Zimo glanced at Yan Haoran sympathetically, removed his hand, and said lightly, "The gap is the gap, if you don't understand, you just don't understand." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The gap is the gap, and if you don't understand, you don't understand.

Yan Haoran's face is constantly changing, the gap is the gap, if you don't understand, you just don't understand.

There is no contrast between the two now.

One controls the overall situation, and the other is a prisoner.

But the one who has the whole picture feels a head shorter.

That's right, Yan Haoran doesn't understand, this feeling is really annoying.

Yan Haoran suddenly felt a little ridiculous, didn't Zimo say it, just look at the result.

I don't understand, so what? Does it matter?

Nothing matters anymore.

From the moment Zimo fell into his hands, everything was no longer important.

Whether Yan Haoran understands it or not, it can't change the situation where Zimo is now a prisoner. Now he can kill Zimo with just one thought, but he won't do it, it's too cheap for Zimo to die like this.

What he wants is that Zimo's life is better than death.

Yan Haoran suddenly calmed down, the two fell into a long silence, Yan Haoran turned his head to look at Zimo and said, "Zimo, do you know your next fate?" You may or may not die. However, even if you live, for the rest of your life, you will be no one, no ghost or ghost, and life is better than death. ”

"You better pray for your own good luck."

Living, living, and dying, this is a question, this is not a simple question, and in this era, there are indeed many ways to keep you alive, but life is better than death.

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, life is better than death.

Zimo's eyes shrank, Yan Haoran was going to engage in a conspiracy, he didn't know, even if he knew, it would be useless, because he didn't have the strength to resist at all now.

This feeling of passively waiting for fate to be arranged is really annoying.

Zimo constantly tried to use the power of his life to eliminate the poison in his body.

The power of annihilation can destroy all things, so this toxin should also be within the scope of destruction, and the combination of the power of the emperor and the power of annihilation is even more domineering, but unfortunately it is useless.

Yan Haoran, who knew Zimo's natal characteristics, would not give Zimo this opportunity, and it would be impossible for such a loophole to appear in his plan.

Zimo's natal power has even been blocked, and the speed of running is very slow.

His natal power was slowly eroding the toxin, but the speed was almost negligible.

"Wait with me, waiting for your next fate."

A trace of anger appeared in Zimo's calm eyes, and no one could arrange his fate in the next fate.

Yes, no one.

Zimo's body began to tense and entered a fighting state, fighting, fighting, only fighting could resist this damn fate.

He pounced on Yan Haoran, but unfortunately, it was useless, Yan Haoran subdued Zimo with one move.

Zimo's strength was blocked, and he was not Yan Haoran's opponent at all. Zimo's eyes were a little trance-like, his fate was like a wasteland, fighting was the only means of resistance, leaving the battle, how could he resist this fate?

"Don't resist, Zimo, it's useless."

Yan Haoran knocked Zimo down and tied him up.

The trance in Zimo's eyes disappeared, as long as he didn't die, as long as he didn't die, there was still hope, of course it was possible that hope was false, but Zimo would definitely try to live.

And if you don't die today, you will die in the future, Yan Haoran, I hope that in the future, you won't regret this decision.

Zimo didn't know what Yan Haoran was going to do or who he was waiting for.

He is still constantly wearing out the toxins in his body, even if this speed is almost negligible, but Zimo will not ignore any possibility of escape.

It didn't take long, about ten minutes.

Zimo's body trembled suddenly, although his strength was locked now, the instinct that was exercised between life and death still existed.

As soon as the visitor appeared, Zimo had already discovered him.

This person was wearing a black cloak, the cloak covered his whole body, and he didn't even show his face, he couldn't tell his age, he couldn't tell his gender, and his height was two heads taller than Yan Haoran.

If I had to find a fitting metaphor, this man was like an evil wizard who came out of a castle in the Middle Ages.

This person's voice couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and with a wave of his black robe, he should be pointing at Zimo, "Is that him?" ”

Yan Haoran looked at this person carefully and nodded, "How about the gift to you, are you still satisfied?" ”

The person who came didn't reply, his hand suddenly made a set of mysterious handprints, and slapped at Zimo, Zimo could feel that a special energy invaded his body, but it was immediately rebounded by Zimo's natal power.

The cloaked man's tone was like admiring a fine cargo, "Not bad, not bad." ”

Zimo's eyes showed anger, he hated this person's tone, which reminded him of a bad experience, Yan Haoran seemed to be handing himself over to this cloak man and letting the cloak man deal with himself?

Why didn't Yan Haoran deal with himself personally? Let yourself be a human being, a ghost or a ghost?

And Yan Haoran and this person don't seem to have such a good relationship, and the atmosphere between these two people is a little dull.

Yan Haoran spoke, "Then what do I want?" ”

At this time, from under the cloak appeared the cloaked man's hands, which were slender and pale, but like a woman's hands.

A bottle of potion appeared in the cloaked man's hand, a dreamy blue potion, that blue, a drunken and thrilling beauty.

Zimo clearly felt Yan Haoran's excitement when he saw this bottle of potion, although Yan Haoran was trying his best to hide it.

There must be some secret to this bottle of potion!

Yan Haoran stretched out his hand to pick it up, the cloaked man's body moved, and said to Yan Haoran, "I still don't understand, why do you want this bottle of potion, the doctor said, this bottle of medicine has not been tested successfully at all." Do you know any secrets? ”

Yan Haoran laughed, "I know what secrets, it's none of your business!" ”

There was no successful elixir in the experiment, Zimo's heart moved, obviously Yan Haoran used his advantage in understanding the future information to trade with this person and get this bottle of blue potion.

As for what was not successful in the experiment, Zimo believed that Yan Haoran would definitely be able to make the best use of this potion by using the information he had, but what was this elixir that made him so bothered?

The cloaked man was silent for a moment, looked at Yan Haoran, and said, "It's really hard to feel at ease to keep a guy like you alive!" ”

"So what? Are you going to kill me? ”

Yan Haoran asked absently.

The cloaked man was silent again for a long time, and handed the blue potion to Yan Haoran's hand.

"I hope you won't kill yourself, and those who are our enemies will have only one result - death."

(To be continued.) )