"My mother is so evil!"

Zheng Fan cursed, and kept running forward quickly.

But at this moment, I felt that all my strength was lost along my right arm and my running speed also decreased sharply.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but look at the peach on his right hand: "It's bigger again, and the surface is much smoother, it's devouring my power!"

Just as he was about to throw Taozi out again, trying to slow down the loss of power, the spirit-attached corpse behind him had already chased him.

"Uh!"

The spiritual corpse did not punch him or kick him, but chose to grab him.

Zheng Fan felt that his right shoulder was cold and he was already trapped by the zombie.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly, removed the metallic ability of his right arm, and cut off his entire right arm directly with his left hand in the shape of a knife.

He didn't know how strong the defensive power of the spirit-attached corpse was holding his shoulder.

So he did not choose to attack the spiritual corpse, because if he was not lucky, he happened to encounter a zombie who was good at defense and slashed its palms with one move. Even if it was a moment of pause, Zheng Fan would be completely trapped here.

Cold sweat fell from his forehead. Although he was afraid, he, who had long experienced life and death, would not be confused even in fear.

"I can't run away. At this moment, I lost another hand. The fragments are restless. I can't hold on for long, and I can't beat them even if I hit them. Then..."

Zheng Fan had a countermeasure in his mind, and quickly ran towards a building on his left hand, exerted one hand and supported it with his feet. He climbed to the top of the building in just two seconds.

Looking at the zombies roaring downstairs but helpless, Zheng Fan then breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandma, fortunately these smashed groups are not smart and do not know how to climb the stairs."

The right arm holding the peach had broken, but Zheng Fan touched his back with his left hand. Sure enough, the peach returned to him inexplicably.

"What is this? Why is the ghost still lingering?"

Zheng Fan's face became increasingly ugly, and the power in his body was constantly absorbed by the peach.

The two fragments in the left hand trembled even harder.

"Is it my death today? The balance between the fragments will be broken soon."

Taking out the "gold" placed in the black space, Zheng Fan began to eat the gold in big mouthfuls, hoping to use this method to slow down the loss of his own energy.

"Not enough, it's not as fast as it sucks!"

Zheng Fan was completely helpless, but he couldn't stop eating gold, otherwise he would only die faster.

My body became weaker and weaker. I looked at my left hand, which was extremely dry, like a branch, as if I had been pulled out of my life. How could it still look like the hand of a twenty-year-old man?

"Is it...?"

Zheng Fan's voice also began to croak, like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

"You're going to eat me... I want to eat you first!"

Zheng Fan was furious and trembledly put the pink peach that had approached fullness into his mouth.

There is a lot of water in the peach, full of juice, which melts in your mouth. In a few seconds, Zheng Fan ate it all, leaving only a peach pit.

"I'm working on the horse, I'm working on it..."

Zheng Fan was halfway through his words, and he covered his mouth in disbelief.

Just because he heard his voice louder than before. He patted his face with both hands: "Everything on his face is normal, and his hands are..."

"Has the right arm actually grown?"

At some point, the broken right arm had recovered as before.

The ups and downs of life come too quickly, and it is a state of death, but it is also a place of survival.

It made him feel unreal: "Can I be the protagonist in a powerful novel?"

He then shook his head and smiled, "What a handsome author, who can write a protagonist like me?"

Zheng Fan retracted the gold back to the black space because he felt that the metallic fragments in his body were in a saturation state at this moment and there was no need to swallow the gold at all.

I picked up the peach pits in my hand and looked at them carefully for a while: "I can't see anything good, but the effect of this peach is so magical."

"I can directly extract my vitality and fragmented energy, but after eating the peaches, I instantly recover all injuries, and even things like 'life' can be recovered."

Zheng Fan clearly felt that the part of the vitality that had been swallowed by the fragments of metallic abilities had also been restored.

On weekdays, although he is extremely strong and strong, he always feels a heavy feeling of weakness.

That kind of weakness is not physical weakness, but physical weakness.

But at this moment, the feeling of weakness was swept away, and he even suspected that his life would be extended.

After concentrating on feeling the state of the fragments, Zheng Fan was overjoyed: "The two fragments were silent, and they were unprecedentedly quiet!"

With a thought, my whole body was covered with a light yellow film, and I waved two fists into the air.

"Although the strength has been reduced a lot, probably only at one-third of the previous level, but in terms of endurance..."

Zheng Fan had an illusion that now he seemed to be able to use fragments at will, and the time limit seemed to disappear.

A shadow stretched out from Zheng Fan's feet and stretched out about five meters.

"The ability of shadow fragments has also been weakened, but I can feel that its ability can be used for unlimited time."

"This means that within five meters, I can keep the enemy in a fixed state for a long time!"

Zheng Fan was very happy, not only because of the time of the fragmented ability, but most importantly, vitality!

A dying person, a person who may be retaliated by fragments at any time, suddenly gains new vitality. How can you not be happy?

"Since this peach can restore vitality to the spirit-bearing person, I will plant this peach pit in the ground. In time, this peach may be mass-produced."

Zheng Fan carefully looked at the peach pit in his hand: "There is actually a small wormhole."

The peach pit has nothing to look good about. It has the ability to activate shadow fragments and plans to store the peach pit in the black space for storage.

But twenty seconds passed, and the shadow of the peach pit still existed.

Zheng Fan frowned and looked up and down a few more times: "Can this peach pit be considered a 'living creature'? It cannot be sucked into the black space."

Although this thing is a bit evil, in Zheng Fan's opinion, it is considered a treasure. He is reluctant to throw it away and carefully put it in his pocket.

"I have eaten all the peaches of these grandchildren, but haven't left?"

I saw thousands of zombies downstairs, waving their arms and roaring at Zheng Fan.

"Walk!"

Several ups and downs jumped down from the roof and ran directly outside the high area.

The speed of several spirit-attached corpses was much faster than that of Zheng Fan, and their perception range was relatively large. They had no skills and could only rush out with a body of Vajra.
Chapter completed!