His face was full of enjoyment, and he didn't feel that he had just killed someone and deprived others of his life at will!

"You're so disgusting."

The Black Front was not polite. He was still talking directly in the dark, "Every time I see you like this, I want to vomit."

He snorted, his eyes gradually becoming brighter.

"Madman, when can you recover?"

The man sitting there and calling him a madman was just smiling and didn't mind being called a madman. In fact, this title has spread many years ago, and even now many people have to forget what his real name is.

"Don't worry, since you've woken up, you have to taste it carefully, what does the blood taste like now?"

The madman said, "Will there be something different from the past?"

"I wake you up, not to keep you crazy."

Heifeng said, "Snatch the time and find the Pool of Changsheng. If you can't find the Pool of Changsheng, everyone will die!"

He found this madman first, not to let this madman be here, but to do things.

The Pool of Changsheng is crucial. Whether it is him, Mr. Lang, or those who are still sleeping but still not waking up, they are waiting for such an opportunity.

"What's the hurry?"

The madman sneered, "I've been sleeping for too long, can't I enjoy it?"

He looked at Heifeng, without any intention of hiding it.

"I must look for the Changsheng Pond. Even if I don't look for it, don't you still have to look for it?"

"?Fu Eryi loves the west? You?"

The black forward said angrily, "What do you mean!"

"It's not interesting. I just want to take a break. You can go to Changsheng Pond and just find it and tell me."

The black forward was furious and a terrifying aura burst out from his body instantly!

"What did you say?"

"I want to rest."

The madman said again, "Don't disturb me."

Heifeng didn't say anything, but the anger in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

He had squandered a lot of effort to find the madman and even woke him up. Is this bastard good? He said he wanted to rest?

Isn't it okay after sleeping for so many years?

Haven't had enough rest?

"Don't stare at me, I haven't blamed you for waking me up yet. Get out while I'm not angry!"

The madman is not polite at all.

If he was not awakened, he could still sleep now and of course he could live longer. If he woke up now, if he could not find the Pond of Eternal Life, his life would be limited.

He wasn't angry yet, but Black Front was angry.

"Haha, do you think you don't want to work hard now and you will have a chance in the future?"

The black front said coldly.

Bang!

The madman suddenly moved, like a real madman, who would do it as soon as he said he could. He rushed over in an instant and pressed the black strike against the wall. The sound of the impact was deafening!

The walls were cracked, and cracks were radiating a lot of dust.

"I don't care no one,"

The madman said, "I will kill anyone who makes me unhappy!"

"No matter who it is!"

He let go of his hand, the black edge slid to the ground, his eyes staring at the madman, full of anger.

The madman ignored him and left with a laugh.

"Damn it!"

The black striker cursed angrily.

He realized that what he released was really a madman, a madman who was not under control at all. I am afraid that only Mr. Lang could make the madman obedient.

But now, Mr. Lang has no idea where to go.

Seeing the madman leave, Heifeng stood up, tidied up his clothes, slapped the dust off, and said nothing, and went to find Mr. Lang immediately.

This madman is a powerful weapon. If he doesn't use it well, he will only hurt himself.

But if it can be used well, it will definitely be easier to find the Pool of Longevity. After all, this madman's ability is still powerful enough.
Chapter completed!