Desperate Town, the core area.

The core area has always been a paradise-like existence in the core area, and it is also regarded as a truly peaceful place.

For example, if the two hunting groups plan to reconcile after the fire, the reconciliation location can only be chosen in the core area.

No one can guarantee that when the two parties reconcile, either side will suddenly change their minds or a third party will intervene.

But it is different in the core area, where bloody rules allow everyone to sit down and talk sensibly.

After all, the irrational were thrown into the morgue.

Daoist Heimu grabbed Chen Feng, who had lost consciousness, and flew all the way to the core area with his sword. He jumped off the flying sword and put it away before entering the core area.

The core zone is a no-fly zone. Anyone above ten meters will be suppressed. Anyone who dares to break through this limit will die.

The town of Despair is quiet now, and almost everyone is dead.

All the middle class in Despair Town died, under Zhu Yihui's metal storm and demon horn.

In the town of Despair, the only people still alive are scavengers who can't even afford healing drugs and eat the meat as soon as they find it, and the wolf who has never been injured.

Oh, and those magicians and necromancers with powerful spiritual energy, they can to some extent fight against the control of the servants.

Fortunately in the misfortune, even if the god servant has a super giant monster's blood supply, it is just enough to consume enough healing drugs, and he has not added his own blood to the same huge sales of antidote and anti-sleep drugs.

In fact, it is not surprising that there are thousands of healing medicines flowing every day in the town of Despair, and if the super giant monster comes ashore, the demand will be directly tens of thousands.

Everyone here is very cautious, and the number of stored medicines is less than one hundred, which makes people uneasy.

But the antidote and the anti-sleep agent are much worse, and all major hunting groups have their own magicians in the antidote.

They are no better than the servants of gods in terms of healing drugs, but they have been on the front line of the North Sea for their long-term resistance, and their ability to solve them is max.

Anti-sleep drugs are purely anti-human drugs, sleep is human nature, and this drug is against human nature.

After all, who would like to stay up late to get a good night's sleep?

It's like Chen Feng gave up anti-sleep medicine after he had established relationships with the major hunting groups.

However, the cultivators of the outside world should really like this kind of medicine. After all, he doesn't enjoy this kind of mobile game?

Chen Feng gave up the medicine after learning that the use of the medicine for a long time would make people believe in it, except for a drop when he bought the medicine.

Injuries are supported by the power of Nirvana. If they can't hold it, they will buy from the Daoist of Black Wood, and they never use the potion of God's glory.

Heimu Taoist spread a piece of cloth, put Jin Yanzhi and Zhu Yihui on Chen Feng's back, and Chen Feng placed it on the other side far away.

Jin Yanzhi was naturally covered with white cloth. In Zhu Yihui's situation, euthanasia was the best choice, and Chen Feng could be sent directly to the morgue.

"I'm still alive, my life is better than a cockroach." The Taoist Heimu looked at Chen Feng who was having difficulty breathing.

The Taoist Heimu hurried to Chen Feng to deal with it urgently, and refining the antiseptic and therapeutic medicine on the spot.

There are dozens of deadly elements mixed in Chen Feng's body. Even if he is replaced by another ninth-level hunter, Chen Feng will not last for ten minutes, and Chen Feng has been carrying it for half an hour.

I don't know why he is so tough.

Daoist Heimu is not a doctor or a professional teacher, and he can only try to solve Chen Feng with different solutions.

In the course of the solution, the element has also changed. Several elements reacted with the solution to produce new elements.

After working for a few hours, Daoist Heimu will be able to untie the deadly element, but he is also powerless, partly entrenched.

It all depends on Chen Feng's good fortune.

Taoist Heimu took a sigh of relief and turned to check Zhu Yihui's situation.

Touch your face, sniff your nose, check your heartbeat, take your pulse, look at your eyes and tongue.

"All five senses are lost...Is this the devil's horn that is the strongest killer in the blood of the devil?" Daoist Blackwood smacked his tongue.

Although the Taoist Heimu filled Zhu Yihui with healing medicine as soon as he arrived in the core area, it only stopped the blood, and the lost five senses could not be found.

He handled Zhu Yihui's injury carefully, using various medicines to help Zhu Yihui recover his five senses.

But until Chen Feng woke up, he only rescued Zhu Yihui's voice.

The five senses are closely related to a person's nervous system. Heimu Taoist can only be regarded as a wild doctor at best. This kind of injury is best sent to a professional neurological hospital.

...

The world was pitch black, and only the jumbled lines were twisting.

Chen Feng looked down at himself and realized that he was just a line.

Chen Feng looked at the lines and tried to take a closer look.

But no matter how you go, those lines have never been close.

After walking for a long time, Chen Feng found that he was still so far away from the line.

Chen Feng hesitated, wondering if he would go on.

The dark sky suddenly broke through a big hole, and the dazzling white light shone down. Chen Feng looked up and found that he was in a basin, and now someone was looking down.

It was so huge, but Chen Feng couldn't see that person's face, he only felt that the entire sky was occupied by that face.

The man just glanced, the big hole slowly closed, and endless darkness once again enveloped this pitch-black world.

As darkness fell, Chen Feng felt that light had appeared again.

Slowly opening his eyes, Chen Feng found that the world hitting his retina was full of black spots, as if the world itself was floating with countless black spots.

But shaking his head slightly, the relative position of the black spots did not change at all.

Only then did Chen Feng realize that there was a problem with his eyes.

A face full of black spots appeared in the line of sight, speaking out mixed words.

He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Chen Feng's eyes, compared an index finger, and said something in his mouth.

Chen Feng is a little confused, is this asking for numbers?

"One." Chen Feng told him.

Daoist Hemu retracted his fingers, frowning.

Just now he was two, but Chen Feng replied with one.

It seems that how much this time has had some impact on Chen Feng's cognitive system.

Lifting up Chen Feng, the Taoist Heimu pointed at Zhu Yihui.

"Do you still know him?"

"I wish...Liang...friend." Chen Feng said in a daze looking at Zhu Yihui.

"Don't even remember the name? Just remember it as a friend? It seems to be more serious than I thought..." Daoist Hemu shook his head.

"Forget it, let's leave first, I only have four hours left." The Taoist Heimu shook his head, grabbed the four corners of the fabric and wrapped Chen Feng, and a flying sword pierced the four corners of the fabric and flew up.

Zhu Yihui was also treated by Chen Feng.

Only Jin Yanzhi was better, and Taoist Heimu carefully supported her on the flying sword.

After all, Jin Yanzhi had already appeared stiff, and the bones would be broken if he moved.x