The ink-black eyes looked through the cloak to Tang Youran's cat-like eyes, and the corners of his lips outlined a strange smile: "What a woman who is good at disguise." ”

Tang Youran raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied fearlessly: "What a man who hides his head and shrinks his tail." ”

Leng Qicheng raised his hand and lifted the hat on his cloak, revealing the true face of Lushan.

Demons are not owned by humans.

It's clearly a male and female appearance that is difficult to distinguish, but it makes people shudder. A casual glance in those faint eyes will make people tremble from the depths of their souls.

He stood there casually, but he felt unassailable. It seems to be a relaxed posture, but it can't find a flaw, and there is nowhere to start.

Master, this is a real master!

Although Tang Youran has now lost all the skills she had in the past, and her weak body doesn't even have the most basic intuition, it doesn't affect her analysis of Leng Chengcheng.

A person, you can see his strength from his eyes. This man is not simple.

Leng Chengcheng glanced at Tang Youran, and burst into a smile, but his voice was as emotionless as usual: "The deity and you are the same kind of people, not hiding their heads and shrinking their tails. ”

The implication is that they are all good at disguise.

Tang Youran pursed his lips and stared coldly: "I'm just here to protect myself." ”

Leng Qingcheng suddenly said without a head: "The deity doesn't understand why Qingjiao chose you." ”

What does that mean?

Tang Youran didn't have time to ask, and suddenly felt a burst of blue light flash in front of him. She subconsciously raised her arm to block her eyes, only to feel a pain in her eyebrows, like ten thousand needles passing through, she couldn't help but sigh, and almost fainted in pain.

"It's so weak, it doesn't seem like it can hold on. It's useless to be dead, and it seems that you have to bother to find another person for the frogs......"

Leng Qingcheng's tone was very disdainful, and the tone that treated her like an ant made Tang leisurely grit his teeth and hold on to not letting himself faint.

"What did you do to me?"

The pain in her eyebrows made her unconscious a little dazed, but she insisted on trying to figure out what method he had used.

"Lots of words. ”

Leng Chengcheng's hand caressed Tang Youran's eyebrows, and she was a little impatient to ask, and there was a faint murderous aura on her body.

Tang Youran only felt that the pain penetrated deep into her bone marrow, and just when she could barely continue to hold on, there was a light in her body, and a faint and soft light from the heart mouth quickly spread to her whole body, wrapping her like a transparent eggshell.

Leng Chengcheng's hand retracted like an electric shock, he looked at Tang Youran with some surprise, and reached out unbelievably and flashed to her forehead.

The soft transparent eggshell was extremely strong, and it just blocked Leng Chengcheng's hand, no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't advance half a point.

"Frogs—"

Leng Chengcheng drank lowly, with a slight anxiety in his voice.

He regarded the frog as his life, otherwise he would not have forcibly broken through the space to this kind of place because the frog was injured and needed the blood of the living dead to nourish his wounds.

Tang Youran was wrapped in an eggshell, only to feel a warm current in his body surge, and the pain in his eyebrows disappeared in an instant. She opened her eyes comfortably, and her eyes were emotionless for Shang Leng Cheng.

At that moment, Tang Youran realized fear for the first time, and for the first time really felt that death was so close to her.

The eggshell that wrapped her body became more and more transparent, almost disappearing, and the killing intent in Leng Chengcheng's eyes became stronger and stronger. Tang Youran was sure that as soon as the eggshell disappeared completely, he would definitely kill her as soon as possible.

"Frogs—"

Leng Chengcheng called for the second time.