"Is it so simple?" Fang Mu said, "Is it just a matter of dripping blood on the stone?"

"Of course not. Lao Liu said: "You probably need a bowl of blood, you can just soak the stone and the head of the bloody spear in the blood." ”

After speaking, Lao Liu took a bowl directly from the shelf, a very large bowl.

"So much?" Fang Mu had a toothache: "How many eggs do you have to eat to make up for it?" ”

Lao Liu: "......"

Sure enough, there will be no normal people in the executive meeting, except for me Liu Jiu.

The shepherd of a scattered hall is worried about bloodshed, which is very bad to say!

Fang Mu smiled: "Just kidding. ”

The Blood Flame Spear was raised by Fang Muping, and then Fang Mu swiped his wrist expressionlessly, and a wound appeared.

Lao Liu stared at Fang Mu's expression and said, "There is no one else here, just shout out the pain, don't pretend to be a tough guy." ”

Fang Mu said expressionlessly: "It doesn't hurt at all." ”

To be reasonable, it's not that other people pretend to force it, sometimes it's a matter of habit, and if you get used to it, you get used to it.

Until now, there had been no pain for Fang Mu to shout.

However, the next scene completely subverted the three views of Fang Mu and Lao Liu.

I saw that the wound on Fang Mu's wrist recovered in an instant, and not even a drop of blood came out.

Fang Mu: "......"

Lao Liu: "......"

This is embarrassing, I didn't expect the characteristics of the overall regeneration to come into play at this time.

Lao Liu touched his chin and said, "Your recovery power, or ...... Try again?"

Fang Mu nodded solemnly, and slashed another shot with the Blood Evil Spear, this time the wound was even bigger.

However, only a few drops of blood were spilled in the bowl, and the wound instantly healed.

Lao Liu: "......"

Fang Mu sighed and said, "Sometimes the recovery power is too strong, and it is also a burden, why don't you help me?"

This look, with a sighing expression, makes people want to bite hard.

Lao Liu said expressionlessly: "How can I help, what if there is no severity, no, you can come by yourself." ”

Fang Mu snorted, sighed after thinking for a long time, and said, "That's it, Lao Liu, you stand back a little." ”

Lao Liu glanced at Fang Mu strangely, and he retreated some distance.

Fang Mu started to ...... Gun drops!

The wound started from Fang Mu's arm and continued to his wrist.

This time, the blood finally rushed out, and the bowl was quickly filled.

Lao Liu looked at Fang Mu's appearance, and there was some shock in his eyes.

It wasn't shocked how ruthless Fang Mu was, but Fang Mu's expression.

From the moment the gun fell, Fang Mu's expression was always very calm, and this calmness was like it was not his own hand.

Lao Liu thought to himself that if this wound appeared on him, it would be very painful to some extent, but Fang Mu's expression was too wrong.

"Do you mean...... Fang Mu is the legendary character who likes that kind of character?"

The more Lao Liu thought about it, the more shocked he became.

Of course, Fang Mu didn't know what Lao Liu thought, the wound had healed, but his current appearance looked a little oozing.

With such a big wound, the blood was almost rushing out, so now Fang Mu's right hand was full of blood, but his expression was very calm, forming a strange sense of difference.

"That's it. ”

Fang Mu directly soaked the head of the bloody spear into it, and then threw the transparent stone into it, quietly waiting for the change.

I saw that after the stone and the spear head were soaked in blood, the transparent stone actually sucked the blood in the bowl clean like a bloodsucking worm.

The original transparency turned bloody, and the stone approached the head of the Bloody Lance, and then slowly melted in.

The blood light on the blood demon spear flashed, and the head of the spear became more and more dark red, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dense forest.

Fang Mu picked up the bloody gun and looked at it, feeling a strange feeling.

His connection with the Blood Gun seems to have become even closer.

Lao Liu said slowly: "It's done." ”

Fang Mu snorted and was about to speak, but who knew that at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came out behind him.

Hearing this voice, Fang Mu turned his head violently.

I saw that Nanli, who had been staying in the corner, suddenly squatted down, holding his head with his hand, and making a slight painful sound.

"What's the situation?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Mu came directly to Nanli's side, stretched out his hand and pressed Nanli's shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nan Li didn't answer Fang Mu, just kept making a small sound.

At this time, a cold air appeared on Nan Li's body, and the cold air continued to spread, making Fang Mu's hands freeze red.

However, Fang Mu didn't let go, but grabbed Nan Li's shoulder tightly, and the expression on his face became more and more cold.

"Southern Sect Master ......"

This cold qi Fang Mu had seen before, that is, when he used the old talisman master's rune paper to release the Southern Sect Master for a short time.

Nanli's voice gradually became smaller, and then she raised her head, the middle second breath in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a coldness.

"Smack. ”

Nanli stretched out his hand, and after patting Fang Mu's hand away, he stood up and said lightly: "The crack is getting bigger and bigger, okay, good." ”

Lao Liu suddenly came to Fang Mu's side and said in a gloomy tone: "Sect Master Nan, good means, I didn't expect you to be able to use this stone to open the cold ice. ”

Nanli smiled faintly and said, "It's not completely opened, but it just makes the existing crack a little bigger." ”

Speaking of which, the momentum on Nan Li's body continued to grow stronger, and he didn't stop until he reached a limit.

"It's a pity, the crack is not big enough, it's just to the Feather Realm. ”

Nanli's voice was filled with regret.

Lao Liu said coldly: "You calculate me and use my things to help you get out of trouble." ”

Black water appeared in Lao Liu's hand, wrapped in a bloody spear.

After a long time, Lao Liu withdrew the black water and said slowly: "Fortunately, the effect of the stone has not been weakened......"

Nanli took a step forward, and his voice was cold: "I can't imagine that the six princes, who have always taken the common people as their own responsibility, are also so selfish, and use that thing to strengthen the connection between me and this person." ”

Fang Mu glanced back at Lao Liu, his face puzzled.

Lao Liu didn't deny it, and said: "This is a benefit to you, Fang Mu is talented and worthy of you." ”

"Wait!"

Fang Mu suddenly raised his hand and interrupted the conversation between the two: "What do you mean, deserve it?"

He understood that Lao Liu was using this to let him strengthen his connection with Nanli.

Nan Li turned his head to stare at Fang Mu and said coldly, "There is no you here...... Huh?"

The sentence was not finished because a gun interrupted her.

Fang Mu was holding a bloody spear, the tip of the spear was only an inch away from Nan Li's neck, and his voice was cold: "Go back, let Nan Li out, otherwise ......"

"Do you still want to do it?" Nan Li's gaze also turned cold: "After getting along for so long, you can do it, you are really an indifferent person." ”

"Nanli is not you, and you are not Nanli. Fang Mu smiled, and the murderous intent in his eyes appeared: "Hurry up and go back, otherwise...... It's better to live than to die!"