Chapter 365: Should the Weak Die?

Wen Jinglong looked at Fang Xiu fiercely. Just when he wanted to step forward, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and even a trace of fear.

The fear Fang Xiu left in him was too deep.

He was abused in the burial ground and was abused again in Zhou Mansion, so that he had a psychological shadow.

He even wondered why Fang Xiu didn't run away?

It was obvious that he was extremely confident in his own strength and didn't care about the bloody handprint at all.

Going to trouble Fang Xiu at this time was like looking for shit in the toilet with a lantern?

But at this time, the others had already run away, and he couldn't catch up at all. Maybe there might be a glimmer of hope if he faced Fang Xiu directly.

While he was hesitating, the strange bloodstains had covered most of his body, and even appeared on his hands and feet.

At this moment, the fear of death instantly surged to his head, and he rushed directly towards Fang Xiu.

Then, bang!

Kneeling on the ground.

Dong!

"Captain Fang, save me!"

Fang Xiu looked at the panicked Wen Jinglong and saw through his little thoughts at a glance.

"No wonder you can become a fifth-level warrior in the burial ground. Facing the threat of death, you never give up any hope.

Let me guess, your real idea should be to pretend to beg for mercy, relax my vigilance, and wait until the blood is about to cover my whole body, and then suddenly attack at the last second.

By then, no matter how strong I am, I will be powerless to save the situation, right or not?"

Wen Jinglong's face was still full of pleading and fear, and he quickly denied: "Captain Fang, how could I do such a thing? I really want to ask you to save me. You must have a way, right?"

His eyes were full of desire for life, as if he was praying sincerely.

He even kowtowed crazily because he was too excited, and his body swayed with the kowtow, getting closer and closer to Fang Xiu.

Looking at Wen Jinglong's actions, Fang Xiu laughed.

"Interesting."

After saying that, he did something that Wen Jinglong never expected.

Pah!

A big slap hit Wen Jinglong's face, and he was slapped to the ground.

He looked at Fang Xiu in disbelief, with no anger on his face, only confusion, doubt, and shock.

Because when Fang Xiu hit 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 while. He didn't understand why Fang Xiu wanted to save him?

It couldn't be that he just wanted to hit himself, right?

In this case, no matter how stupid a person is, he wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

Fang Xiu's mouth curled up a grim smile, and then in Wen Jinglong's shocked eyes, the whole person turned into a residual image and disappeared in an instant.

As he ran, the air seemed to explode at this moment, and the air wave made Wen Jinglong unable to open his eyes.

And when he could see clearly, a shrill scream suddenly sounded in the distance.

He looked over and saw a man with broken legs, falling to the ground and wailing constantly, and the man's body was already covered with blood.

Fang Xiu stood next to the man, watching calmly.

Obviously, Fang Xiu caught up with a person with super fast speed before the blood was completely covered.

And that person was the first man who was patted on the shoulder.

Wen Jinglong stood up with a complicated expression and ran towards Fang Xiu.

"Why did you save me?"

He didn't understand why Fang Xiu saw through his acting but still chose to save him.

Fang Xiu turned his head to look at him and said calmly: "Because you are level 5 and he is level 4, you are stronger than him, so you can live."

Hearing this, Wen Jinglong's face froze, and there was no gratitude in his heart, but it was like falling into an ice cave.

He understood Fang Xiu's subtext.

The spirituality of level 5 is naturally stronger than that of level 4, so by comparison, level 5 is more worthy of survival.

After all, Fang Xiu has always regarded everyone as nourishment, so he will naturally not watch the nourishment die.

"Ah!!"

The man with broken legs screamed miserably on the ground, blood had covered most of his face, and with the painful and twisted expression, he looked like a creepy creature crawling in the dark night.

"Why! Why!!"

There was unimaginable resentment and anger in his eyes, and one hand stretched out to Fang Xiu, just a few centimeters away, and he could touch Fang Xiu's trouser legs.

But this few centimeters of distance was like a natural chasm, which could not be crossed.

He was already furious, and he could just leave Wen Jinglong to die, but Fang Xiu chose to transfer the blood handprint to his body. In a short time, he experienced the feeling of heaven and hell.

"Is it... that the weak should die!?"

Fang Xiu nodded calmly: "Of course."

"You!" The man was shocked all over. He thought he had been in the burial ground for many years and had long adapted to the life of the jungle, but until now, he realized that he had never adapted to the life at the bottom of the food chain.

When the rule of the jungle was laid out nakedly in front of him, he could not accept the fact that he had become a weak person.

At this moment, blood completely covered his body, and he completely turned into a blood man.

Then, his body began to melt like ice cream, and finally turned into a ball of blood.

The blood continued to condense, and began to transform into the shape of a bloody handprint.

Wen Jinglong's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he ran away.

Fang Xiu naturally would not do anything like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and he flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

At this point, there was another strange person chasing everyone.

Fang Xiu quickly caught up with the crowd, but found that they were blocked by the shadow-stepping ghosts. It turned out that two shadow-stepping ghosts had teleported to where the crowd was.

It was obvious that the shadow-stepping ghosts specifically targeted crowded places.

"Damn it! This ghost is simply a mad dog!" Yang Ming panted and cursed. The high-intensity dodging consumed a lot of physical strength.

"We can't go on like this. We don't have spirituality now. We rely purely on physical strength. We can't beat the ghosts at all. Sooner or later, we will be caught up!"

"That's right. Once the shadow is stepped on, the number of shadow-stepping ghosts will increase. We must find a way out quickly."

"Brother Xiu! Brother Xiu is here!" Xiao Chuxia shouted in surprise.

For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Xiu.

But soon their faces changed, because they found that there were two bloody handprints behind Fang Xiu.

The bloody handprints were lifted by invisible forces and attacked everyone at a high speed.

The scene became more and more chaotic, and everyone hurriedly dodged.

"Follow me." Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded.

Then he was seen leading the way and flashing into the corridor on the left.

The others followed him quickly.

Unfortunately, the corridor was narrow and could not allow everyone to pass through at once. If someone got ahead, someone would naturally fall behind.

Those who fell behind would naturally be unlucky. Although the stepping shadow ghost could teleport, it moved slowly most of the time, but the blood handprint was very fast and accurately hit the shoulder of the last person.

The man was immediately like a bereaved parent, and desperately chased after everyone.