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Chapter 41 Exposure

Zhou Fan put the talisman on his body, but the yellow paper talisman did not react at all.

"Is that OK?" Zhou Fan asked. In fact, he had tested it himself before someone came.

Lu Kui and Wu looked at each other deeply, and then he and Wu Shen walked towards Zhou Fan carefully, while the rest of the team members remained motionless.

After getting closer, Lu Kui and Wu Shenshen kept a distance from Zhou Fan, because their experience told them that the treacherous talisman was not 100% effective.

Lu Kui and Wu Shenshen both took a look at Zheng Zhenmu's body nearby. They looked at the bloody straw that was connected in the flesh and blood, and they all took a breath of air conditioning.

"It's the black golf grass." Wu Shenshen said coldly.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised and wrinkled deeply and could recognize it. He asked, "Is this Heiyou dead?"

Lu Kui sighed and said, "Did you use the knife of the Small Flame Talisman? It was burned to death by the Talisman's power."

Zhou Fan was relieved when he heard that he had died. He had not dared to approach the corpse again just now, for fear that the monster would not die, or that he was just manipulating Zheng Zhenmu in the distance.

Fructus looked at Zhou Fan deeply and said coldly: "The Killing Grass is a monster that can only be possessed by blood. We need to know what's going on. Why did Zheng Zhenmu be possessed? How did you kill Zheng Zhenmu?"

Lu Kui glanced at the patrol team around him and said, "The danger is temporarily lifted, and now I will go back to the places where I am responsible for patrol."

The patrol members began to disperse, and the thin monkey was also forced to leave by his partner.

Zhou Fan began to tell the whole story. He knew that Lu Kui and his two top experts in the team and dared not hide it. Besides, there was nothing worth hiding about this matter.

After hearing this, Lu Kui sighed: "Zheng Zhenmu is considered an old man in the team. He is usually cautious in his work, but unexpectedly he is greedy for the leopard skin and sacrifices his life."

Wu Shen nodded deeply and said, "If this is the case, it makes sense. This killing grass first possessed Mo Bao, and then possessed Zheng Zhenmu with blood, but there was still another problem."

Lu Kui seemed to have thought of something, and he also looked up at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly and said, "What's the problem?"

Wrinkled deeply and coldly said: "The characteristic of possessive black games is that once possessed, it can force out the host's potential to the greatest extent in a state that damages the body. Zheng Zhenmu's strength is also good. Zheng Zhenmu has explosive potential, even if you have an old dog to help, he will definitely not be Zheng Zhenmu's opponent at that time."

"Whether you say raise a knife to fight or turn around and run away, you will die under Zheng Zhenmu's spear, but you survive, which is unusual."

Lu Kui didn't say anything, but what Wu Shenshen said was exactly what he thought.

Zhou Fan lowered his head and pretended to be thoughtful, but he quickly shook his head and said, "I don't know what's going on. Between life and death just now, all my strength seemed to burst out, and my strength continued to increase."

Lu Kui and Wu were stunned for a moment when they heard this. They quickly thought of a possibility, but they had an incredible look in their eyes.

Lu Kui asked loudly, "Afan, have you entered the strength section?"

Zhou Fan pretended to frown and ponder again, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face, "I'm not sure, I just felt that there seemed to be endless strength in my body, and that strength still exists now."

"Yes, you'll know if you go against me with one sword." As Wu Shenshen said, the long sword on his waist had been unsheathed and stabbed Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan drew his sword to block it.

The swords and swords intersected, and with a clang, Zhou Fan had already taken four steps back.

Zhou Fan just felt a little numb when the tiger's mouth was a little surprised. He looked at Wu Shenshen. He deliberately used only 300 kilograms of strength, but Wu Shenshen defeated him with a light sword.

The depth of Wrinkle is far higher than that of him, and Zhou Fan cannot be sure of how high he is.

Wu Shenshen put his sword in his hair and returned to the sheath: "About 300 kilograms is indeed the first stage of strength, but this is the first time I have heard of this method to break through."

Zhou Fan was silent because he wanted to conceal his first affairs, so he did not dare to ask Lu Kui about this, and he didn't know if there was such a breakthrough method.

Lu Kui smiled and explained: "No, it is normal for Afan to break through, because Afan practiced the most standard twelve tiger-shaped styles, even more standard than Captain Wrinkled. Afan practiced according to the handwritten script. He had already realized the existence of vitality and was just one step away."

Zhou Fan didn't know whether Lu Kui's explanation was correct, but Lu Kui explained it for him, at least it saved him some trouble.

"So that's it." Furman stared at Zhou Fan with a deep look and then snorted coldly: "So what, he is just lucky and has made a breakthrough at the critical moment of life and death, otherwise he may never be able to cross this threshold."

Wu Shenshen seemed a little dissatisfied, and Lu Kui just smiled and said, "No matter what, it's good that Afan can break through, so that there will be another warrior in our patrol."

Wu Shenshen did not argue, but turned around and left, "I have something to do, here you can deal with it."

As soon as Wrinkled and left, only Zhou Fan and Lu Kui were left.

Lu Kui looked at Zhou Fan and sighed: "Afan, you are a blessing in disguise. I thought you could not cross that threshold."

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment and said, "I believe that no one is willing to try such a breakthrough."

Lu Kui smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. No one dares to do this by betting on a breakthrough with life."

Zhou Fan looked at Zheng Zhenmu's body on the ground and became silent again. The man was lying not far away, looking very tired.

"You don't have to be sad. This is a normal thing in the patrol team. You will get used to it when you see it more in the future." Lu Kui comforted Zhou Fan. He thought Zhou Fan was sad. "Actually, I am even sadder than you. Zheng Zhenmu, I saved him once before. He has a good relationship with me. I didn't expect him to die here."

Zhou Fan was not sad. He was just thinking about other things. However, he did not defend himself, but asked what he was thinking: "Some monsters will possess them, so how can we prevent the monsters from possessing them?"

Zhou Fan didn't want to be possessed and died tragically like Zheng Zhenmu.

Zhou Fan's question made Lu Kui stunned for a moment. He thought for a while and said, "Some talismans can force out the possessed monsters, but those talismans are very precious. There are not many talismans in the hands of the talisman master, so they will not be sent to us. Moreover, once they are possessed, they may have been controlled, and talismans may not be able to be used."
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