Fox Demon Crossing

Unexpectedly, the zombie prince was surprisingly fierce. After several rounds of fighting, several people were at a disadvantage, especially Taoist Qianhe, who was scratched on both arms by the zombie prince. He quickly grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and applied it on the wound, which barely neutralized the corpse poison.

"It's terrible. This guy was struck by lightning, but not only did he not suffer any injuries, he became even more powerful. Now he has drunk Xiaodong's blood. If he lets it suck the blood of our little prince..." Taoist Qianhe couldn't imagine how terrifying this zombie would become.

"Xiao Yang, go find your Uncle Simu quickly. We must not let this zombie wreak havoc on the world!"

Taoist Qianhe rushed forward again.

Jin Renfeng's face was filled with sorrow, for he knew that if he turned and left, Taoist Qianhe would surely die; but looking at Taoist Qianhe in front of him, even though he knew he could not win, he still wanted to leave the hope of survival to the disciple whom he had just known for a few days.

"Ow—"

Taoist Qianhe and three other brothers were thrown out by the Zombie King, and the ropes binding the zombies were also torn off.

The Zombie Prince sniffed the air hard and smelled the scent of his own blood.

Outside the tent, the three Qing Dynasty masters who were guarding the young prince saw this and immediately picked up their weapons and rushed towards the zombie prince. Their weapons chopped on the zombie prince, but it was as useless as chopping on a block of iron.

They were the top masters in the Qing Dynasty's royal court. Although they knew they were unlikely to be able to deal with the monster before them, they still decided to do their best to stop it for the safety of the little prince in the tent.

Jin Renfeng quietly came behind the unconscious Taoist Qianhe, swung his knife, and hit the back of his neck heavily with his hand knife. Taoist Qianhe fainted immediately.

"Junior brother, you..."

Li Yi stood up with difficulty and happened to witness all this, and was horrified. Jin Renfeng looked at him deeply and said, "Brothers, if you can still move, quickly take Master to find Uncle Simu. I will help you hold it back."

"Junior brother..." Li Yi was about to speak, but was shocked by Jin Renfeng's cold gaze. "Stop talking nonsense, take Master away quickly! If you don't leave now, none of us can leave! Do you want to see Master die!?"

His eyes flashed red, and Jin Renfeng was ready to fight to the death. One of the Taoist methods he could use without training was the method of burning life. He took a last look at the unconscious Taoist Qianhe and whispered to himself: "I don't like to owe favors to others, so just consider it as my repayment for your sheltering these days."

Jin Renfeng's blood was boiling and burning all over his body. He clenched his fists, and the power he gained with his life allowed him to perform some tricks.

"Ah—help me!"

Looking up, he saw that the three Qing Dynasty masters who were skilled in martial arts had been captured by the Zombie Prince. At the critical moment of life and death, Jin Renfeng rushed to the back of the Zombie Prince, activated the Red Fire Sutra, a ball of fire emerged from his hand, and slapped the back of the Zombie Prince's head.

"boom!"

The Zombie Prince fell forward, and the three Qing Dynasty masters took the opportunity to break free. However, one of them covered his throat in pain, and his face gradually showed a trace of blackness. It turned out that he had been bitten by the Zombie Prince.

The remaining two masters looked at each other, and the next moment, the head of the bitten Qing Dynasty master fell to the ground, and it was his companions who chopped off the head with their own hands.

One of them shouted, "Ada, take the little prince and run away!"

"No, I want to stay. I am stronger than you and can buy you more time."

“No.” The Qing Dynasty master who had spoken earlier shook his head and pointed at his arm and said, “I’ve been scratched by it. Go away, its target is the young prince!”

The other party no longer hesitated, rushed into the tent, picked up the little prince and escaped from the hole on the other side of the tent.

"Hey, wait for me!" Minister Wu was so scared that his face turned pale. He crawled out while firing a gun.

The Zombie Prince noticed that his bloodline was getting farther and farther away, and he became completely furious. He was about to chase after them, but was stopped by Jin Renfeng and another Qing Dynasty master.

After a brief confrontation, Jin Renfeng realized that his flames did not cause much damage to the zombie, and at most could only consume some of the zombie's energy. However, their goal was not to kill the zombie prince, but to delay time.

As time went by, the physical condition of the Qing Dynasty master deteriorated. He relied on his last breath to hold on until now. In a moment of carelessness, the zombie prince caught him and bit his neck fiercely.

As if he had regained his consciousness, he used all his strength to strangle the Zombie Prince and shouted, "Kid, you should run away too. You will only die if you stay here."

Jin Renfeng looked at him deeply, nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, the Zombie Prince refused to let him go. He had already smelled the alluring scent of Jin Renfeng, so how could he let his prey escape so easily? He tore the body of the Qing Dynasty master in half with both hands.

So, a chase began between the man and the corpse.

Jin Renfeng tried to use the wind control technique, but it turned out to be a light body technique. Without time to think about the reason, he ran wildly through the forest, and the zombie prince chased him relentlessly, jumping four or five meters apart.

Jin Renfeng sighed secretly, wondering if he was a bit like a downtrodden tiger being bullied by a dog. If he could use his original power, he would have many ways to destroy this zombie, but now it was unknown whether he could escape.

On the other side, Li Yi carried the unconscious Taoist Qianhe on his back and rushed to the residence of Taoist Simu with his two senior brothers.

"Uncle Master, help me!"

Li Yi yelled at the top of his voice.

Soon, Taoist Simu and others ran out. When they saw the scene in front of them, their faces suddenly changed. "What on earth happened?!"

At this moment, the other two looked pale. They had been relying on their faith to support themselves before, but now that they saw the four-eyed Taoist priest, they were exhausted and staggered to the ground. Seeing this, the four-eyed Taoist priest immediately ordered his apprentice: "The corpse poison has entered the body, Jiale, go and get some glutinous rice!"

After several people took great efforts, they finally carried them into the house. Li Yi was already exhausted. He used up his last bit of strength to say, "Big Brother, Master, please go and save Little Junior Brother..."

“Don’t talk yet.” Taoist Simu immediately pinched Taoist Qianhe’s philtrum and held on for a while. Taoist Qianhe’s eyelids trembled and he woke up from his coma with difficulty. Seeing Taoist Simu in front of him, he said, “Brother, cough——”

Then, a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Taoist Qianhe burst into tears instantly, and said with a face full of pain: "It's all my fault. I don't have enough skills and I have to let my apprentice follow me. I am so sorry to the ancestor!"

Xiaodong, being the oldest and having followed him the longest, is his most senior disciple.

Xiaoyang is only nine years old, and now...

If he hadn't suddenly accepted the other person as his disciple a few days ago, if he had practiced harder, if he had the strength of his senior brother Shi Jian...

But there are no ifs in life.

"Junior brother, you recover first. Jiale stays here to look after the house. Old monk, follow me!" Taoist Simu returned to the room, took out a peach wood sword, and left in a hurry with Monk Ikkyu.

On the way, they met the young prince and his entourage. After learning about the situation, they hurried to where they had camped previously.

The scene before them was a mess, with corpses everywhere. The two searched for a long time but could not find any trace of the Zombie Prince and Taoist Qianhe's little disciple.

I don’t know how long I ran.

Jin Renfeng had to admit that he was lost. The zombie prince behind him was still chasing him. He was almost exhausted. The moonlight shone on his head. His silver hair looked particularly old in the moonlight. His steps began to shake. Finally, Jin Renfeng stopped.

There is no way forward.

There was a pool of water below, the depth of which was unknown, and the Zombie Prince had also caught up with them at this moment.

"This life, let it end like this..."

After saying that, Jin Renfeng turned around, closed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and leaned back.

In the world of Calabash Brothers, he once voluntarily gave up the opportunity to become an immortal in order to save an elixir from his master's wife.

Now he has made a similar choice again.

Looking back on his experiences these days, he does not regret this decision. If he has the chance again, he will still make the same choice.

If he had encountered this situation when he had just crossed over, he would definitely turn around and run away. As long as he hesitated for a moment, he would no longer be a member of the Jin family.

Furthermore, if he did not have the Mirror of the Heavens, he would just be an ordinary time traveler. Faced with Taoist Qianhe's order to escape quickly, he would also run away without hesitation.

It is precisely because he has the Mirror of the Heavens that he is fearless. Even if he dies in this world, it doesn’t matter. It’s not the first time he has died anyway.

Before he got the Mirror of the Universe, he was just an ordinary person, no different from other people. When faced with the choice of whether to help or not, he chose the latter, going against his heart because he had concerns and he couldn't afford to lose...

It was after his death that the Mirror of the Heavens took him to the world of fox demons. As for how he died, he used his life to save the lives of two young people from a drunkard.

At that time, there was no time to think about it, it was completely an instinctive reaction...

"thump!"

"thump!"

There were two consecutive sounds of someone falling into the water.

In a moment, the water surface returned to calm, but in the next second, the calm lake surface suddenly exploded, and a black figure jumped out of the water, his feet landed on the ground, his face was ashen, and there was a big fish in his mouth.

Losing its prey made it extremely angry.

But soon, it put it behind it and jumped away into the distance.

Time passed bit by bit.

Soon after, daybreak came.

Taoist Simu and Monk Ikkyu returned to their residence in a miserable state, covered in wounds.

"Master, Master, what happened to you?" Jiale asked in surprise.

Taoist Simu did not answer his question, but said: "Go and get some sticky rice and rice wine. I'm afraid that zombie has become a spirit. If it weren't for the daybreak, the old monk and I would have died there."

"Amitabha……"

Monk Ikkyu silently chanted the Buddha's name.

It turned out that when they were looking for Taoist Qianhe's little disciple in the woods, they did not find anyone, but accidentally ran into the Zombie King. After a fierce battle, the zombie became more and more courageous. If Tianliang had not scared the Zombie King away, it would still be unknown whether they could return safely.

At this time, the string of Buddhist beads hanging around Ikkyu's neck was gone, and only half of the peach wood sword of Taoist Simu was left. This shows how fierce the battle was.

"Brother, Master Ikkyu, it is all my fault that you were harmed." Taoist Chihe felt very guilty.

They all tacitly agreed not to mention the matter of Jin Renfeng again. They all knew in their hearts that after searching for a whole night without finding her, their hope of survival was slim.

"Brother, it's meaningless if you say that." Taoist Simu glanced at him and said, "Have you forgotten the rules of our Maoshan? When one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid. Besides, you don't have to blame yourself too much for this matter. You can only say that this is God's will."

"That's right. Who could have expected that the zombie would not only not be injured after being struck by lightning, but its strength would increase greatly."

Monk Ikkyu sighed, and suddenly realized that there was no disciple around, so he asked Jiale who was walking over with sticky rice water: "Where is Qingqing?"

Jiale replied, "Qingqing saw that it was daybreak, so she went to the nearby creek to fetch water."

"Water?"

Taoist Simu frowned and said, "The sun has risen now. The zombie will definitely find a place to hide away from the sun, so we don't have to worry for the time being."