After the banging of the door, the cold atmosphere outside the corridor seemed to be cut off for a moment. The tree vines that had stretched to the limit could not be extended again, so they could only retract reluctantly and gave up the opportunity to pursue.
Meng Fan rolled several times in a row until all his strength was gone. Then he struggled to support the ground with his hands and slowly climbed up.
The burning wound on his back caused Meng Fan's facial features to twist together in pain. The power of the tree demon was so powerful that even though it was as strong as Meng Fan, it couldn't help but vomit blood after it proved to have withstood a blow.
He stood up with difficulty, looked at Sun Ling who was lying on the ground with a cold face, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and swallowed the curse words back into his stomach.
Sun Ling also knew that she was in trouble, so she quickly left Ma Yang and got up, hurried to Meng Fan's side, and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, it was me who got you into trouble, I just, just..."
"There's no need to say anything. Just guard that door and don't let any vines in."
Meng Fan was very tired. Compared with the injuries on his body, his heart was even more tired. This series of pig teammates had made him exhausted physically and mentally.
Sun Ling knew she was in the wrong, so she could only bite her red lips silently, and hurriedly blocked the iron door with her body. She didn't forget to turn around and said to Meng Fan, "Thank you for saving us again, I will never forget your kindness."
"You think too much."
Meng Fan pressed his chest with his hand while adjusting his breathing, refining as much energy as possible in the air to repair himself. At the same time, he quickly took out two body-enhancing pills, stuffed them into his mouth, swallowed them quickly, and then gasped heavily.
He said angrily,
"I didn't save you because I was kind-hearted, but because you are more valuable. The ability of the tree demon is better than mine. I have to leave someone to cooperate with me to complete the hunt for it."
After saying this with difficulty, Meng Fan leaned against the wall again and frantically squeezed the power of the medicine into his body.
As his abilities increased, one body-enhancing pill was no longer enough to quickly replenish his physical strength, so Meng Fan took two pills at once.
But even so, his condition has not completely recovered.
The purpose of Zengti Pills is mainly to make up for the consumed physical energy. Although it also has some healing effects, it is not enough to treat such serious internal injuries.
He could only rely on the power of medicine to prevent the injury from further expanding.
"Damn it, the old wounds have not healed, and new ones have been added. The possibility of defeating the tree demon head-on is gone. I can only think of other ways."
Meng Fan relaxed his mind while adjusting his breath. At the same time, his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about the next step.
He remained motionless and maintained his posture. At first glance, he looked as if he was dead. This made Sun Ling greatly worried and she quickly asked, "How are you doing, Meng Fan? Is it okay?"
Meng Fan opened his eyes and said very feebly, "I can't die, but I can't continue fighting in a short time. Fortunately, the tree demon didn't benefit either. He only has three tree vines left that he can use to attack us."
, I can only continue to spend time with him."
After saying that, Meng Fan closed his eyes again and stopped paying attention to everything around him.
Sun Ling could only hold the dagger in her hand and continue to guard the door nervously.
The two of them were busy with their own affairs, but they forgot that there was actually a third person in the warehouse.
And this guy who was ignored was Ma Yang, who had just been brought back by Sun Ling desperately.
Ma Yang is very lucky. Even though he has repeatedly sought death and opposed Meng Fan countless times, so far, apart from being frightened a few times, this guy has not suffered much harm.
Especially just now, he injected himself with several antibiotics, and even his body's pain improved greatly.
However, since he was dragged back into the warehouse by Sun Ling, he pretended to be in pain and lay half-dead on the ground, neither participating in the conversation between the two nor making any movements.
In the dark basement, Ma Yang remained lying on the ground and secretly observed Meng Fan who was recovering from his injuries.
The remaining three people were all in poor condition, especially Meng Fan, who had new injuries on top of old ones. His face was pale and his breathing was weak. He seemed to be extremely weak.
Soon, Ma Yang fixed his gaze on the long knife at Meng Fan's feet. As he rolled his eyes, an evil thought quietly brewed.
From the first time he encountered a pack of yellow dogs, Meng Fan had always held this long knife in his hand that could cut iron as well as clay.
Ma Yang didn't know the origin of this sword, but he knew very well that at least half of the credit for Meng Fan's ability to possess such a strong combat power belonged to this long sword.
He even suspected that there was some kind of secret hidden in this knife, which was the main reason why Meng Fan became a superpower.
"This kid has been injured and is dying. He has to rely on Sun Ling to guard the door. This means that he really has no ability to move and can no longer protect us."
Staring at the long knife, Ma Yang's thoughts quickly changed, "If I can get that long knife, can I become as powerful as him?"
Evil thoughts were like seeds, growing crazily deep in Ma Yang's heart.
His eyes became more and more fiery, and the look he looked at the sword became greedy. He couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth, and thought viciously in his heart,
"Although this guy has helped me a lot, he always pretends to be so good that he seems to be a savior. I have long been unhappy with him, so why not take advantage of his illness to get that knife over first."
Thinking of this, Ma Yang was already ready to move and crawled towards Meng Fan little by little.
He tried carefully, deliberately making a little noise, and always observed Meng Fan's reaction.
However, at this time, Meng Fan had already focused on how to regulate his inner breath, and did not react at all to the faint movement around him.
"Haha, it seems like it's really not possible!"
Ma Yang was proud and secretly glanced at Sun Ling again. He found that Sun Ling had been holding the dagger and guarding the door without noticing him. So he was completely relieved and suddenly put his hands on the ground and used his strength to make a fierce move.
He pounced on the long knife as quickly as possible, stretched out his hand, firmly grasped the handle of the long knife, and tugged hard, intending to grab the long knife first.
However, Meng Fan suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, stretched out his hand like lightning, and directly grabbed Ma Yang's wrist.
Although Ma Yang successfully grasped the long knife, he was still unable to withdraw his arm. He only felt that the five fingers on Meng Fan's wrist were as hard as iron hoops. He suddenly looked frightened and raised his head suddenly.
In an instant, he met Meng Fan's cold eyes.
Meng Fan's face was very stiff and he said word by word, "What do you want to do?"
"I……"
Ma Yang opened his mouth, feeling fear subconsciously, but with a glance from the corner of his eye, he looked at the wet blood stains on the corners of Meng Fan's mouth, his expression suddenly turned sharp, and he shouted viciously,
"You bastard, if you're still holding on to your weapon after being injured like this, go to hell!"
After saying that, Ma Yang quickly picked up the broken glass on the ground and stabbed Meng Fan in the left eye.
Dazzling glass fragments flashed in the darkness and penetrated into Meng Fan's brain. Although Meng Fan had completed his evolution, he was still a flesh and blood body. In addition, his body was injured, so naturally he could not withstand this kind of damage.
"Go to hell, hehe!"
While stabbing out the glass fragments, Ma Yang had already let out a ferocious smile. Since Meng Fan had seen through his mind, he would simply kill him!