Lang Zhan had already opened up the Scarlet World, so even if he made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, his brain and body were still loyally guarding him and maintaining a certain level of vigilance. That's why he's able to react quickly when he senses a chill in his neck. Lang Zhan's instincts are very strong, and he has successfully helped him defuse the crisis many times, pulling him back from the edge of the cliff. But today, it was still a step too late - he clearly felt that his neck was cut into by something cold, he clearly felt the blood in his neck suddenly rushing, and he clearly felt that the strength of his whole body seemed to be flowing into his neck, and then quickly dissipated from his neck - Lang Zhan opened his mouth to let out a wolf howl, but his mouth opened, first choked on a sweet smell, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Lang Zhan's left hand did hit something, but perhaps his reflexes became sluggish, or for some other reason, his brain didn't produce the thrill of achievement. For the first time, he didn't continue to wave his left hand to expand the results.

"Tell me who you really are, and I'll consider giving you a good time," the fake Zhang Xiaosheng said with a strange look in his eyes and in a voice that suddenly became magnetic.

Lang Zhan didn't look at him. In fact, if the fake Zhang Xiaosheng cares, he will find that Lang Zhan's eyes were originally red as blood, but the red color is deepening at this time. At the same time, the blood that flowed from his neck did not spill on the ground, but seemed to be absorbed by the clothes on his body.

Lang Zhan didn't notice the changes in his body either, in fact, his thoughts were a little slow and disordered now, "Peach Blossom Island heir, Emei thorn?" It's actually an Emei thorn? The thought was rolling through his mind, and occasionally a sentence or two of chicken soup along the lines of "So death has a taste, and the soul of those who have experienced death becomes extraordinarily strong," which made him look groggy and listless.

The fake Zhang Xiaosheng's weapon is the Emei thorn. Seeing that Lang Zhan didn't pay attention to himself, his right hand exerted a little force, and the Emei thorn shook slightly, and the wound on Lang Zhan's neck, which was already about to scab, burst open again, and the flow rate and flow of blood suddenly returned to the level at the beginning.

The fake Zhang Xiaosheng continued to stare at Lang Zhan and shouted, "Who are you?" Why did you come to the South Peninsula? ”

Lang Zhan listened to this sentence. His chin was originally pressed against the Emei thorn, but at this time it suddenly loosened, and then the corners of his mouth grinned, and the whole person fell backwards.

The fake Zhang Xiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and let the Emei thorn be pulled out of his throat by Lang Zhan by falling to the ground, and then, he suddenly found that there was no blood spurting out of the wound on Lang Zhan's throat, and then looked at Lang Zhan's eyes, and found that two colorful whirlpools appeared in Lang Zhan's eyes at some point, he was shocked and screamed, "Good boy!" You can hypnotize?! Kicking his feet on the ground, leaning forward, his hands sticking out, a pair of Emei stabs flashed cold light in the palms of his palms, and Ben Lang Zhan's throat and chest and abdomen flew in.

Lang Zhan pulled his neck away from the Emei thorn, and his left hand quickly pressed it, and after pressing several acupoints in a row, his back hit the ground. He exerted his strength with both feet, heels and buttocks, and while dodging the fake Zhang Xiaosheng's Emei thorn with small and high-frequency jumps, he said, "Peach Blossom Island is good at disguise, I heard that the expert outpatient appointment registration of the plastic surgery hospital has been scheduled for 2020?" ”

The fake Zhang Xiaosheng didn't even stab him a few times, so he simply stopped, looked at him with blazing eyes, and said, "You bleed a lot just now, and you vomited a mouthful of blood." ”

Lang Zhan understood what he wanted to express, and said, "Can't I have a lot of blood?" ”

"No—you're a member of the Metaphysics Society, right?"

Lang Zhan blinked, "How do you know?" ”

What the fake Zhang Xiaosheng didn't know was that if he didn't stop and continued to attack, Lang Zhan would definitely have a lot of holes in his body by now. His suspicion was correct, Lang Zhan did shed a lot of blood and spit out a mouthful of blood just now, and the situation was very bad. It's just that what he would never have thought of was that Lang Zhan's body actually had the ability to recover blood. Lang Zhan suddenly answered him, just delaying time, so that the body, especially the heart, had time to accept the blood recovered from the skin.

Lang Zhan opened his eyes in order to delay time and said nonsense, the fake Zhang Xiaosheng didn't know that he was the actor of "Shark Training", and his acting skills had been recognized by Master Meinken, but he was very happy when he was asked, and said, "Nonsense, since you can withstand my mental interference in the case of injury, the ideological power is at least the magnitude of 'ten taels', looking at China, there are masters with the magnitude of 'ten taels', where else can there be in addition to our metaphysical society?" ”

"Reacquaint, Wei Chigong—" Lang Zhan said angrily. The neck injury affected his vocal cords a lot, and the more he talked, the more powerful his voice became. It sounds like two people now.

"Zhang Xiaosheng—"

Lang Zhan frowned, and said unhappily, "What?" Pretending to be someone else is also addicted to pretending to be addicted-no, Zhang Xiaosheng is a heinous traitor, you-" Lang Zhan was halfway through his words, and when he noticed that the fake Zhang Xiaosheng's expression had changed, he knew that there was a flaw in his words, so he quickly stopped.

"Are you a general meeting or a branch?" The fake Zhang Xiaosheng asked casually.

Lang Zhan learned to be obedient and asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

The fake Zhang Xiaosheng glanced at him and said, "Of course I'm from the Peach Blossom Island Branch-" After speaking, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one himself, and then as if he had just noticed that there were other people around him, he handed it to Lang Zhan and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Lang Zhan touched the wound on his neck with his left hand, trembling in pain, and then just when the fake Zhang Xiaosheng wanted to take back the cigarette, his left hand stretched out quickly, which was equivalent to grabbing it, and took the cigarette over. "It just so happens that the addiction to smoking has flare-up," he said, threw the cigarette into his mouth, touched the pocket on his body, stretched out his left hand towards the fake Zhang Xiaosheng, and said, "Good things are done to the end, what about the fire?" ”

The two of them began to smoke intently. A few minutes later