Chapter 227: Negotiation

Zifeng Daoist and the blood armor corpse are just two sentences and they are-for-tat, full of taste. In such a depressing atmosphere, the Blood Armor Corpse and the Zifeng Daoist stared at each other with wide eyes, and no one let anyone, just staring at each other like this.

After a long time, the blood armor corpse took the lead in retracting its gaze, and after taking a long breath, he said, "Let's talk!"

"Talk!?" Daoist Zifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about?"

"If it goes on like this, it's not good for you or me, let's take a step back!" The bloody corpse said after his eyes moved.

"Huh!?" Daoist Zifeng was puzzled.

"If we were to go to war, I would have been the one who died, but you wouldn't be much better. If I'm not mistaken, there are two more people out there! I could kill them before you killed them. For Zifeng Daoist pretending to be stupid, the blood armor corpse didn't care at all, but continued to speak: "If you look at it like this, you won't be able to please and I will die." It's better to take a step back, you make a condition, as long as I can accept it, I will definitely help you do it, and you only need to do it in the next month, no! It would be nice to be a fart in half a month. Of course, I will never hurt the people above in the next half month, and I will tell you how to get out of this tomb. Of course, I promise you that I will leave here in half a month. ”

The bloody corpse did not gasp, and said such a long passage in one breath.

"Finished? That's all you have to say? Daoist Zifeng said lightly.

"Well, I hope you can think about it!" The Blood-Armored Corpse nodded in response.

"Oh~~ Is it okay to have any conditions?" Daoist Zifeng touched his chin and asked.

"Zifeng Daoist, you ......" Qiu Lao pointed at Zifeng Daoist, his lips trembling slightly.

Before Qiu Lao could finish speaking, Qiu Shaotian grabbed Qiu Lao's shoulder and interrupted what Qiu Lao was about to say.

After seeing Qiu Shaotian's lips move slightly, Qiu Lao withdrew his palm and stopped speaking.

"Anything I can do!" A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in the eyes of the bloody corpse.

"There's no hurry, I'll ask you a question before we talk about the conditions!" Daoist Zifeng pulled out a strange smile and said.

"You ask, and I'll know everything." The blood-armored corpse shook its body, shaking off the smoke that wrapped around its body.

"What did you spend so much effort trying to refine yourself into a blood armor corpse?"

After hearing this question, the blood armor corpse was silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "For immortality!"

"Immortal!?"

"That's right! Immortal ......," the blood armor corpse nodded and said.

"Tsk...... Are you so afraid of death? Daoist Zifeng asked.

"Huh...... Aren't you afraid? The Bloody Corpse asked rhetorically.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the reincarnation of heaven." Zifeng Daoist said indifferently.

"Heavenly reincarnation!? Hum! I don't believe it! The bloody corpse said with a grim look in his eyes.

"Okay! If you want to go against the sky, that's your business. ”

"What do you mean?" The Blood-Armored Corpse asked. There was something unkind in the tone.

"What do you mean? Do you know the oath we made in front of our ancestors when we entered the industry? Daoist Zifeng's tone also cooled.

"Then let's talk about it?" The blood armor corpse said with a slight murderous aura.

"What do you think?" Zifeng Daoist said with a smile.

"Very good, since you toast and don't eat and drink! Then I'm going to die, and I'll take one or two of you with me! The bloody corpse said murderously.

With that, the Blood-Armored Corpse stood up from its cross-legged position. The moment he stood up, the black and red smoke that wrapped around the bloody corpse also collapsed in that instant.

The bloody corpse stared at everyone coldly, and walked over with one foot lifted towards everyone.

"Toast!? I wasn't going to negotiate with you in the first place! Daoist Zifeng squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the bloody armor corpse and said, "I'm just doing this to buy some time."

"Gain time!?" The Bloody Corpse paused and asked suspiciously.

"Lu Blind, on!" (*Ӧ) σ slap him!

The side of Daoist Zifeng's figure made way of space, revealing Lu Jianbo standing behind him.

At this time, Lu Jianbo had already taken off his sunglasses and closed his eyes tightly.

As Daoist Zifeng's words fell, Lu Jianbo opened his eyes violently, and at this time, the silver light between Lu Jianbo's silver eyes was not stopping, and there was a trace of strange brilliance circling between the eyes, and there was a strange feeling.

Lu Jianbo glared at the bloody corpse fiercely, this glare made the body of the bloody corpse tremble violently, and then the bloody corpse trembled and spit out, "You...... Yours...... Those eyes...... It's ......"

Halfway through the words, the bloody corpse spurted blood all over his body and knelt on the ground, grasping the ground with both hands. I saw a ball the size of a ping-pong ball scurrying around under the body surface of the bloody corpse.

These orbs kept flowing under the surface of the bloody corpse, and the body of the bloody corpse would shake every time it moved.

And Lu Jianbo, who caused the situation of the bloody armor corpse, was clenching his teeth at this time, staring at the bloody armor corpse without blinking with his wide eyes, and tears were constantly flowing down from Lu Jianbo's eyes.

The bloody corpse knelt on the ground in pain, whispering in his mouth, obviously enduring great pain.

Zhang Yi looked at this inexplicable scene, moved slightly to Daoist Zifeng, and asked, "What is the situation now?"

Daoist Zifeng glanced at Zhang Yi and said, "Now the qi in the blood armor corpse is flowing around, and those balls on the body surface are disordered qi."

Zhang Yi's mouth opened slightly when he heard this, first looked at the bloody armored corpse in pain, and then turned his head to look at Lu Jianbo, who was glaring angrily, and said, "Those eyes are so awesome?"

"Do you know the yin and yang eyes?" Daoist Zifeng snorted and said.

"Are those eyes yin and yang!?" Zhang Yi stared at Lu Jianbo's silver eyes and exclaimed.

"It's not, but it can be said to be!" Daoist Zifeng said directly and indifferently.

"Huh!?" (｡ ･ˇ_ˇ･｡ :)

"This is a pseudo-yin-yang eye, only one-tenth of the power of the authentic yin-yang eye."

it! One tenth of a dick is like this...... You can beat the bloody armor corpse like this......!! (•'╻'• ۶)۶

"Roaring !!!"

At this moment, the blood-armored corpse kneeling on the ground suddenly roared angrily, and grabbed several deep ditches on the ground with both hands.

With this roar, the ball under the surface of the blood-armored corpse gradually stopped, and it was getting smaller and smaller little by little.

This roar also made Lu Jianbo snort, his eyelids shook violently, and he almost closed. But fortunately, Lu Jianbo gritted his teeth and forcibly stopped his eyes that were about to be closed.

But at this time, Lu Jianbo's tears were already flowing down from the corners of his eyes like a stream, and there was a trace of blood red in these tears.