"Miss, why are you injured?" Qing Lan helped Wen Mo to the bed in confusion.

Wen Mo's face was dark, "I was careless." ”

"What?" Qing Lan asked, her eyes glancing at Yang'er, who was possessed by Lu Liang.

Ever since Wen Mo returned, he had behaved like his usual Yang'er. Even Wen Mo touched his head, but he didn't pat it away, but enjoyed it.

Wen Mo threw an elixir to Qing Lan, "It's nothing, it's just that I was injured by the mutant beauty." I didn't expect those beauty spiders to be poisonous. ”

"That poison is very powerful?" Qing Lan took the pill.

What kind of poison is so powerful that even the young lady doesn't notice it?

Wen Mo shook his head, "I don't know what kind of poison it is, it's different from what I was exposed to before, and when it enters my body, I don't feel it at all." ”

Although Wenmo's body is not invulnerable, it is very sensitive to toxins and the like.

But the poison never felt anything.

It wasn't until she refined Arakawa into an elixir and when she landed on the ground that she felt something strange.

"Have you eaten the antidote pill?"

"Of course. Winmer said.

Qing Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "Just eat the antidote pill." ”

Wenmer's life is connected to him, and when Wenmer dies, he dies.

"But it didn't work. The next word, Wonmer's words, sent him to hell.

"What?!"

"The detoxification pill is useless. Wen Mo frowned.

She pressed the wound on her waist.

The wound was somewhat painful and more numb.

The blood had turned a dark red, mixed with a clotted black.

"So what now?" Qing Lan panicked.

Wen Mo waved his hand, "You go out first, I'll figure it out myself." You remember to take care of Yang'er. Also, if someone comes, you say I'm in retreat. ”

Qing Lan nodded helplessly, and was kicked out with a fleshy thing stuffed in her hand.

He looked at Wonmer's room worriedly, more with fear.

Winmer is dead, and he's going to die too. He didn't want to die.

"Oh, by the way, the elixir in your hand was refined from the revenant soul of Arakawa, and some of the impurities in it were eliminated by the Heavenly Thunder. After you eat it, remember to write down the feeling, I will see it when I get out. Win Mo opened the door and closed it immediately.

Closing the door, Wen Mo remembered, why did he open the door specifically and say?

Qing Lan looked at the pill she was holding in her hand, it looked green and shiny, and it seemed to be poisonous.

"It won't poison people, will it?" muttered Qinglan.

"You are already a dead person, how can you die again, at most your soul is gone. ”

"It seems to be. Qing Lan muttered in reply, putting the pill in her mouth.

The taste is weird, as if I have eaten medicine residue, and the taste is not very good.

"Can you let me go?" Lu Liang was inside Yang'er's body, and his voice became boyish, sounding very cute.

"Oooh. Qing Lan looked down and immediately reacted.

It's really terrible that I am holding this great god here in a daze.

"You'd better refine quickly, or you might not survive today. Lu Liang looked at Qinglan's eyes, full of curiosity.

The pill just now, there are all kinds of medicinal materials in a mess, and I don't know what the effect is.

What good things did this woman do, when she was refining the pill, she was so deceitful.

As soon as his words fell, Qing Lan felt a flame rush up in her body, hot.

In the veins of the body, there are flames flowing.

"It hurts!" Qinglan shouted, rolling on the ground.

Lu Liang gloated a little, "Don't worry, you won't die for the time being." But ......"

"If you can't absorb the energy in the elixir, you're going to die. Lu Liang dragged his chin and looked at Qing Lan rolling on the ground with interest.

"Xiao Qinglan, you say, will there be a ghost who dies of pain?" Lu Liang stretched out his finger and poked Qinglan's forehead, and suddenly a blister appeared on his finger.

"Your forehead is so hot!" Lu Liang sighed.

Blowing on his fingers, the blisters on his fingers disappeared, "This body is really fragile, if it weren't for the rare encounter with a body that I could possess, I really don't want it." ”

A burst of flames suddenly erupted from Qinglan's body, engulfing his body.

Lu Liang listened to him screaming and thought it was very funny, so he squatted to the side and watched, poking and poking from time to time.

……

"Whew, Whew!Whew!" Qing Lan gasped, her eyes turned blood-red, and her black pupils disappeared completely.

His hair was heel-length, windless, and all of it was floating sideways.

He had no hair on his body, and his whole body was wrapped in flames.

Lu Liang squatted on the roof and judged Qing Lan's body, "Qing Lan, your body is too thin, you don't have any flesh at all, you were starved to death from time to time during your lifetime? Otherwise, how could you be so thin? And so white?"

Qing Lan brushed her head back, her red eyes staring at Lu Liang, and a real flame came out of his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, or I'll be overwhelmed. Lu Liang waved his hand, looking at Qing Lan's eyes with unkindness.

"I'm afraid I'll gouge out your eyes. If you don't have your eyes, it's going to be fun. Lu Liang muttered to himself.

Qinglan was burned by the flames, and when she felt pain, she felt irritable at the same time.

Unable to hear Lu Liang's words at all, nor did he perceive his danger, he rushed towards the house frantically.

He's so miserable, he wants to destroy everything, everything in front of him!

However, subconsciously, he avoided the house where Winmer was, and only smashed the surrounding houses into a mess.

Lu Liang sighed as if regretfully, lying on the roof and looking at the sky.

In the sky, the stars have risen, and the moon is still the same moon, the size and color are about the same.

Next to the moon, there was a faint cloud like a tulle, hazy.

……

A day and a night passed.

As if all her energy had been consumed, Qinglan talked on the ground like a dead dog, and the red in her eyes dissipated.

Lu Liang was still lying on the roof, but no one saw him.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

Lu Liang glanced down, he didn't know, he didn't open!

Qinglan spread on the ground, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

Knock knock! knock knock on the door.

I have the idea of continuing to knock if I don't open the door.

Qing Lan was dazed, hearing the knock on the door, her head hurt a little, she got up from the ground with difficulty, and walked slowly to the door.

He exuded a black aura visible to the naked eye, like a demonic messenger returning from hell.

"Who are you looking for?" Qinglan opened the door and asked leisurely.

His face was as pale as paper, and his hair reached the ground, dragging on the ground. He was wearing white tattered clothes, and his whole body exuded black gas.

With a leisurely voice, the people outside were startled, and immediately attacked, slamming a punch on Qinglan's body.

"Who are you looking for?"