Chapter 318: Shadow Killer Reappearance (1/2)

Chapter 319: Shadow Killing Reappears

Zhuo Bufan looked innocent, ”I didn't mean that.”

When I came to the instructor’s dormitory, the instructor’s dormitory was different from the students. Both men and women lived in the same building. They walked into a room, including Bowen, Bowu, Zheng Lan, and Sydney.

”Team leader.” Sydney, Zheng Lan and others quickly stood up.

Originally, the two of them still regarded Zhuo Bufan as a kid, but they defeated the Zebra Tiger in the forest just now, completely refreshing the worldview of the two girls, and they didn't dare to treat Zhuo Bufan as a child anymore.

Both Bowen and Bowu also looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and cried respectfully: ”Team leader.”

Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly and walked in.

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan was not here to trouble him, Bowen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the bed, Qianluo had bandaged the wound, with a white bandage wrapped around her arm, but her face was a little pale.

”Oh, I'm going to get hot water, Sydney, please help me.” Zheng Lan winked at Sydney, and the two hurriedly left the room.

Bowen also didn't dare to think about Qianluo at all, and quickly took his younger brother Bowu and left.

Looking at their appearance, Long Geyue couldn't help but snorted softly in jealousy, but did not speak.

”Qianluo, you have eaten this essence pill, it is good for your recovery.” Zhuo Bufan took out a pill and handed it to Qianluo.

Essence Pill is the lowest-level pill that can be refined by Zhuo Bufan's hand drawing method. It is mainly used for ordinary body injuries. Before coming, Zhuo Bufan took some medicinal materials from Zhang Xiaocui's medical clinic and refined a few. Take it with you just in case.

”Thank you.” Qianluo took the pill and swallowed it in one bite. A stream of heat instantly penetrated through the limbs.

The originally painful wound became warm in an instant, and the pain completely disappeared.

”You care about others.” Long Geyue muttered to herself in a low voice.

Zhuo Bufan looked helpless, the woman became jealous, there was no reason to say, and immediately said: ”Yes, I'm going to investigate things about Yindu, you two are waiting for me in the school.”

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Just after noon, the shining sun came out, freezing cold, and a little golden light reflected in the forest of remnant snow.

Zhuo Bufan rushed all the way, and finally stood above a tree pole, his fingers condensed into the wind as a knife, cut off a piece of bark to make a mask and put it on his face, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off a bamboo and made a flute.

Sitting on the tree trunk, Zhuo Bufan held the flute and played it softly. The sound was as beautiful as the sound of heaven, like the ding-dong of winding water, and the roar of the surging waves.

After about ten minutes, a black shadow jumped long in the forest, staring at the front, and bursting out of two spirits. The figure flashed, and after another five minutes, the figure finally stopped and looked up at the man with a mask sitting on the trunk in front of him, frowning.

”Did you kill my piebald tiger?” The figure wore a coat of animal skins with a stubble face, staring fiercely at the flute player. From the other side, he felt the breath of his piebald tiger.