The room was silent, and Thirteen Lang pondered alone, unable to truly calm himself.

The blue bottle was "driven" away, and Thirteen Lang noticed that she was a little different from usual, although he didn't know if it was caused by the sound of the piano, he still used the excuse to urge her to go back to breathe as soon as possible, so as not to leave any troubles behind.

Thirty years at least, no more than fifty years, the blood domain will be opened again, this is the answer that Blue Bottle left to Thirteen Lang, it doesn't sound very reliable, but it is the most reasonable.

The Blood Domain has been open for seven hundred years, but after many explorations, the situation there has become a little different, and on the whole, it is closer to collapsing, so that the opening time has been delayed, and it is not as accurate as before. In other words, whoever obtains the Blood Tripod will not be able to do anything superfluous after thirty years, and will need to be ready to teleport to another dimension at any time.

There are three people who have plotted to rob the Lin family's blood, and their methods are different, which proves that their attitudes on this matter are different. The Blood Dance is the most direct and resolute, most of them have mastered a certain method, and they can take the Blood Ding without Lin Ruhai's willingness, and the trip to the Blood Domain is inevitable. The other two parties adopted a roundabout and gentle approach, still premised on the Lin family's willingness, perhaps because they were reluctant to protect the two percent, or because their attitude towards the Blood Domain was not as urgent as the Blood Dance.

Although it is possible for the Blood Dance to forcibly take the Blood Ding, it must take a lot of time to prepare, such as melting blood for refinement, contacting people, etc., and the most important thing is to try to find a way to minimize the "Qi Influence" mentioned by Blue Bottle. As for the three-party covenant, in Thirteen Lang's opinion, most of them are not to enjoy the blood tripod alone, but to compete to be the one who holds the tripod.

Entering the blood realm is full of dangers, the more people who accompany the better, and the stronger the strength, the better; It's better than finding someone else. Add two or three cronies per person, enough for ten people. It also exerts the power of the blood tripod to the extreme.

This inference cleared up the previous doubts, after the appearance of Thirteen Lang. Blood Dance felt that there was a chance to get the Blood Ding in its entirety, so she let Thirteen Lang give grace to the Lin family, perhaps in their opinion, if the Lin family could take the initiative to hand over the Blood Ding, no matter who it fell into, it would be easier to deal with than Lin Ruhai, a mortal who didn't eat hard and soft.

With this, Lin Ruhai did not insult his ancestors, and he was proud enough.

Thinking like this, the Impurity and Messy Cloak are estimated to be about the same, so it can be seen that Thirteen Lang has an advantage in the short term. Before the appearance of the blood ding, the three kings were nominally not involved in the situation of the flurry, but they were reluctant to let him die.

"Thirty Years"

Reading and reciting this number, Shisanlang suddenly took out the Xiao pipe, and after thinking about it, he brought it to his lips and blew out a few monotone syllables.

He was the only one left in the room, and no one cared whether Xiao Yin was good or bad. After waiting quietly for a while, Thirteen Lang blew out a few more syllables.

After a while, he blew again

It's a bit childish.

There was no response several times. Thirteen Lang sighed and said to himself: "Master, I don't care about a lot of past suspicions, what are you afraid of?"

Still no one cares.

Thirteen Lang was a little angry and said, "Don't come out again." I won't take you to play in the future. ”

This is not only childish, but simply neurotic. Normal people don't care about neuropathy, so Thirteen Lang still can't wait for the response he wants to wait.

"Don't show up, don't regret it!" warned Jusan Lang.

A breeze blew in through the window. Wantonly laugh at him for being boring.

"Still not showing up yet?"

"Really don't show up"

"Well, since you won't come. So this thing."

Thirteen Lang took out an object and held it in his hand, and said regretfully: "It's still ruined." ”

The flames rise. This was accompanied by a shocking cheer that was extremely poignant to the extreme

"Don't cross the jade butterfly!"

The thing was gone, and Shisanlang looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and scolded unceremoniously: "Slut!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a slut, I'm a fucking slut!"

The handsome and handsome face was full of flattering smiles, and she stretched out her hand and begged pitifully: "The thirteenth master has a lot, don't worry about the little brother, reward me?"

A mere flame can burn out the jade butterfly? It can only be said that Mei Shuai is so shocked that she is completely out of shape.

What is it that makes him like this? Thirteen Lang was really a little surprised, and then couldn't help laughing, and said, "You dare to talk back!"

If the younger brother is a cheap product, how good can he be as a brother? Mei Shuai is Mei Shuai in the end, he is willing to fall and still does not forget to fight back, and he has to pull Thirteen Lang into the water if he lives or dies.

"Say, why did it take so long to come. ”

"I'm wronged!"

Mei Shuai complained bitterly and said: "I have been looking for you in the Spirit Domain for a long time, but I can't find out the news, so I have to suppress my worries about Brother Xiao and come to the Demon Domain alone."

"Wait, where is Gongzi Yu?

"That kid has no conscience, he ran to mix with some ancient family, and refused to worry about Brother Xiao's safety. ”

As he spoke, Mei Shuai's gaze never left Thirteen Lang's hand, his eyes were greedy and hesitant, as if he was thinking about how sure he could be if he killed people and seized treasures.

"The three kings are all my friends, aren't they?" said Jusan Lang with a smile.

"yes, it's so good that you can't blow it up, you can die! ”

"Then you don't care. Nonsense aside, do you want this thing?" said Jussan.

As long as Brother Xiao gives it to me, the affairs of the Seven Sects will be settled by Ben Shuai!"

"Hehe, you know so much, you've been here for a long time!" said Thirteen Lang.

"Hmm, what a handsome person, it's not easy to inquire about this matter. ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. ”

"I don't believe you. ”

"You are well, the thirteenth master is wise and martial, you can call whatever you like, but you have to believe Ben Shuai and my words, I have only been here for a few days, and I haven't even figured out the situation. ”

There wasn't much time for Tomiaoyinmen to spread his reputation, and Thirteen Lang knew that Meishuai didn't tell a lie, so he didn't think much of it for himself, and said, "Say it." What are the plans for now? ”

Mei Shuai held his head high and replied solemnly: "Only Brother Xiao is the first to look forward." ”

"That's good. You go and die. Thirteen Lang waved his hand and punched, striking out a black qi that seemed to have no power.

"Magical powers!" Mei Shuai screamed. Looking at Thirteen Lang's eyes were full of horror and disbelief, as if he was a vicious wolf that came out of the belly of a pig

The Thousand Transformations of the Soul Shaping is not a joke, Leng Yu's life-winning technique is even more magical, after more than two years, Thirteen Lang has been able to simulate the magical power of the underworld, the power is pitifully small, but it is enough to scare the courage of the beautiful handsome.

Underworld, in the final analysis, is a spell that can only be used by the dead, and the origin of the beautiful handsome is like a cloud and fog, but it can be determined that it must be related to the underworld. On the contrary, no matter how talented Thirteen Lang is. You can't get out of the realm of living people, how can you use the magic of the underworld?!

The little magic power received the expected effect, and Shisanlang was quite satisfied, and said, "Understood, what you can do, you can do it if you give me some time." And what kind of broken dish, to be honest, I've already collected a piece, and I don't mind taking it away. ”

Mei Shuai was speechless, and her bitter melon-like face twitched. sighed again and again: "I understand, I just helped you, can you give some face?"

Thirteen Lang's face darkened slightly, and he said, "Tell the truth. Is your refusal to show up have anything to do with this?"

What is the matter? Mei Shuai seemed to understand very well, and his expression was slightly ashamed. He replied, "The conjuring sound is useful, but it is also useless; ”

The First World War. Because Meishuai didn't do her best, Leng Yu had to burn the power of reincarnation, in other words, her soul was not lost. Rather, it simply burns and burns out, which is what Mei Shuai says about useful and useless, and perhaps with an element of comfort.

However, having said that, the original cooperation had an element of mutual use, and Mei Shuai did what he should do and could do, who stipulated that he must fight with his life?

Mei Shuai thought about this matter wrongly, Thirteen Lang's resentment was far less serious than he thought, but he was not willing to stop there, so he waved his hand and released Leng Yu's body into his arms, and said in a deep voice: "You take a look again." ”

With long hair as white as hemp, Leng Yu's face was old and calm, completely falling into a state similar to a deep sleep. Her body was not as upright as a gun as before, but curled up in Thirteen Lang's arms like a baby, as if she had encountered something extremely terrifying in her sleep, which was especially pitiful.

For death, the four legs may not know more than Mei Shuai, when he witnessed Leng Yu casting spells, how could he not know what her condition was? I wanted to comfort a few words to deal with the errand, but when he heard Thirteen Lang's calm voice, he felt a palpitation for no reason, and took back the words that came to his mouth.

Seeing that Thirteen Lang had been sending mana to Leng Yu to forcibly maintain his life, Mei Shuai said helplessly: "The vitality is all lost, the soul is shattered, and the origin is exhausted; Say something you shouldn't say, and if you continue like this, you will only drag yourself down. ”

One was colder than the other, and the other was more desperate, Shisanlang's heart almost sank to the bottom, and without a trace of fluctuation, he said in a voice: "I know if I can be saved, look at something else." ”

Mei Shuai said: "The eye of reincarnation is difficult to touch, huh?"

Suddenly hearing that exclamation, Thirteen Lang suddenly raised his head, looked at him with cold and electric eyes, and did not speak.

"Strange, strange, really this kind of thing?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"You don't understand, you don't understand"

Mei Shuai ignored him, hesitated and struggled for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a small door.

The color of the red color is as bright as blood, and the black light around it is like countless snake shadows shuttling, like a passage to the other world. Mei Shuai raised her hand and tapped it, and the small doorpage slowly unfolded, and a golden light came out from the inside, shining on Leng Yu's body.

The naked eye is not noticeable, and it is difficult to see, but Thirteen Lang clearly saw that there were wisps of gray qi that were constantly emitting from Leng Yu's body, and as the golden light shot in, the gray and white aura seemed to converge, gradually condensed into a ball, and regathered in Leng Yu's heart. At the same time, Mei Shuai's body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and black spots appeared on her originally handsome face, which quickly turned into patches and continued to expand around.

In a moment, the gray qi turned into a small whirlpool, and it seemed that its eyes were all the time, stopping at the mouth of Leng Yu's heart and slowly turning; the beautiful handsome seemed to be fifty or sixty years old, and the big red door trembled slightly, as if there was a sign of collapse.

"Close!"

With a soft drink, Hongmen couldn't wait to get back into his body, and Mei Shuai let out a long breath and said, "Okay, it's dead." ”

Thirteen Lang shook his head, savored it for a moment, and said sincerely: "Thank you!"

(To be continued......)