Of course, Bai Lang knew what this happy king was going to do, it was nothing more than that his vitality was exhausted and he would pull the enemy down - self-explosion. The innate master's spirit and spirit are united and self-detonated, which is not small. Bai Lang couldn't run away at all if he was so close, even if his golden bell jar was intact, I am afraid he would not be able to withstand such a self-explosion.

Fortunately, there is a jade fish, and Bai Lang is also confident in himself - how can he also have a master, although he is a thief with an army, but it is very likely that he has left him something to save his life? It is better to think about everything in a good place, so that at least he can feel better when he hangs.

Bai Lang pinned all his hopes on the big guy, anyway, he rolled his eyes and stared twice, and when this happy king exploded, if the big guy appeared, then he would have a play, otherwise at least he should have died neatly.

Sure enough, the jade fish suddenly flicked its tail, Bai Lang only felt a strong force pushing him, and the arm locked in his body by the Happy King was suddenly detached, and at the same time as Bai Lang's blood was soaring, he saw the Happy King show a desperate look - the next moment the light burst out from his body, but at the end of the world, when this light hit Bai Lang's body, he didn't feel anything, and the next moment, Bai Lang disappeared.

As long as he got rid of the injury, Bai Lang's golden bell jar's internal force immediately worked rapidly to seal the wound, and his stomach didn't bleed much. Bai Lang turned over one by one, and didn't look at where he was, and immediately ...... his intestines, "Wait, why is this fat intestine a little small and a little short?"

But now is not the time to think about this, Bai Lang stuffed back the intestines, and when the true qi wandered away, the intestines returned to their original position, and the blood stopped and the vitality emerged. After Bai Lang shuttled through the space, the bag was naturally untied. He found more external ointment from the inside, so he quickly pasted a layer on his stomach inside and outside, and the whole person looked like a mummy—that is, the cloth was tangled in a mess.

After dealing with it, Bai Lang had time to take a look at his own situation, "Shrunk again, this big and small sooner or later I will have hormonal confusion, and if this continues, it may become a neurotic in the future." He is also complaining, but the big guy should have the means, Bai Lang can only be played by others now.

He looked at where he was, an empty house, with all the furniture, but it looked a little old. Bai Lang knew that it was better to live in the modern world than in the ancient world. "It seems that there are special rules for this kind of storage bag to be maintained in this world. ”

True Qi traveled through the meridians, and Bai Lang's True Qi strength decreased a lot, "There is still a conflict between the rules, and basically only the strength of the physical body remains." "Bai Lang's true qi can only be used to heal injuries, and it is simply impossible to fight and defend anything. He also knew this, it was like this before the interior scene was released, and it was absolute to be suppressed by the rules of a different world.

Bai Lang began to rummage through the cabinets to find food, and found cheese and milk in the refrigerator, as well as bacon and eggs, and he looked at it, "Britain? It's a bit weird this year, 1990?" and then he just found a pan and prepared to cook it and eat it.

After eating and drinking, Bai Lang continued to look for his assigned identity, and the result was that he Bai was once again "both parents died" and is now attached to the so-called "uncle" who has just hung up, and lives in London, England with a long-term residence status. It seems that there are still complicated inheritance and real estate issues involved, so he has not been able to return to the mainland.

But according to the urine nature of this jade fish, the place where he appeared must be the "central point" of this world, and most of the so-called evolution should be in this place. So the center of the world should be in the UK. Bai Lang ABC muttered, feeling that his foreign language level was really a mess. If you continue like this, you may not be able to survive, maybe there is a way to move to Chinatown?

But it's not advisable to move now, and I'll talk about it when the injury heals. Sadly, Bai Lang discovered that the true qi in his body was actually an irreparable resource, and in this world, it was an irretrievable resource, and as he recovered from his injuries, the true qi continued to be consumed, and the reserves became lower and lower, and finally all of them were gone. No matter how he boxed, he couldn't regenerate a true qi from the dantian after all.

"This world is not friendly to such things as true qi internal force, right?" Bai Lang felt that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was very rigid, but there was another strange feeling permeating the heaven and earth, he could feel it, but it was difficult to pry, this thing seemed to have been infiltrating his body, but it had no effect.

The terrible wound on Bai Lang's stomach was completely healed after seven days, and he tore off those bandages to find that the flesh was delicate and white, leaving no scars at all. "Hey, that's a good medicine. It seems that in the future, I will have to find someone to identify and buy more spare. ”

In seven days, he also ate up the contents of the refrigerator, and someone called in the seven days, but Bai Lang didn't understand the foreign language inside, but he just coped with it. Just after his injuries were healed, someone rang the doorbell. What Bai Lang saw from the cat's eyes was a man in a suit and leather shoes, and he was holding a briefcase, and he didn't look like a bad person.

It doesn't matter if he is a bad person, Bai Lang's ** strength has not regressed much, even if he has no true qi now, he is an extremely terrifying killing machine. Bai Lang opened the door, and the man suddenly showed a smile when he saw Bai Lang, and a series of foreign words came out of his mouth.

And Bai Lang could only blink his eyes in a daze, this man saw Bai Lang like this, he also lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and began to speak in very stiff Chinese, "I'm your uncle's lawyer." Anderson. ”

"Oh, it's Attorney Anderson. Please come in, may I ask what is the matter?" Bai Lang invited the lawyer in. "Your uncle's will. Execute...... Trust Funds. "This person's Chinese is like that, but it should be in the minority among lawyers in London - as a non-Chinese lawyer, his Chinese is already good.

Bai Lang is quite curious, why didn't his dead ghost uncle find a Chinese lawyer practicing in London? There are not very few Chinese in London, of course, there are also Chinese lawyers serving the Chinese in London, his uncle did not look for but found a British lawyer who can speak a few words of Chinese? Could it be that he can't trust the professional ethics of Chinese lawyers?

In short, the Anderson lawyer explained the will stiffly while anagly, Bai Lang's dead ghost uncle Bai Yuzhu - of course, this name almost made Bai Lang's eyebrows wander all over his face, in short, Bai Yuzhu left a trust fund for his nephew, who can pay him for living expenses of almost more than 10,000 pounds a year - in 90 years, it is definitely a very good income for him to live.

Of course, there is also this apartment, there is no need to pay a loan, and all taxes and fees will be handled by a lawyer and an accountant, and Anderson is the fund manager, and he will pay Bai Lang's living expenses regularly.