C11 Dissolving the Eighteen Tribulations

Fang Zishu was a little excited, could this be what it meant to be loyal? He treated him sincerely, but he schemed against me!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew past and the bell in Fang Zishu's heart rang. He was jolted awake.

Thinking back, Fang Zishu realized that there were a lot of suspicious points that he couldn't explain. When did the note do anything on the map? Since his goal was here, why take a detour around this ancient building?

Fang Zishu pondered for a long time, until his lips finally formed a curve, and Guizhi, who was at the side, saw it, and suspected something, but he did not ask.

From the beginning till the end, the man's gaze did not leave Fang Zishu, as if he was afraid that would disappear into thin air.

As night fell, countless bright stars hung high in the sky, but dark clouds covered the face of the moon.

With the wind blowing, Fang Zishu got up and opened his arms, his eyes which were shut suddenly opened and closed, revealing himself.

Accompanied by a sharp whistle, a skinny figure appeared in front of Fang Zishu. The wide cloak made it impossible for Fang Zishu to see his face, but his strength caused Fang Zishu's heart to palpitate.

Needless to say, this was the "Old Shen" that Guizhi had spoken of.

"Fang Zishu, it's rare to see a member of the Fang family!"

Old Shen's voice was hoarse and his throat felt like it was filled with a stone when he spoke. Fang Zishu knew that this was a type of skill that could change one's voice. Very clearly, Old Shen did not want him to know too much about it.

"The skylight has no eyes, and the door to the earth has no threshold. If there is no candle, then please give way."

This is a term that means, to be frank, to be straightforward and not to be covert. If you can't do it, please make way for me.

"Cluck cluck" Old Shen's voice was like a male duck's, as she dragged out her voice, "What a fearsome young person!"

"Forget it. Compared to Mister, it's less than one in ten!" Fang Zishu glanced at Guizhi as he spoke.

It was good for Old Shen to extend her life, but this method was extremely extreme and cruel, so Old Shen had already begun to label her as an undesirable person in Fang Zishu's heart.

Old Shen naturally understood the meaning of the words, but did he have to pay attention to it? If he could be so easily angered, it would be a waste of his years.

"Kid, in another two hours, Guizhi's eighteenth tribulation will arrive. Do you want to see her die with her seven orifices bleeding?"

Old Shen opposing an army, this was one of the reasons why he stopped Fang Zishu, to see how many skills the Fang Family had learnt.

Guizhi blinked his eyes and stared straight at Fang Zishu. Although he didn't understand what the Eighteen Tribulations were saying, the beautiful big brother wouldn't refuse, right?

Fang Zishu looked at Guizhi, and could not help but look, her voice was cold and clear: "If she dies, that is her life, what does it have to do with me!"

Hearing that, the Old Shen laughed, he then squatted down and said to Guizhi, "Guizhi, did you hear that? It's not that the old man doesn't want to help you, it's just that this brother doesn't want to help. "

Fang Zishu's expression did not change, but continued to speak coldly, "You don't have to provoke her, you're the one who is continuing to extend her life, and any further prolongation would be an easy task."

The man beside him scratched his head. What was going on? You push it over, I push it over.

Guizhi lowered his head, his shoulders twitching, he reached out his hand to push Fang Zishu away, crying out loud, "Go, go, I don't want you to save me, I don't want you to save me!"

Fang Zishu's body looked weak, but it was not something that a girl like her could move.

"Hehehe" Old Shen duck's voice sounded again, "Human is an interesting animal, I can't figure out what to do in the next second. For example, how could you bear to hurt this girl's heart?"

Fang Zishu remained as unmoving as a mountain, his face still as cold as ice. However, he was hesitating, although Guizhi and he had met a different fate, both of them were unfortunate people, and he himself was not of a heart of stone. How could he just leave like that? Moreover, with the Old Shen here, how could he walk away so easily?

While he was hesitating, Guizhi suddenly fell over. He knew that this was an omen of the 18 Tribulations.

Old Shen giggled, both of his hands were hidden inside his cape, he had no intention to attack.

Fang Zishu clenched his fists tightly, and said coldly, "You win!"

After all, Fang Zishu was not a peerless person.

The Ten Ultimate, the Ultimate, the Ultimate, the Greed, the Ultimate, the Ultimate, the Ultimate, the Ultimate, the Ultimate.

Guizhi's body continued to tremble as blood started to flow out from his nose, eyes, mouth and ears. The blood was black and emitted a pungent smell, just like the stench of a fish that had grown maggots on a rainy day.

The expression in Fang Zishu's eyes changed. These eighteen trials were even quicker than he had imagined, the accumulated poison had already corroded Guizhi's internal organs.

In order to save her, Fang Zishu did not have his initial perseverance anymore. He took out a bag of golden needles from his bosom and quickly inserted it into the acupoints on Guizhi's body, controlling the poison to spread further.

Fang Zishu's techniques were bizarre, even in this dim moonlight, he was still able to pierce every single acupoint accurately, as if there was a high accuracy computer running inside his brain.

The golden needles were like swimming dragons that had life in Fang Zishu's hands, constantly moving around Guizhi's body.

The Old Shen watched from the side, and as expected, he knew what he expected. Even if Fang Zishu had not completely mastered the Fang family's secret technique, he had managed to learn the Nine Dragons Reincarnation Needle, otherwise he would not have been able to use it.

The man was stunned. Was he even human? His hand speed was actually so fast that he couldn't even see it clearly.

Fang Zishu's expression was calm, her breathing was long, and there was no room for panic. Time passed minute by second, the beads of sweat on Fang Zishu's forehead started to drip, and when they touched the back of his hand, they instantly turned into steam and rose into the sky.

The current Guizhi had become a hot iron, with 981 golden needles being pulled out at practically the same time, who knew how he did it?

Fang Zishu took out a dagger. The starlight on the dagger showed its sharpness as both of Guizhi's wrists were cut.

The stinky black blood flowed out as though it was broke, and quickly turned into a pool of blood under Guizhi's body.

After about a minute, Fang Zishu took out a clot of blood and smeared it on Guizhi's wrist. It was weird, the foot long wound was actually healing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

Under the cape, Old Shen licked his lips, "Blood essence, something good!"