Ning Fan knew that this was a manifestation of physical exhaustion, and his only advantage was also wiped out in this war of attrition.

Looking at Lin Xiao, who rushed over again after sucking blood, Ning Fan's eyes darkened, "It's over! ”

Seeing Lin Xiao attacking, with Ning Fan's state at this time, he could only watch and be powerless.

Lin Xiao punched Ning Fan hard like a cannonball, and hit Ning Fan's chest fiercely,

The True Qi protective shield shattered in an instant like papier-mâché, and the residual strength was about to knock Ning Fan away.

Poof,

This time, instead of a mist of blood, a large stream of blood erupted.

"Am I going to die here today? ”

Ning Fan, who was flying in mid-air, had a face like ashes, and in the current situation, he seemed to be able to close his eyes and wait for death.

After sucking this blood at a rapid speed, Lin Xiao looked at Ning Fan, who was still flying in the air, and a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

Bang, pop.

Ning Fan was knocked away again, spitting out a large stream of blood again.

Lin Xiao, who is becoming more and more "smart", uses this method as if squeezing toothpaste, squeezing the blood in Ning Fan's body.

"The brute has become wiser. ”

Ning Fan, who was in a state of malaise, let out a faint wry smile, but he couldn't do anything about his own situation.

"Am I dazzled, there are gold stars in my eyes. ”

Looking at the golden light shining in his sight, Ning Fan's consciousness became more and more blurred.

When Ning Fan fell to the ground, Lin Xiao did not continue to squeeze the toothpaste, grabbed his neck with one hand, and pulled him closer.

Looking at the two sharp fangs that flickered with coldness, Ning Fan turned his head and looked at Ma Fei'er who was sleeping,

"Peony flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic. Brother, this is taking life to pick up girls!"

At this last second, Ning Fan remembered Sister Xu Ruolan, Hai Baobao, and Lan Kexin......

He was all sincere to these women and guarded them at the cost of his life

Now that it has come to this point, Ning Fan has no regrets, the only regret is that he is sorry for them.

"Farewell!"

Ning Fan slowly closed his eyes, and then felt a pain in his neck.

No wonder Lin Mei had that expression. ”

Although he felt extremely awkward in his heart, Ning Fan had to admit that the feeling of being sucked by Lin Xiao's blood was actually a little cool.

This kind of alternative feeling even made Ning Fan's sluggish spirit become full of energy.

But Ning Fan knew very well that this was just a phenomenon of returning to the light.

As the blood in his body continued to disappear, Ning Fan's face had already receded because of the red tide that appeared in the light return.

Ning Fan's consciousness became more and more blurred, and at the moment when he was about to close his eyes, the hundred-meter-tall natal corpse, the pair of eyes as big as lanterns, was slowly rising.

"It's over! The real corpse god is about to appear. ”

Just as Ning Fan closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

In a quiet space, there was a sudden thumping sound, the sound was getting louder and louder, and the frequency was getting higher and higher.

It's as if someone is beating a big drum here.

The rapid drumbeat became more and more intense, and there seemed to be no tendency to stop at all.

The sudden abnormal noise made Ning Fan slowly open his eyes, and then he realized that something was wrong.

"My heart?"

Only then did Ning Fan realize that the drum sound he heard just now was actually coming from his heart.

Such a violent heartbeat rate made Ning Fan's expression shocked, and he was a little worried about whether his heart would break out of his shell.

"I'm still alive. ”

Ning Fan's expression was strange for a while. A normal person, even if he only has one-tenth of his current heart rate, will die of heart failure.

"It's hot. ”

At this moment, Ning Fan subconsciously groaned, and this scorching heat was as if there was a stream of magma flowing in his body.

"It's divine blood!"

Except for the divine blood from the sun god, Ning Fan couldn't think of any other possibility.

The warm current of divine power turned into magma, and he ran at high speed in his body.

"Dude, if you had done this, why did I end up like this. ”

Feeling the change in himself, Ning Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Under the effect of cardiac hematopoietic function, or divine blood, the blood that has been sucked up is rapidly reborn.

Ning Fan's spirit is getting better and better, and his complexion is getting more and more ruddy, this is not a return to the light, but a real resurrection.

"Where's my true anger?"

Ning Fan, who was about to get rid of Lin Xiao, suddenly found that his body was empty, and there was no sign of true qi at all.

"That's not right!"

Ning Fan's face tightened, and he calmed down to feel the changes in his body.

It didn't take long for Ning Fan's nervous expression to suddenly become crying and laughing.

Ning Fan's true qi in the early stage of the sky did not disappear, but ......

After the trial of the gods, Ning Fan's true qi mutated and was contaminated with divine power.

In the past, the mutated true qi running between the muscles and veins did not interfere with each other with the trickle of divine power.

But now it's different,

The mutated true qi with the same root and origin as the divine power, encountering this magma composed entirely of divine power, is like a milk swallow returning to its nest, and it will never return.

Although the divine power can stimulate the recovery of the true qi, every time the true qi recovers, it will quickly join this divine power magma and increase its momentum.

Completely caught in a dead loop like this, Ning Fan couldn't invoke any trace of true qi at all.

"This ......"

At this time. Ning Fan really didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Ning Fan, who couldn't use his true qi, was no different from a paper tiger.

Although there is no problem in dealing with more than a dozen ordinary people.

But when it fell into Lin Xiao's hands, Ning Fan was like meat on a chopping board to be slaughtered.

Seeing that Lin Xiao was still biting his neck, Ning Fan couldn't help but scold, "Ma Dan's." See if you suck too much, or if I build it fast. ”

In the high-speed operation of the divine power magma, Ning Fan's body was warm, and his spiritual head was getting better and better, and there was no sign of massive blood loss.

"I'll see how long you can suck! ”

Just as Ning Fan was complaining, he noticed that something was wrong, and Lin Xiao's expression seemed to ......

"Joy and pain?"

Ning Fan almost suspected that he had seen it wrong, and couldn't help but take another look.

Lin Xiao, who was closing his eyes and enjoying this bloody feast, frowned at the moment, and his expression seemed to be very uncomfortable.

But the corners of his eyes were completely dissolved, and there was no sign of loosening of the fangs on his neck.

"Could it be that my brother's blood is poisonous? Or do you want to eat it but dislike it? This guy is still a picky eater. ”

Ning Fan, who was thinking wildly, suddenly moved his eyes and thought of something.

Up to now, Ning Fan's blood that has been sucked can be described as many buckets.

If you were someone else, you don't know how many times you have died.

But Ning Fan is still alive and well, precisely because there is a steady stream of new blood.

With a normal person's physique, it naturally does not have such a strong hematopoietic function.

The blood flowing in Ning Fan's body at this time was completely affected by the divine power magma, and it could even be said that it was transformed by divine power.

"If that's the case. That seems to make sense. ”

The reason why Ning Fan was beaten by Lin Xiao was that the mutated true qi lost its restraint effect.

(End of chapter)