Just when Feng Long wanted to despise Tianyou, he saw a car parked at the door, and couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at it, the person who came was none other than Zhou Fan, at this time Zhou Fan had already driven the car to the gate of Zhaozong's Mansion, but he didn't get out of the car and sat in the car and looked at the entire temple.

In addition to being a little terrifying, there was nothing that scared him except that the Zhaozong Mansion on a rainy night had just turned off the engine and got out of the car, when he "touched" something and hit the window.

Immediately, Zhou Fan's heart couldn't help but rise, and he turned his head to the side to see that it was Tianyou, but he was startled by him when he first saw that guy, Tianyou slapped the hand on the car window, so that he didn't have to use that scratched hand to slap.

The wound that had not been bandaged was slapped by him so excitedly, and the blood spilled out again, and a blood stain stuck to the car window on a rainy day, this kind of scene is just Zhou Fan and a few people can adapt to others, and it is estimated that they would have already screamed that there are ghosts.

After seeing that it was Tianyou, Zhou Fan opened the car door and let him in: "What's the matter with you, why are you using the blood of one hand, sealing the dragon and Zimeng?" ”

Tianyou saw that Zhou Fan had so many questions as soon as he came, and he didn't care about answering, so he hurriedly said: "Don't ask first, go down and get people into the car first, and then talk" Saying that, Tianyou jumped out of the car and walked towards the Zhaozong Mansion, Zhou Fan also knew the situation when he saw this, turned around urgently, took the ancient sword, carried it on his back, and followed.

Feng Long couldn't help but feel strange and wanted to ask when he saw Tianyou go out and come back immediately, but he couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zhou Fan, who was carrying an ancient sword, also coming: "It's really the road of the heavens, you came just in time." ”

Zhou Fan, who was originally worried, twitched the corners of his face when he was sealed by Feng Long's words, and thought: "What the hell is this to hurt friends, and the old man is still worried about them." "But when I think about it, I can't help but feel a lot relieved to see that Fenglong is safe.

But he didn't see Zimeng, and suddenly his heart rose again, thinking about it, he quickly ran to Feng Long's side, and the words he wanted to ask were stopped, because when he ran in, his eyes couldn't help but look at Zimeng who fainted by the wall.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly came to Zimeng's side, and reached out with one hand to press the artery under Zimeng's neck, seeing that he was at least unconscious, he immediately wanted to lift Zimeng, but found that he couldn't lift it up.

Now that Zhou Fan knew the meaning of what Tianyou said to him just now, Zhou Fan probed Zimeng's artery and saw that there was no danger to his life, so he asked, "What's the matter, what did you encounter?" Why is Zimeng like this? ”

Feng Long Tianyou and the two, you look at me, I look at you, Tianyou just wanted to speak but was interrupted by Feng Long: "Let's talk about it, we can't find Zimeng, so we have to send a signal flare to let him come and join us."

But he didn't know why he fired another flare, Tianyou and I were worried that he was in trouble, so we had to come to meet him, when we came to Zhaozong's mansion, we found a child with a lantern dangling at the door, we didn't dare to disturb it, so we climbed in through the wall..."

"What?" Zhou Fan exclaimed: "Did you bump into Yingfu?" Feng Long's words were interrupted in such a frightened sense that he was scared.

"What? The kid? It was the first time for Tianyou to see Zhou Fan's gaffe and couldn't help asking.

"This is not easy to explain, just skip you and tell Zimeng why he fainted first," Zhou Fan said in an anxious tone.

Feng Long knew that the matter was serious, and he stopped talking nonsense: "Zimeng used the Phantom Talisman to save the dean. ”

"I'm grass" Zhou Fan burst into a rough sentence: "Why is the dean here." ”

"I'll explain this to you later, you better try to wake up Zimeng first." After Feng Long finished speaking, he took out a flashlight and shone it on the position where the dean was lying.

"Forget about the other things, we'll talk slowly after we get in the car." Although Zhou Fan was surprised why the dean was here, the movements on his hands were not inked, and he took off the ancient sword behind his back, and the silver light reflected Tianyou and Feng Long's eyes blinked slightly: "Feng Long, you said that Zimeng was like this after using the unsealed evil talisman?" ”

Seeing Zhou Fan asking, Feng Long nodded subconsciously: "Then stretch out your hand." Zhou Fan held the ancient sword in one hand, and passed through the backpack of the sealed dragon, not knowing what he was digging in it.

"You, what do you want to do?" Feng Long was still very scared when he saw Zhou Fan like this, because he had already broken into the Ancient Strange Array at the intersection of the three provinces before, so now Feng Long was very resistant when he saw Zhou Fan's expression.

"Don't ink, tonight's special circumstances can only be treated specially, if you don't act, hurry up, I'm afraid that even I won't be able to cope with it for a while" After speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Feng Long, but he was snickering in his heart: "Ya let you usually hurt me, look at my brother won't let you bleed more tonight." ”

Although Zhou Fan thought so in his heart, he still did enough work on the surface, and looked at Feng Long with a righteous face, which made Feng Long twitch the corners of his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhou Fan with contempt.

Seeing Feng Long's eyes, Zhou Fan was a little lacking in confidence, and smiled hehe, although Feng Long was reluctant in every way, he looked at Zimeng who was unconscious, and could only follow Zhou Fan's instructions.

took the sword in Zhou Fan's hand and slashed it on his hand, the blade with silver light was sharper than anything, and in an instant, Feng Long was cut by the ancient sword, and the blood continued to flow towards the sword body.

Feng Long, who was in pain under the sword, trembled, and before he could recover a little, Zhou Fan took the ancient sword and held down his hand, and slashed another sword on the wound, this time the pain almost made Feng Long almost faint, and he just wanted to burst a sentence at Zhou Fan, but Zhou Fan's movements were faster, and he took out Yunnan Baiyao and gauze in his backpack and bandaged Feng Long.

Zhou Fan knew early on that Feng Long was afraid of pain, and he had long wanted to do this, because he didn't do it, Feng Long didn't know when he would dare to do it, so he would prepare in advance, otherwise if there was not enough blood, he would not be able to save Zimeng and the dean.

"Your uncle's Zhou Fan..."

Zhou Fan ignored Feng Long's wound when he saw that he was no longer bleeding, but turned to Tianyou and said, "You go to the back compartment and get two umbrellas, you can't always be drenched in the rain." ”

Seeing Tianyou walking towards the car, Zhou Fan took the ancient sword and looked at it, only to see that the ancient sword was stained with the blood of the sealed dragon, and as the falling rain washed on the sword body, little by little blood slowly flowed down from the sword body.

Tianyou didn't take a while and brought three umbrellas, one and handed them to Feng Long, and the other two held one for Zhou Fan and Zimeng, seeing that Tianyou had already set up the umbrella, Zhou Fan was not talking nonsense, and bent over to carve a strange pattern with the tip of his sword in front of Zimeng, one like gossip but like a quadrangular pattern.

When the pattern was engraved, the blood on the sword slowly dripped on the carved pattern with the ancient sword, and Tianyou now knows why Zhou Fan asked him to get the umbrella, because they were all drenched in the rain for a night and now it doesn't change much whether to use the umbrella or not, but Zhou Fan still insisted on letting him get the umbrella.

It turns out that it is not purely to avoid the rain, and the most important thing is that the pattern carved at this time cannot be hit by the rain, and the impact of the raindrops falling on the ground the size of beans is not small, but it is enough to change the texture of the entire carved pattern.

When Zhou Fan carved the pattern and gently slashed it on Zimeng's hand with his sword, the moment the blood flowed out, Zhou Fan immediately used his ring finger to catch it, and a drop of blood pressed on Zimeng's eyebrows.

In an instant, the entire pattern was glowing with blood-red, and at this time, the blood pressed between Zimeng's eyebrows was gone, and as the flash of the pattern disappeared, Zhou Fan looked at the gossip-like pattern in front of him, and then lifted the ancient sword and cut a sword in Zimeng's hand.

The blood that was about to drip dry on the sword body was stained red by Zimeng's blood again, and Zimeng Zhoufan, who was watching the blood flowing, did not stop the bleeding for him, but waited until the sword body had enough blood, and then took out Yunnan Baiyao and gauze again and bandaged Zimeng simply.

After bandaging Zimeng's wound, the red light of the pattern on the ground became more and more dim, Zhou Fan saw this, lifted the sword and slowly carved the pattern again, but this time it was depicted against the pattern pattern.

It wasn't until Zhou Fan carved the entire pattern in the opposite direction that he put away the sword and carried it behind his back, and slowly the pattern on the ground gradually changed from a red light to a bright red existence.

The drop of blood that was lit up by Zhou Fan between Zimeng's eyebrows also appeared at this time, glowing red, and seeing such a magical scene made Feng Long and Tianyou who were standing on the side couldn't help but be dumbfounded.