The sun had already begun to set as it bathed the area in orange glow.
Bang!
Splash!
A burst of fresh blood hit Li Feng's face, which was already stained with dried blood.
The area around Li Feng was also stained with blood and littered with many empty pill bottles.
Li Feng, who seemed not to care about time, slowly leaned back as he withdrew his hand, which never seemed to dry and was soaked red with blood.
Seeing Mo Shuyan's state become a mangled mass of flesh again, Li Feng didn't say anything as he reached out for more recovery pills.
"...?" But he paused when he realized that he had run out of recovery pills.
Even the Rank 1 recovery pills he had refined before were all gone.
Then he heard a small voice, barely audible — if it weren't for his powerful senses he might not have heard it:
"...k..ill..m..e...."
Li Feng frowned when he heard the voice that seemed to keep provoking him.
'Is this guy really unafraid of death?'
