C16

Withering Sun Mushroom!

There was actually such a thing in the world!

As the saying goes, when things reach the extremes, they will be reversed. In a place like the mass graves, where the extreme cold and evilness existed, this kind of extremely masculine and positive dried Yang mushrooms were bred.

He then took out the small shovel he brought with him and began to clean up the soil around it, carefully taking it out.

Just by holding it in his hand, he could feel the strong life force contained within the Withering Sun Mushroom. Using this thing as a primer, coupled with some traditional Chinese medicine to strengthen and nurture one's spirit, he could definitely change the fate of Gui Zhi!

Just as he was about to put the mushrooms into his backpack, Fang Zhichu felt a slight breeze blow at the back of his head and his body involuntarily trembled. Without even thinking, he swung the small shovel behind him!

"Your reaction is quite fast!"

An old voice suddenly sounded from the left, and Fang Zhoushu's heart was already in turmoil. He inwardly cursed, "Not good! The shovel missed! His left elbow went numb, and the Withering Sun Mushroom had already been snatched away!"

"Return my Withering Sun Mushroom!"

Fang Zishu roared as he chased up. Ever since he came out of the sect, he had never suffered such a loss. The treasures he had obtained were actually stolen by someone else!

He definitely could not tolerate it!

The petite figure was extremely fast and nimble. He grabbed onto the vines and quickly climbed up like a monkey. When he saw this, he was stunned for a moment.

"Come down!

The person was startled. Just as he was about to dodge, he felt his hand loosen and the vine that he was holding onto was cut off by the small shovel!

Thanks to his fast reaction, he managed to grab another vine and climb up on top of it. Without any hesitation, Fang Zishu grabbed the vines and chased after him.

The speed of Fang Zishu wasn't any slower than that person's, and the two of them quickly climbed up the cave. The cave's terrain was complex, and the speed and agility of the mysterious person was restricted. Soon enough, Fang Zishu caught up to them.

"Old god, do you think I don't know it was you?"

Fang Zishu looked calm and composed as he approached with the mace in his hand. With a mocking smile, he said, "Haha, all of this was part of your plan, isn't it? My sympathy, Gui Zhi's body, have all become the target of your use. You are truly an old man, and your viciousness is incomparable to mine! "

"Too smart, it's not a good thing!"

The old god took off his cloak, and his triangular eyes revealed a vicious light. "Originally, I only planned to snatch the Withering Sun Mushroom and let you live. Now, it seems that it's better for you to stay here forever!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, old fellow, your skin is really thick!"

Since he had already broken off all decorum, there was no reason for him to be polite. "I was the one who accidentally found this Withering Sun Mushroom. Your biggest target should be the blood clot on my body, right?"

"How confident are you to actually dare to set your eyes on our Fang Clan's precious treasure?"

The old god's heart was broken by a young man and he could not help but feel a little embarrassed. "I will kill you and then throw you into the mass graves without anyone knowing. Even if your Fang family has the means to reach the heavens, what can they do to me? "Brat, go and die!"

The old deity roared, and with the strength of his legs, he spread his arms wide, and like a big bat, he charged towards Fang Zhoushu!

"Old thing, you're courting death!"

The old god was shocked, even though he was a lot of years old and was extremely agile, he was able to dodge the rock at a critical moment, but this also created an opportunity for Fang Zhoushu to attack!

Bang!

Fang Zishu gave the old god a heavy punch on the waist, and the old god gave a muffled groan. His claws had also left a deep bloody mark on Fang Zishu's face.

"You have been a hawk all your life, and you think you can beat this little sparrow?"

Fang Zishu inwardly cursed as he quickly retreated. However, the cave was extremely small, and the speed at which the blue mist spread out was surprisingly fast, so before long, the blue mist had completely covered the recipe.

Fang Zishu felt the world spinning around him. His chest felt stuffy, and his legs gave out as he fell to the ground.

"Hehehehe, kid, I have been in the martial arts world and have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten. Wouldn't it be easy for me to deal with a brat like you who's still wet behind the ears?"

The old deity stomped his foot on Fang Zishu's chest and laughed sinisterly, "Fang family kid, hand over the blood clot and I'll consider letting you live. If you don't behave, I'll send you to the pit of ten thousand people to accompany those skeletons, poisonous insects, and snakes and ants!"

"Bah!"

Fang Zishu bit his lip fiercely, the intense pain finally clearing his mind a little. "Do you think I'm that easy to fool? If I give you the blood clot, will you let me go? "

"Hahahaha!"

The old god laughed wildly at the sky: "You are quite smart, but unfortunately, the heavens are jealous of such a talent, you will die here today! This old man will kill you first, then get the blood clot! "

"If you dare to touch the blood clot, I guarantee you that you will experience a pain worse than that of Ling Chi!"

Just as the old god was about to make his move, a cold voice came from afar, sounding both distant and close, causing one to be unable to fathom its depths.

"Who is it!"

The old god was startled and immediately turned his head to look in the direction the figure had come from in alarm.

"It's my elder brother. If you leave now, you'll still have time. If you're a few minutes late, you might die miserably. Believe me, I didn't lie to you."

Fang Zishu's expression was calm and indifferent, his pitch-black pupils were like stars.

The old god stared at Fang Zhoushu with an unsettled expression. The legendary treasure of the Fang family, the blood clot formed from the blood of the previous family head, was right in front of him.

"Brat, today is your lucky day!"

The old god glared at him and disappeared into the darkness.

The prescription made him cough violently as he sat up. He took out the blood clot and sniffed it, and it immediately recovered. The blue smoke was only a dizzying substance, and was not toxic.

"Are you okay?"

Fang Ziwen walked out of the darkness, his eyes sharp and his tone as cold as usual: "Xiao Hei has already gone to chase after that man. Even if it's someone else's son who has already left, we cannot allow them to be bullied like this!"