"It's broken."

"Don't touch the snake ring!"

Fang Shu put his hand on the snake ring, and just as he was about to forcibly take it off, he heard Nalan Jin's scolding.

He looked up and saw that Nalan Jin teleported in front of him, and the surrounding water formed a transparent oxygen mask.

Nalan Jin threw the dragon heart bone incense to Feng Xuanming next to him without looking back, and opened his mouth with a stiff face, speaking quickly:

"The black dragon was raised by our Nalan family in order to nourish the innate magic weapon 'Witch Mask'."

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The phone that the two put in the diving bag rang with a prompt.

Feng Xuanming breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Shu looked at Nalan Jin's aggrieved expression, and said with a smile: "Sister Lan made a deal with you?" ”

"It's a hint of the sincerity of my offering."

Nalan Jin sneered: "She said that I owe her two lives, and obviously your handiwork is indispensable here, so she will really buckle her hat and do business." ”

"The price of a commodity is determined by market demand, and if you need it urgently, it will be precious."

Fang Shu took the dragon heart bone incense in Feng Xuanming's hand, and glanced at the dragon girl who was trapped by Nalan Jin's illusion everywhere:

"Miss Nalan, these are all of your own volition, Sister Lan has done nothing wrong."

"No wonder you got along so well when you first met," Nalan Jin sneered, "It's really stinky, a nest of snakes and rats." ”

"It's overrated."

Fang Shu smiled and looked behind Nalan Jin: "Remind me, your opponent is here." ”

Nalan Jin quickly withdrew his illusion technique, and saw the dragon girl attack again, his eyes disdainful:

"You are the same, you have been pitted by that Taoist priest enough.

"But the dragon heart bone incense is here, she can't finish the Nine Dragons Sacrifice, it's useless to go up, and you can't consume me for time."

"No matter what this dragon heart bone incense is, it proves that she can't use it, there is another way."

Fang Shu looked at the churning water, his eyes slightly dark: "The wind is coming." ”

……

In front of the Dragon Palace.

"Heheha......"

Yan Lan was still laughing, but Zhang Wen was so shocked by the changes in front of her that she couldn't speak.

She only saw Yan Lan rest for a few seconds, and suddenly she was stunned to speak to the air on the right, and suddenly pointed the hairpin at herself, and even pulled off the Five Emperor Coins to let the pollution spread.

Zhang Wen was frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was waved open by Yan Lan.

The air was dead.

"What a way to break it, it's no different from what I thought."

Yan Lan gasped for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed at the void, the louder she laughed, and even her shoulders trembled slightly:

"No wonder you were slaughtered by me, just because you are not only mentally retarded, but also always feel that you are superior, so you can eat more fish to replenish your brain if you have nothing to do, but the fish scales are similar, I can also send you."

"The ...... of the Path"

Watching Yan Lan tear off her wetsuit, Zhang Wen instinctively felt that something was wrong, and hesitated to take a step.

Yan Lan was obviously sick now, and she was about to open her hand just now.

It is said that the world of the mentally ill will distort the objects of reality, and if Yan Lan kills her as an enemy, it will be all over.

"Nope." Zhang Wen gritted her teeth and made up her mind, but saw Yan Lan stand up, and the top half of her wetsuit was torn off.

The white shirt was covered in blood, and there were wounds on the bare waist, but it wasn't the most terrifying.

Zhang Wen suddenly covered her mouth in horror and retreated, and her pupils shook violently:

She saw that Yan Lan's bare arms, neck, and waist were covered with rotting fish scales.

There was a glow in the darkness, like a dense crowd with malicious eyes.

In the next second, Yan Lan reached out and scraped off the fish scales on her arm with her fingernails, the scales were all in the flesh, and all of them were blood.

"Vomit-" Zhang Wen couldn't help but feel nauseous and terrifying.

It's so abnormal.

This person, the person laughing and self-harming, is so weird.

The black cloud suddenly flashed with lightning, and the moment the light poured out, Zhang Wen saw Yan Lan suddenly stop moving.

Several lightning bolts in a row, and heavy rain fell on Yan Lan with the wind.

Zhang Wen looked at her and blinked slowly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her compassionate eyes were low and soft.

The wind was so strong that it seemed to blow away her thin body in the blink of an eye, and the rain was so heavy that it seemed to crush all her breath and pillars.

It seemed that in the next second, this person was going to be broken with blood.

“…… Excuse me. ”

Yan Lan laughed, her fragile body was instantly recycled, and she casually threw away the bloody fish scales, her tone was casual and gentle, with a little mocking self-deprecation:

"I hope it doesn't scare you, this place is really wrong, it makes my condition a little unstable, but don't worry, I have set aside time to get sick."

As she spoke, she untied the diving bag around her waist and threw it to Zhang Wen, and her tone returned to calm:

"Put things on the table.

"I've calculated before: there is only one Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Dragon Palace, and there will be no danger. I won't go in, this is really disrespectful, you remember to worship the Bodhisattva for me. ”

"Hey, okay." Zhang Wen nodded hurriedly, picked up the diving bag on the ground and walked into the Dragon Palace.

Yan Lan watched Zhang Wen enter the Dragon Palace, and then she raised her hand and pressed her temples hard:

"I knew that I would get sick, but fortunately I didn't kill in advance."

She thought for a moment, turned her back to Zhang Wen and unbuttoned her thin shirt, revealing her scaly body.

Only the heart and mouth are bound by the shackles of merit, and there is no proliferation of foreign bodies.

It doesn't matter if the dragon heart bone incense is missing.

In addition to the one in the body of the nine-headed dragon, there is another way to get it.

That is, to assimilate himself with the hydra, with his own bones.

"It's better to take your own bones."

Yan Lan turned the wooden hairpin between her fingers, and then aimed at her heart, and suddenly bent her lips and smiled: "I don't know if it will hurt me." ”

After she finished speaking, a hairpin stabbed into her chest and sliced it open, revealing bloody flesh and bones.