Before leaving Baicheng, he went to a street again, and it was easy to see a sloppy Pang Lang at a roadside stall.

When Pang Lang saw him, his face changed slightly and even a little frightened, but he soon felt that he seemed impolite like this, and he might even provoke the other party, and immediately showed an ugly smile.

But when he saw the colorful finch on Wang Jian's shoulder, he subconsciously rummaged through the bottle hanging on his waist, but unfortunately he didn't see any reaction on the bottle.

"Have you thought it through? Will you sell me your blood? ”

Pang Lang swallowed his saliva, but he inquired clearly, knowing that this master was killing all sides outside the city last night, and killed the army of the Heavenly Wolf Country.

Such a fierce existence is really not easy to provoke.

"When, of course I do."

Pang Lang didn't dare to refuse at all, not only because he was afraid of the other party, but also because of the extremely fierce killing intent on his body, which made people's hearts furious.

What's more, Wang Jian killed the army of the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom and kept Baicheng, which can be regarded as his savior to a certain extent.

"I don't take advantage of you, these are the rewards."

As he spoke, he took out a bag full of gold and threw it to the other party.

Throwing out gold in public will bring death to Pang Lang.

In this way, you can save a lot of trouble.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, it is impossible for him to spend a lot of money and ask for other people's blood.

Pang Lang didn't even look at the bag, and stuffed it directly into a box and put it: "You, how are you going to take blood?" ”

He trembled when he said this, but this guy was really bold. Even if he was afraid of Wang Jian, he still looked at Caique curiously, obviously extremely curious about monsters.

"Reach out, don't worry, I won't kill you, let alone hurt you."

The syringe was removed, sterilized, and blood was drawn a little rusty.

The blood of the demon hunter actually had a huge damage to the monsters, and even the high-level monsters of the phoenix bloodline like Que'er knelt down, which made him very curious.

There is vampire blood in the house, and there is also the blood of the so-called gods like Loki, and the blood of the demon hunter is so strange, Gwen must be very interested.

Although Wang Jian is curious, it is impossible to spend time researching it, besides, what if it is studied?

It's useless to him, just like the enhancement potions made by Gwen and still collecting the experimental stage, it's all chicken ribs.

But it's a great gift, and it's just right for Gwen.

Pang Lang was even more curious, he had never seen a syringe, and it was transparent, it was really strange to watch his blood get into the syringe.

Wang Jian didn't answer his obligation, and took out five tubes in a row, less than 200 milliliters.

It's just that Pang Lang is malnourished and his body is weak, so he is a little dizzy.

took a piece of cotton and asked him to block it by himself, took out another glass of cold spring wine, and handed it over: "Drink it." ”

"What is this?"

"Good thing, power enhancement."

"Ah, thank you, thank you!"

"To each according to his needs. Don't underestimate your blood, you are a descendant of a demon hunter, and blood will cause great damage to demons. ”

Not only Pang Lang, but even the finches were surprised.

Wang Jian patted Que'er's little head, looked back at Pang Lang and drank the cold spring wine, his weakened appearance was immediately relieved, and even the aura on his body was rapidly powerful.

Obviously, he has practiced family martial arts, but I don't know if it is due to resources or talent, and he has not been able to achieve any results. Now that he has been soaked in blood bodhi and other medicines, he has already shown signs of becoming a martial artist.

"However, if you don't have any strength, don't go to the demon casually, otherwise you won't know how to die." When Wang Jian said this, his face smiled strangely, "I also know Xia Bing and Pang Yong, but I can't watch their descendants find death and end up with their bloodline cut off." ”

Since "Painted Skin 2" has come, "Painted Skin" more than 500 years ago can't be re-entered.

Unless he spent a huge amount of money, such as that face portal, it was impossible for him to know Xia Bing and Pang Yong.

But pretending to be forced, a rare opportunity, it's good to stimulate Pang Lang, who let this guy be a little ambiguous with the finches in the original plot.

If you don't play him, who will you play?

He was in a good mood, hehe chuckled and turned to leave, and Pang Lang behind him was still in a daze.

The back of this sunset, as well as the music of "Painting Heart", which is different from this world, is the last picture that Wang Jian left to Bai Cheng.

As soon as he got out of Baicheng, Wang Jian took out an off-road vehicle, and the finch saw it and immediately shouted.

In the mobile phone that Wang Jian gave her, she had also seen some things in this regard.

It was very strange at the time, but now when I see the real thing, I am immediately a little dumbfounded.

Wang Jian also introduced her one by one, but did not say that she was from another world.

After all, there are monsters in this world, and maybe there are immortals.

If he speaks, he may be blocked, after all, the plot is not over yet.

At the moment, driving a car, chatting with the finch, occasionally eating some tofu, and driving on an unstable road.

Baicheng is not close to the next city, but Wang Jian, who has already taken back all the cameras in confusion, knows the surrounding terrain.

Driving and rushing with the finches doesn't feel dull, after all, there are movies projected on the windshield to watch.

Coupled with the occasional welfare of the finch, he was very satisfied.

At night, the two of them made a campfire on the side of the road and ate frog bone broth and meat together, as well as some other delicacies.

Finches are birds, and they are not used to human food.

But after following Wang Jian for several days, coupled with the use of frog meat as bait, he slowly began to adapt.

At least eating insects is absolutely not allowed by Wang Jian, and once discovered, resolutely resist or even reprimand.

At first, Finch was very dissatisfied, after all, it was her nature. It's like if someone likes to eat a certain dish the most, but resolutely blocks it because the man or woman doesn't allow it, they won't be happy.

Fortunately, Wang Jian has a great influence in front of the finch, and with the bone broth and meat, the finch slowly changes and adapts to Wang Jian's lifestyle.

In this process, the strength of the finch increases dramatically every day, and the strong digestion and absorption ability makes Wang Jian extremely envious.

Three days in a row passed, and the two wandered around various cities and wilderness, with beautiful scenery and different customs, all of which made Wang Jian linger.

The demonic nature of the finch has also been slowly smoothed out in the past few days, although it is still a little rude as usual, but it is no longer about digging people's hearts.

The strong killing intent in Wang Jian's heart was also soothed, and the whole person was calmer. The only drawback is that there are no women around.

Under Wang Jian's persuasion, Que'er slowly understood a lot. Especially some love science and education films she watched in the past few days, which made her even more impressed.

But she couldn't maintain her human form for a long time, so Wang Jian only developed her skills in terms of hands, mouth, legs, etc.

It's impossible to go any further, after all, even if it's a superficial skill, it's turned back into a colorful bird several times.

This is also because he has a strong enough taste, and he is eyeing the birds, and if he is replaced by another person, he may have a psychological shadow long ago.

is so unsatisfied, Wang Jian is also a little depressed.

Some cities have green buildings, but after tasting so many people, they have gradually developed some tastes. The women in the Qinglou really don't like it, so naturally it is impossible to patronize it.

And just when he was bored, the system's prompt finally came.