Crazy, crazy, completely crazy!

Xianhong saw that Liu Lang actually wanted to shake hands with the white ghost corpse, and the expression on her face immediately became colorful.

The white ghost corpse is famous for its indiscriminate slaughter, and its strength is also known for its strength.

This is undoubtedly accompanied by a tiger, and maybe when you are bitten, your life will be completely reimbursed.

The expression on Liu Lang's face was very calm, not even the slightest vigilance, but that feeling was confident.

The white ghost corpse has never seen anyone in this world treat them like this.

Since this white ghost corpse was inadvertently discovered, in addition to being hunted down, it was sealed and refined.

This time he finally escaped, and the white ghost corpse subconsciously ran to this place.

Although the white ghost corpse has no soul and has an inferior IQ, it can sense friendship or hostility.

Seeing Liu Lang stretch out his hand, the white ghost corpse hesitated for more than three minutes before slowly reaching out and touching the dry hand to Liu Lang's hand.

"Ah...... You, you're ......"

Xianhong screamed again in shock.

When the white ghost corpse heard the voice, he suddenly retracted his hand back.

Sting!

The sharp fingertips cut a hole in Liu Lang's palm without any suspense.

This time, the white ghost corpse seemed to become annoyed, squeaked and whispered twice, and pounced towards Liu Lang again.

Liu Lang was shocked, he didn't expect the white ghost corpse to be so funny.

Just now, it was just Xianhong who let out an exclamation, but it seemed to have completely stimulated the white ghost corpse.

The hands of the white ghost corpse were like electricity, and the two shadows slashed through Liu Lang's chest.

The huge momentum directly knocked Liu Lang away.

Liu Lang slammed into the wall behind him.

The next moment, the white ghost corpse suddenly rushed forward, grabbed one of Liu Lang's arms, and his thin body burst out with infinite strength, carrying Liu Lang was as easy as carrying a little chick.

Liu Lang wanted to resist, but when he saw that the white ghost corpse actually carried himself towards the Buddha statue, he was suddenly puzzled.

"What does it want to do?"

In these few blows, although Liu Lang was a wolf, it was not enough to be fatal.

In addition to mobilizing the yin and yang qi in his body to repair his injuries, Liu Lang did not act rashly.

The white ghost corpse carried Liu Lang and walked towards the Buddha statue step by step.

When he was seven or eight steps away from the Buddha statue, the white ghost corpse stopped again, threw Liu Lang to the ground, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face, pointing to the Buddha statue, and then pointing to the blood in Liu Lang's palm.

Liu Lang got up and stared at the white ghost corpse with a puzzled expression.

It's just a step away, as long as Liu Lang takes a step forward, he can hide in the protective range of the Buddha statue, and as before, this white ghost corpse obviously can't move himself.

However, if you keep hiding, not only will you not be able to escape, but there is no point in it.

Liu Lang clearly felt what the white ghost corpse wanted to do for himself.

Looking at the blood flowing from the palm of his hand, Liu Lang hesitated slightly, and then asked, "You let me spill the blood?" ”

"Squeak!"

The white ghost corpse screamed in a low voice, a pair of white eyes trembled twice, grabbed Liu Lang's other arm, and pointed to the Buddha statue.

Liu Lang also roughly understood the meaning of the white ghost corpse.

It seems to want to bring itself to the Buddha statue.

In front of Liu Lang, there is an invisible barrier, this barrier has no effect on himself and Xianhong, and it can almost be said that there is no zài.

However, it seems to have infinite lethality against the white ghost corpse.

The white ghost corpse should be afraid of this barrier, which allowed Liu Lang to lead the way.

Xianhong watched Liu Lang and the quilt frantically, and was pointed at by the white ghost corpse, but she was confused, and shouted: "Shameless, what are you doing with the white ghost corpse?" What does it mean? ”

Several times was ruined by Xianhong and ruined the opportunity to reconcile with the white ghost corpse, Liu Lang gave Xianhong a white look.

Without saying a word, Liu Lang turned his head to look at the white ghost corpse, slowly raised his hand, and pushed the palm of his bloody hand forward.

Seeing that Liu Lang understood what he meant, the white ghost corpse's eyes immediately widened, and he stared at Liu Lang's hand expectantly.

Nothing abnormal happened, Liu Lang's hand passed through the place where the white ghost corpse was knocked away just now, and it was still like passing through the air, without any change.

A strange appearance immediately appeared on the face of the white ghost corpse, which seemed to feel incredible.

"Squeak."

The white ghost corpse screamed twice, rolled its eyes twice, and looked at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang didn't understand the meaning of the white ghost corpse, so he had to ask tentatively, "Do you want me to help you get close to the Buddha statue?" ”

The white ghost corpse heard Liu Lang talking to him, thought for a while, and nodded.

"Does it understand me?"

Liu Lang was overjoyed, pointed to the Buddha statue, and hurriedly asked, "Where is there what you are looking for?" ”

The white ghost corpse looked at Liu Lang's friendly face, thought about it, and nodded again.

Looking at the appearance of the white ghost corpse, it was completely instinctive.

Liu Lang hesitated slightly, pointed to his shoulder that was grabbed by the white ghost corpse, and grinned: "If you believe me, how about I help you get in?" ”

The white ghost corpse was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would hurt Liu Lang again and again, and he would actually help himself.

The white ghost corpse's miserable eyes flashed with a look of thought, and he slowly let go of Liu Lang.

Xianhong was under the Buddha statue, and saw this qiē in her eyes, and her face was full of horror and stunned.

The cruelty and ruthlessness of the white ghost corpse has been rumored for a long time, this Liu Lang actually talked to the white ghost corpse, and he still wanted to help it?

The most important thing is that the white ghost corpse is still a little friendly.

Damn, has the worldview really been subverted?

"No, shameless, you can't help it!"

"White ghost corpses not only kill people, but even their own corpse clan will kill, the meaning of their survival is to eat, eat people, and even eat along with the clan!"

Xianhong stood up and kept waving her hands, trying to stop Liu Lang's seemingly stupid move.

This time, the white ghost corpse calmed down a lot, and it seemed to have admitted the person in front of him who Liu Lang was not the same as Xianhong.

Liu Lang didn't pay attention to Xianhong at all, and did not return to the Buddha statue, but walked around behind the white ghost corpse, pointed to the invisible barrier and said, "You try again, I'll see what is going on?" ”

The white ghost corpse nodded thoughtfully, and raised his foot to hit it up.

Seeing this, Liu Lang grabbed the white ghost corpse and said hurriedly: "Damn, aren't you looking for death when you hit like this?" Please, use your brain, okay? ”

The white ghost corpse was shouted by Liu Lang, but it was a little inexplicable.

Liu Lang walked to the place where the white ghost corpse was side by side, stretched out a hand, made a gesture of touching, and said, "You are like this, try it a little, and I will see what is blocking you." ”

The white ghost corpse seemed to understand what Liu Lang meant, and stretched out his hand sluggishly, but before he could straighten his arm, a golden light suddenly burst out.

At the same time, a film that is difficult to distinguish instantly appears.

The white ghost corpse instantly retracted its hand as if it had been electrocuted.

However, this time, the white ghost corpse was not knocked away, and it didn't seem to believe what happened just now, so he turned his head to look at Liu Lang and glared at him, the feeling was actually a look of worship. (To be continued.) )