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After the rebirth was completed, Song Fulu's attribute panel underwent astonishing changes, the biggest of which was his lifespan.

Compared with the previous seventy-eight years, Song Fulu's life span has increased by eighteen years, reaching ninety-six years. Such an increase shocked Song Fulu.

You must know that under normal circumstances, when an internal martial artist completes the blood exchange, his life span will generally increase by about ten years, but Song Fulu's life span increased by a full eighteen years, which is almost twice that of an ordinary internal martial artist.

Song Fulu spent a total of more than a year in the blood transfusion stage, but it gave him eighteen years of life. This deal was definitely a good deal.

After completing the blood exchange and entering the Digguan, Song Fulu's strength also increased significantly. At this moment, he weighed about 2,500 kilograms, which was more than twice that of the Digguan warrior of the same level.

Speed, reaction, five senses, etc. have also increased, and even mental strength has also improved. It can be said to be an all-round increase.

Feeling the surging blood and power in his body, Song Fulu smiled slightly. With his current comprehensive strength, he is probably invincible in the realm of Diguan. Even if he faces the monsters at the mortal level, he should be able to fight. Of course, Someone like Zhao Chihu who leads a group of powerful younger brothers does not count.

Because there were so many people, it only took a few hours to travel more than a hundred miles, which was relatively fast.

Resting in a ruined temple at night was also planned by the Ping An Caravan.

There were some things left by the Ping An caravan in the ruined temple, which were just used for setting up camp. Soon the straw bunk and bonfire were ready, and Song Fulu was also assigned a separate straw bunk.

"Uncle Zhao, do you want mushroom soup?"

While he was chewing the black tiger jerky he had brought with him, the girl from the shop next to him brought over a bowl of hot mushroom soup.

The mushrooms were picked on the way, they were fresh and delicious, and some bits of chicken were added to them, which smelled fragrant.

Looking at the delicate little girl in front of him, Song Fulu took it with a smile: "Thank you."

"Uncle Zhao, you're welcome." The five-year-old girl jumped up and down.

The little girl named Song Shasha left Liaohe City with her parents, preparing to join her relatives in Blood Rain City.

Seeing Song Fulu taking the mushroom soup, Song Shasha's parents next to them showed a flattering smile to Song Fulu. Song Fulu understood what they meant and hoped that Song Fulu could take care of him if he encountered danger on the road.

As a second-rate master of the fourth level of internal refining, Song Fulu's strength ranked among the top in the caravan. The carriage that Song Shasha and her family were traveling in was near Song Fulu's carriage.

This is just a piece of cake for Song Fulu. Since the Ping An Caravan has less money from him, he naturally hopes that he will help the caravan when it encounters enemies. When the time comes, anyone who helps will be a help. By the way, he can also take care of Song Shasha and her family. No problem.

Song Shasha and her family were also sensible and did not make any demands. Based on Song Fulu's wishes alone, Song Fulu didn't dislike it either.

In the following days, when Song Shasha's family was making soup, Song Shasha would often ask Song Shasha to serve Song Fulu a bowl, and they gradually became familiar with it.

The conditions of Song Shasha and her family in Liaohe City were only average to above average. They spent most of their assets to join the caravan this time, so they kept picking various wild vegetables to supplement their food along the way.

The reason why she left Liaohe City was because Song Shasha beat the rich kid who bullied her. As a result, the family was targeted by the rich family and had no choice but to flee Liaohe City.

Song Fulu was speechless about this. It was just a small fight between children, but unexpectedly it forced a family to risk leaving Liaohe City.

In such troubled times, it is really difficult for ordinary people to live peacefully. Only sufficient strength is the guarantee of everything.

Although there were detailed maps to guide the way, marking various dangers, and being able to avoid them in time to ensure the lowest casualty rate, accidents still happened.

As the sun set, a chill suddenly arose. It would only take half an hour at most to reach the next resting point after passing through a jungle. However, when they were about to leave the jungle, patches of black mist suddenly rose up, covering the entire caravan. wrapped in it.

"Stop the formation, there are demons and monsters coming!"

"Quick, quick, old, young, women and children are hiding in the middle, and all the warriors are guarding the outside."

"With such momentum, they are definitely high-level demons and monsters."

…

The Ping'an caravan had experienced hundreds of battles and quickly set up a formation. Many warriors armed with swords, guns, axes and axes were observing the surroundings vigilantly, waiting for the enemy to appear.

Song Fulu took out the Hundred-Refined Wild Goose Feather Sword and stood on top of a carriage, observing the surrounding situation.

"A heartbroken heart is the same year after year, and it is difficult to understand the world, love, and dreams."

A sad and sad voice came from the black fog. A man in green with a sad face and a broken string appeared in front of the caravan. He sat cross-legged, flicked the broken string, and looked at everyone in the caravan.

"The Heartbreaker, this is a weird high-level Mortal Heartbreaker. He can almost travel across the realm of the Earth. And so far, no one knows what he is entrusted with. He can't be defeated at all."

"Now we have entered the sad fog. If we want to get out safely, we can only say one sad thing, otherwise we will be swallowed by the sad people."

"Everyone, think of a sad thing quickly and wait until the sad person asks you to tell it. Basically, you can get through it. Don't be too afraid."

"The Heartbreaker has never been here before, and I don't know how he got here today."

…

Wang Bangzheng and other land warriors quickly reminded everyone that they were not prepared to fight with this weird beast. The winning rate was too low, and the losses would be relatively large if they won.

Everyone began to think about the sad things. Song Shasha's parents also quickly taught their daughter to talk about the sad things. Song Fulu thought about it for a moment and thought of a sad thing. He quietly got out of the carriage and blended into the crowd, preparing to observe first. Let’s talk about the situation.

"Please tell me something sad!"

At this time, the sad guest, who had a thin face and looked like a teacher, looked somewhere in the crowd, where there was a fat man in gorgeous clothes.

Seeing that Sadness had chosen him first, the big fat man was covered in sweat. He hesitated and trembled and said, "I... I went away for a year and a half and came home, and my wife gave birth to a big fat boy for me."

"We are both sad people, so we don't have to know each other before." The sad person nodded and signaled the fat man to pass.

The big fat man breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly hid aside.

"Please tell me something sad!"

The sad guest looked at the second person. This was a gray-haired old man whose strength had reached the level of internal refining.

The old man said solemnly: "When I was three years old, my parents were eaten by wild beasts."

"We are both sad people, so we don't have to know each other before." The sad person nodded in agreement, and the old man also stepped aside.

Everyone said sad things one by one, but the sad person didn't distinguish between true and false, and all of them were allowed to pass.