave.
Immediately afterwards, Li Huowang turned around and walked into another room and took out the bodies of a mother and daughter.
Skeletons were buried one after another, and tombstones with patterns were erected.
When the skin has not grown well and is constantly rubbed by clothes, it will be completely rotten in a few times.
After being blessed with a keen sense of pain, this is undoubtedly similar to Ling Chi.
But Li Huowang didn't pause at all. The more pain his body felt, the better he felt inside.
As Li Huowang continued to move, the Taoist robes on his body gradually turned dark red again.
When Li Huowang walked into a bungalow again, he was stunned. There was a bamboo cradle inside.
Seeing that thing, he was a little afraid to go there at the moment.
"Haha... Compared with you, am I not a saint?" A familiar voice sounded like thunder in Li Huowang's ears.
He suddenly turned his head and saw his three-headed Danyangzi standing on the rubble of the opposite house looking at him.
Looking at the half-smiling smiles of the three heads, Li Huowang seemed to instantly feel that he was in an ice cave.
The next second, Li Huowang moved. He ignored Danyangzi on the roof, but slowly turned his head and walked towards the mountains in the distance.
He walked slowly at first, then jogged, and finally just gritted his teeth and ran, with blood dripping from his body scattered all the way.
"Explain to me! What is going on! Why is Danyangzi still there!!"
In the bright cave, surrounded by a group of Aojing disciples, the panting Li Huowang, with blood on his face, asked loudly at the several caves on the wall in front of him.
An old voice came from one of the caves. "My friend, everything is over between us. Your master has long since passed away. We have not seen the slightest bit of him in you."
At this moment, Li Huowang's pupils shrank to an extremely small size, and he pointed towards a hole with trembling fingers.
"Then tell me what that is? What is that! Are you all blind? What the hell! He has a greater influence on me now! He can appear at any time! This thing has not been eradicated at all!!"
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Then Li Huowang seemed to see something again, and suddenly took a breath of cold air, "No! Even Jiang Yingzi is here! She is by Danyangzi's side now!"
As soon as these words came out, all the Aojing sect members around were surprised, and even Li Huowang himself felt that something was wrong.
Danyangzi exists because she cultivates immortality, but what happened to Jiang Yingzi? She didn’t cultivate immortality!
Li Huowang's eyes stared straight at the woman in the distance who had severed hands and feet, and her body was covered in blood and flesh, and his head was buzzing.
At this moment, she was still staring at herself with extremely hateful eyes.
"Little friend, we have said before that we only need to expel your master, but we have no control over those bizarre illusions you have in your mind."
This chapter has been completed!