Ying Lan's killing intent towards Wei Zitang was very obvious, and the fingers that went around his neck continued to tighten, soon making him unable to breathe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The suffocating pain came from his chest, and Wei Zitang's hands trembled involuntarily.

Darkness hit him, and he could feel his consciousness drifting away, but the opportunity he had been waiting for never came.

This time, the enemy was really different from the past, and until now he has not shown any slackness.

It seems that this time I really planted it.

When he died, the corners of Wei Zitang's mouth were always raised.

At this moment, Wei Zitang's fingers hanging on his sides suddenly moved, and a short blade slipped out of his cuff and fell into his palm.

Then, he clenched his palms sharply, grabbed the hilt of the knife and twisted his hand back, his arm skimming the back of his body at a strange angle, as if it had been broken, and stabbed backwards around his body.

The ice-like blade pierced Shadowlan's ribs.

Ying Lan's face showed a look of surprise, but he didn't let go of his hand despite the pain, but instead increased the force in his hand.

But at this moment, a tingling itch came from the wound on the ribs, as if it had been hit by electricity, and its whole body trembled.

Wei Zitang seized this opportunity and slipped out of Ying Lan's palm, his body was short, like a sensitive and slippery snake, and he jumped forward, widening the distance between the two.

Ying Lan looked at his empty right hand, then looked down at his injured ribs, and frowned slightly.

"Magic weapon?" Ying Lan's voice was cold, and his gaze moved to Wei Zitang's right hand, the short knife he held in his hand was not the same as the previous one, but the blade was also covered with carvings.

"Hehe, it's not a magic weapon, it's just an ordinary blade that has been treated. Wei Zitang said with a smile.

Ordinary blade?Ying Lan squinted at the short knife, the appearance of the short knife was very ordinary, the outline looked no different from a fruit knife, the metal blade was only the size of Wei Zitang's palm, and the handle was also very short, only enough to hold with one hand. Only the lines engraved on the blade shimmered with a dangerous luster.

As Wei Zitang said, the short knife is indeed an ordinary blade, and it is likely that he bought a fruit knife at a convenience store. However, after the engraving treatment, a fruit knife on the supermarket shelf has become such a sharp weapon that can hurt ghosts.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not the one who handled this short knife. Wei Zitang held the short knife in his hand and said with a smile.

"I'm not interested in who did the processing. Ying Lan said coldly, it could feel the wound on its abdomen still aching, and from time to time there would be a tingling itch.

"Aren't you interested?" Wei Zitang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "Sure enough, you and I are essentially the same, both are actioners." ”

Ying Lan didn't speak, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

"I really want to continue playing with you, but ......" Wei Zitang said and turned his head to look behind him, the narrow tomb road could not see the end at a glance, "The delay is longer than I imagined, and if we continue like this, we will not be able to find the tomb keeper, we will be trapped in the cracks of time and space, and we will never find a way out." “

Hearing this, Ying Lan remained silent.

"You don't want to be stuck here all the time. Seeing that Mingchuan never spoke, Wei Zitang stood up straight with a smile, raised his hand to comb the scattered hair back of his head, and combed his hair neatly with his own blood.

After combing his hair, Wei Zitang turned around and walked towards the side of the tomb, picked up the suit he had stacked there before, gently shook the dust on it, put the suit on his shoulder, turned to look at Ying Lan, and said with a smile: "Let's leave our victory or defeat until next time." ”

After speaking, Wei Zitang didn't wait for Ying Lan's response, turned around directly, and walked towards the depths of the tomb with his back to Ying Lan.

Wei Zitang's pace was not fast, unhurried as if he was taking a walk, but it didn't take long for him to go far away.

Ying Lan looked at the other party's back steadily, and his thoughts could not be seen on his expressionless face.

It doesn't move, it's not that it doesn't want to move, it's that it can't.

The pain from the rib wound wasn't too severe, it wasn't anything at all. It's just that the tingling that comes from time to time makes it feel irritable. But none of that mattered, the most troublesome part of the wound caused by that blade was that it contained the ghost energy in its body.

The blade Wei Zitang used just now was not the same one he had used in his previous battle. When I fought with Shadow Lan before, I also held a short knife with carved patterns on the blade, but the effect of that short knife was not very strong, and it only made an ordinary blade able to hurt ghosts through those carvings, and there was no other additional effect.

It was because of this that Shadow Lan let her guard down on the weapon he was holding, and didn't care too much about whether he had other blades on him.

Just now, it seemed as if Wei Zitang had taken advantage of the loophole due to carelessness, which allowed him to escape, but Ying Lan knew very well in his heart, it was not careless at all, even after using ghost qi to suppress the other party's anger and make the other party unable to act freely, it did not relax in the slightest.

But even so, Wei Zitang still seized the opportunity for a moment and stabbed himself with the blade he had hidden in advance, making the situation completely reversed.

If Wei Zitang didn't leave and the battle continued, Ying Lan, whose ghost qi had been blocked, would fall into passivity. Of course, Wei Zitang's state is not good, if he continues to fight, it is really difficult to say who will win.

For Ying Lan, the blockage of the ghost qi does not only mean a weakening of strength, but even affects the mobility of its body.

The stronger the effect of the block, the more obvious the body's reaction becomes, and now it can't move at all.

After signing a contract with Ming Chuan, in order to be able to cling to Ming Chuan's body and not burden him, Ying Lan suppressed his energy, and at the same time changed his appearance, so that his appearance was always in a special state, even if he condensed the entity, it was different from the real entity, showing the state of a semi-spiritual body.

In order to maintain this state, the control of the ghost energy is necessary. It is neither less nor too much, and must be precisely controlled at all times.

However, the pattern engraved on the blade used by Wei Zitang was a small magic circle, which not only gave an ordinary blade the ability to injure ghosts, but also could input energy through the wound it formed.

It's a bit like a poison that enters the bloodstream through a wound and has a bad effect on the body. This effect is not fatal, but it is very tricky, and it can directly act on the breath in the body, whether it is ghost qi or anger, it will be blocked by the injection of this energy.