But Cao Yishui didn't know this.

She thought Zhou Buzhou only had two small Huandan pills, and gave one to her and one to Lu Dafeng. Now he no longer has this precious life-saving pill.

Immediately, Cao Yishui made a knife with his right hand and cut his left wrist with one stroke.

Without saying anything, he stuffed his left wrist into Zhou Buzhou's mouth.

Zhou Buzhou was puzzled.

Cao Yishui said softly, "Because I've practiced the art of life, my flesh and blood have healing properties. Drink it!"

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly, and without any hesitation or courtesy, he opened his mouth and started drinking.

There is no smell of blood. On the contrary, the blood has a subtle sweet smell.

Half a minute later,

Zhou Buzhou opened his mouth.

The lung injury has improved a lot.

“Thank you, teacher!”

Cao Yishui's mouth was bitter: "I hope you don't blame me for neglecting my duty."

"No wonder, teacher, let's set off immediately."

The two men stood up and rushed towards the northern wilderness at a rapid speed.

I never took a commercial flight again.

After all, Zhou Buzhou was carrying cold weapons, and they were controlled knives under the control of the secular world.

If you want to bring the Zhanlu Sword on board a plane, you need to register your identity as a practitioner and then obtain a permit from the airline headquarters.

But if that were to happen, Zhou Buzhou's whereabouts would be exposed.

Especially this time, in order to kill Zhou Buzhou, the other party even dispatched the peak third-level cultivators, and a third-level cultivator died.

But despite paying such a huge price, Zhou Buzhou is still alive and well.

This result is enough to drive the other party crazy!