Chapter 345: Squirting Blood

Fan Lang has been promoted by one level, counting the previous two levels, he has been promoted by three levels in a row, and his strength has been improved by leaps and bounds, with each data increasing by tens of thousands, and the total combat power has reached 50,013 points, breaking through the 50,000 mark. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is just his usual state, if he enters the human dragon form, coupled with the help of all kinds of equipment, the total combat power will go to a higher level, far above Xuanjun!

Fan Lang's hand took out several blood spirit ginseng plants in a row, as if he was playing a trick.

Zhao Wuchen stared at Fan Lang's hand and asked, "Do you have more blood spirit ginseng?"

"No, just these four plants. Fan Lang shook his head and said.

"The blood spirit ginseng is very powerful, you have to digest it slowly if you eat one plant, you can pour it, eat four plants in one go, and you are not afraid of accidents. ”

"I'm an acute. ”

In fact, Fan Lang did eat too much, blood ginseng is a great tonic, comparable to a thousand-year-old ginseng, full of firepower, eating so much, the body will not be able to bear it. At this time, his face was flushed, and he had a fight with the red-faced Guan Gong.

"Your face is turning so red. Zhao Wuchen pointed at Fan Lang's face.

"It's just a little bit of a fire, don't worry about the details. As soon as Fan Lang finished speaking, two wisps of blood came out of his nostrils.

"You're getting a nosebleed!"

"It's okay, just wipe it. ”

Fan Lang wiped the nosebleed with the back of his hand.

Burst!

Not long after wiping it, his nostrils seemed to open the floodgates, spurting blood outward, and the picture was very spectacular.

"God, you've become a waterfall!

Zhao Wuchen hurriedly took out the handkerchief and handed it to Fan Lang.

Fan Lang used a handkerchief to block the bloody nostrils, seal the blood veins leading to the nostrils, and stop the bleeding.

"It's all right now. Fan Lang wiped away the blood stains and looked calm.

It's like plugging a leaky bucket, and if it stops in one place, the water will push elsewhere.

Zhao Wuchen glared at Fan Lang and raised his hand to Fan Lang's ear.

"What's the matter?" asked Fan Lang.

"Your nose is fine, now it's bleeding from your ears. Zhao Wuchen reminded in a daze.

Fan Lang touched his ears, there was really blood, he repeated his old trick and sealed the blood in his ears.

Plugging here, blood began to gush from other places, Fan Lang seemed to be repairing a broken bucket, making up for it here, making up for it there, and finally sealing all the places on his body that could bleed.

He no longer bleed, but began to swell, the surface of his body slowly bulged, becoming fatter and fatter, and the energy in his body roared, and he was on the verge of going berserk. It's better to block than to sparse, block all places, resulting in nowhere to vent the power of the medicine, this is the result.

Zhao Wuchen was horrified and exclaimed, "You shouldn't explode, right? Stay away from me!"

She retreated a hundred paces away and distanced herself from Fan Lang.

Eating four blood spirit ginseng plants in a row, this is worth it, if it really explodes, the power must be amazing, enough to raze the surrounding area to the ground.

Fan Lang didn't explode, but he didn't toss lightly, and after digesting it for three days, his body returned to normal, and the blood on his face faded. In the past few days, he has cultivated the sword chalcedony jade liquid to six thousand small swords, which is even more powerful.

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At night, the moon is dark, the primordial moon is shrouded in dark clouds, and the earth is pitch black.

Fan Lang used Xuanli as a light source to illuminate a small area of wilderness. Zhao Wuchen turned his back to him and stood not far away, looking at the hazy and dim night sky.

"Lao Zhao. Fan Lang talked.

The atmosphere was instantly destroyed by this voice, and Zhao Wuchen's forehead appeared with the word "well" in the shape of angry lines, and he suddenly turned his head and glared at Fan Lang: "Don't call me Lao Zhao again!"

"The name is just a code name, you call me cross-eyed, I don't blame you, call you Lao Zhao, this is close, it proves that we have a good relationship, like glue and paint, honey and oil, regardless of each other, love each other, the sea is dry and rotten......"

"Stop! I don't have such a good relationship with you. ”

"Alas, you are just shy, no matter how much you value me in your heart, you just refuse to admit it. ”

"I don't value you, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Look! There is a cloud boat flying in the sky!"

Fan Lang said suddenly.

When Zhao Wuchen heard this, he looked at the sky again, but he didn't see anything.

Fan Lang took the opportunity to use a tracking card and bounced a ball of light onto Zhao Wuchen's body, quietly leaving a mark. Even if the two are separated, they can be located by the marker. He did this, naturally, for a purpose.

"You're lying to me again!" Zhao Wuchen turned around and accused.

Fan Lang whistled, turned his face away from Zhao Wuchen, and pretended to be nothing.

Zhao Wuchen had no choice but to sulk at Fan Lang.

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In the early morning of the next day, Fan Lang went to the last stop of his trip to the Triangle Domain, the Refuge Mountain Villa. Today, he is going to destroy this place of refuge.

The so-called Refuge Mountain Villa is actually a place where dirt and dirt are hidden, and there are all kinds of dirt in it.

For example, some thieves who have harmed many women of good families have been hunted down by the righteous path and fled to the mountain of refuge to avoid punishment.

Such a person also deserves refuge?

Avoid a fart!

Halfway through, Fan Lang took a fancy to a mountain, where he could climb high and look into the distance and see the situation of the refuge villa.

"Next I'm going to destroy the Sanctuary Villa, where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there is no shortage of strong people. You can't come with me, just watch from this mountain. I'll leave a few puppets to protect you. Fan Lang pointed to the top of the mountain.

Something similar had happened a few times a few days ago, Zhao Wuchen was used to it, didn't say anything, and obediently went to the top of the mountain.

Fan Lang sent out the ghost scorpion puppet, the mechanical spider, and the Black Moon Lin, and asked these guys to protect Zhao Wuchen just in case.

Today he is not only going to destroy the Vault Villa, but he also has to do another important thing.

He can't be cross-eyed all the time, and he will eventually return to his original face.

After knowing the truth, how will Zhao Wuchen feel?

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea, Fan Lang can't guess it, so he can only go with the flow.

The fate between the two may stop at the absurdity of that night, or it may continue.

Fan Lang walked on the road alone, his back was alone, and he came all the way to the gate of the refuge villa.

As far as the eye can see, the huge mountain villa is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the architecture is very elegant, exuding extraordinary momentum.

There was a little boy in front of the door, who had limited knowledge and had a misunderstanding, and asked aloud, "Are you here to take refuge?"

"No, I'm here to kill someone. Fan Lang smiled, and at the same time, the killing intent erupted, soaring into the sky, forming a sharp air flow visible to the naked eye, demonstrating towards the entire Refuge Mountain Villa.

The boy's face changed and he fled back to the villa.

The naked* naked killing intent alarmed the people in the villa.

I heard a clear man's voice sounding from the village, the words were shocking, and the poems were sung.

"A lonely guest from afar, I didn't know it in the past. The village gate is protected from wind and snow, and the eaves are as warm as spring. When is the grievance, where is the homeless. Qingfeng's blood is rusty, please don't force him. ”

"Welcome to the Humble House. ”

The owner of the refuge villa came slowly, walked out of the village gate in one hundred meters.

He is Emperor Xuan!