Wen Jinglong glared fiercely at Fang Xiu, but just as he was about to step forward, a hint of hesitation and even a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
The fear that Fang Xiu left him with was too deep.
He was abused at the burial site and then again at the Zhou residence, which left him with psychological trauma.
He even wondered why Fang Xiu didn't run away.
It's obvious that he's extremely confident in his own strength and doesn't care about the bloody handprint at all.
Going to cause trouble for Fang Xiu at this time would be like looking for shit in a toilet with a lantern.
But by then everyone else had already run far away, and he couldn't catch up at all. Perhaps facing Fang Xiu directly would give him a sliver of hope.
In the short time he hesitated, strange bloodstains had already covered most of his body, even appearing on his hands and feet.
The fear of death surged through him instantly, and he rushed straight at Fang Xiu.
Then, bang!
He knelt down on the ground.
Thump!
"Captain Fang, save me!"
Fang Xiu looked at the panicked Wen Jinglong and immediately saw through his little scheme.
"No wonder you were able to become a fifth-order being in the burial grounds, and never give up hope when facing the threat of death."
Let me guess, your real plan is probably to pretend to beg for mercy, lower my guard, and then strike suddenly at the last second when the blood is about to cover your body.
At that time, even if I become incredibly strong, I will be powerless to change the outcome, won't I?"
Wen Jinglong's face was still full of pleading and fear as he quickly denied it: "Captain Fang, how could I do such a thing? I really want to beg you to save me. You must have a way, right?"
His eyes were filled with a longing for life, as if he were sincerely praying.
He was so excited that he kowtowed frantically, his body swaying with each kowtow, getting closer and closer to Fang Xiu.
Seeing Wen Jinglong's actions, Fang Xiu smiled.
"interesting."
After saying that, he did something that Wen Jinglong never expected.
Snap!
A large fist was slapped across Wen Jinglong's face, knocking him to the ground.
He stared at Fang Xiu in disbelief, his face showing no anger, only bewilderment, confusion, and shock.
Because the moment Fang Xiu slapped him, the blood on his body had already transferred to Fang Xiu's body.
"You........You........"
Wen Jinglong was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment. He didn't understand why Fang Xiu wanted to save him.
It can't just be that he wants to slap himself, right?
In this situation, even the most brainless person wouldn't do something so stupid.
Fang Xiu's lips curled into a sinister smile, and then, to Wen Jinglong's astonishment, he vanished from the spot in an instant, turning into a blur.
As he ran, the air seemed to explode at that moment, and the resulting shockwave made it impossible for Wen Jinglong to open his eyes.
Just as he was able to see clearly, a shrill scream suddenly rang out from afar.
He looked over quickly and saw a man lying on the ground with both legs broken, groaning in pain. The man's body was covered in blood.
Fang Xiu stood beside the man, watching calmly.
Clearly, it was Fang Xiu who, with his incredible speed, caught up with someone before the bloodstains were completely covered.
And that person was none other than the first man who had been patted on the shoulder.
Wen Jinglong got up with a complicated expression and ran towards Fang Xiu.
"Why...why did you save me?"
He couldn't understand why Fang Xiu, who clearly saw through his acting, still chose to save him.
Fang Xiu turned to look at him and said calmly, "Because you are at the fifth level, while he is at the fourth level, you are stronger than him, so you can live."
Upon hearing this, Wen Jinglong's face stiffened, and he felt no gratitude whatsoever, but rather as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He understood Fang Xiu's subtext.
The spirituality of a fifth-order being is naturally stronger than that of a fourth-order being, so compared to the fourth-order being, a fifth-order being has more value in surviving.
After all, Fang Xiu had always regarded everyone as nourishment, so naturally he wouldn't just stand by and watch his nourishment die.
"ah!!"
The man with broken legs screamed agonizingly on the ground, blood covering most of his face. Coupled with his contorted expression of pain, he resembled a sinister creature crawling in the night.
"Why! Why!!"
His eyes were filled with unimaginable resentment and anger. He reached out his hand towards Fang Xiu, just centimeters away from touching Fang Xiu's trouser leg.
But those few centimeters of distance are like an insurmountable chasm.
He was already furious. He could have just left Wen Jinglong to die, but Fang Xiu had transferred the bloody handprint to himself. In a short while, he experienced the feeling of going from heaven to hell.
"Does that mean... weakness means certain death?!"
Fang Xiu nodded calmly: "Of course."
"You!" The man was immediately shocked. He thought that he had been living in the burial ground for many years and had long been accustomed to the life of the survival of the fittest. But only now did he realize that he had never been accustomed to the life at the bottom of the food chain.
When the law of the jungle is laid bare before him, he simply cannot accept the fact that he has become the weaker party.
Just then, blood completely covered his entire body, and he was completely transformed into a blood-soaked figure.
Then, his body began to melt like ice cream, eventually turning into a pool of blood.
The blood continued to condense, and began to transform into the shape of a bloody handprint.
Upon seeing this, Wen Jinglong's expression changed drastically, and he turned and ran.
Fang Xiu naturally wouldn't do something like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; with a flash, he disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
Thus, another strange entity has joined the ranks of those pursuing them.
Fang Xiu quickly caught up with the group, only to find that they had been blocked by the Shadow Devils. It turned out that, without anyone noticing, two Shadow Devils had teleported to their location.
It's clear that the Shadow Demon specifically targets crowded places.
"Damn it! This monster is like a mad dog!" Yang Ming cursed, panting heavily. The intense dodging was extremely exhausting.
"We can't go on like this. We've lost our spiritual power and are relying solely on physical strength. We're no match for the supernatural beings. We'll be caught up with sooner or later!"
“That’s right. Once you step on someone’s shadow, the number of Shadow Demons will increase. We must find a way out quickly.”
"Brother Xiu! Brother Xiu is here!" Xiao Chuxia exclaimed in surprise.
In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on Fang Xiu.
However, their expressions quickly changed, because they discovered that there were two bloody handprints following behind Fang Xiu.
The bloody handprint was lifted by an invisible force and rushed towards the crowd.
The scene became increasingly chaotic, and everyone hurriedly tried to get away.
"Follow me," Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out.
Then he took the lead and slipped into the left corridor.
Seeing this, the others quickly followed.
Unfortunately, the corridor was narrow and couldn't allow everyone to pass through at once; as some rushed ahead, others fell behind.
Those who fall behind are naturally doomed. Although the Shadow Demon can teleport, it is slow most of the time. However, the Blood Handprint is very fast and accurately slaps the last person's shoulder.
The man was immediately devastated and chased after the crowd with all his might.
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