"I ········" Yuan Ming's expression was distorted, and he stared at Han Liang with a strange look.

Han Liang always felt that Yuan Ming was staring at his heart, and that look felt like a hunter looking at his prey.

"You?" Han Liang couldn't help but take a step back, the aura on Yuan Ming's body in front of him was no longer as soft as before, giving people a sense of depression.

"Get out!" Yuan Ming roared, his paws constantly scratching his chest, scraping a bloody wound.

It was rare for the cold to be stunned once, and two lonely words flashed in my mind: madness.

Frenzy: A kind of divine soul mutation, the specific mutation is not known, it can instantly increase speed, attack power, and reflexes, but the madman will lose his ontological consciousness, become extremely manic, and slaughter all living beings around him.

But Yuan Ming, why is he crazy?

"Hehehehe, get out!" The expression on Yuan Ming's face was very exciting, crying and laughing, and the laughter was poignant.

Staring at the cold viciously, the muffled roar of the beast tumbling from his throat.

The cold is a spirit, and the footsteps turn.

"Boom!"

A large pit immediately smashed out of the place where Han Liang was standing, and a giant Han Liang, whose body had expanded twice as much, crawled out of the pit, and its fangs were exposed.

After going berserk, the appearance will become beast-level?

Han Liang actually had time to tease in his heart at this time.

"Die!" Yuan Ming's voice sounded very thick at the moment. The body is huge, but the movements are surprisingly flexible, and it quickly approaches the cold like a fish swimming in water.

Before the cold could react, he suffered a heavy blow to the abdomen.

Damn, that's a fast speed.

Han Liang was slammed by the huge brute force and knocked back a few steps.

Fortunately, my body is durable, otherwise I would have been seriously injured if I didn't die this time.

"Hehehehehe·······" Yuan Ming's terrible laughter came from his ears, and the hairs behind the coldness of listening stood on end.

"Fuck you, I'm scared to death. Han Liang's backhand was a punch on Yuan Ming's face that was squeezed out of shape by fangs.

"Bang!" Yuan Ming was blasted away by a punch, drawing a graceful arc in the air and smashing back into the deep pit on the ground.

Hiss······· That punch made his arm almost broken, when did Yuan Ming become so rough and thick-skinned?

"Hehehehe······" After the madness, Yuan Ming seemed to be more and more excited, and climbed up with his poignant laughter, his bloodshot eyes looking at the cold with interest.

This thing······ The expression on Han's face now is indescribable.

"Ahh

It's too fast! I can't dodge! The cold pupils constricted suddenly, and his arms were protected in front of his chest.

"Phew!"

Han Liang was split a few feet away, and he forcibly carried the five claw blades, and his arms were only slightly scratched.

His face changed slightly, and now Yuan Ming's attack power is really strong and terrifying.

"Hehe······" Yuan Ming's laughter stopped abruptly, and his face instantly became a little more normal. Behind him, there was a cold Nine Yin Bone Sword.

Can you stop going berserk? I can't bear to beat him. Han Liang watched Yuan Ming maintain that strange posture and freeze in place, looking at himself dumbfounded, and his heart felt a tingling sensation.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem·······" Yuan Ming spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, and his body gradually shrank.

"Phew. The Nine Yin Bone Sword returned from Yuan Ming's body to Han Liang's hands.

Looks like the injury isn't light. Han Liang stepped forward and helped Yuan Ming up by the shoulder.

"You········ Don't hit me so hard!" Yuan Ming reluctantly stood up with the support of the cold, and the corners of his mouth let the blood drip down.

Han Liang smiled and said, "You don't know how hard you beat me just now." ”

Yuan Ming looked up and down with disgust for a while, and said, "Except for the scratches on your hands, where are you hurt as badly as me?"

Han Liang smiled and acquiesced, now Yuan Ming is vomiting blood in his mouth and bleeding from his back, and he is indeed injured more seriously than himself. But that can't be blamed on the cold!

"What's going on?" Yuan Ming looked at the bottom of the ring where there was no one and asked Hanliang.

"I'm scared away by you. Han Liang said.

"I told you to····· What happened after that?" Yuan Ming had no memory of the madness just now.

Han Liang smiled and didn't answer, just said, "Now you have a good rest, fortunately you woke up early, otherwise I would have killed you." ”

This guy, what nonsense to tell the truth, don't you know how to be gentle? Yuan Ming expressed his anxiety about the cold emotional intelligence.

"Stop?" came Yuan Zimo's murmuring voice on the side.

Han Liang glanced at Yuan Zimo, whose eyebrows were full of smiles, and coldly issued a syllable from his nasal cavity: "En." ”

"Let him take a break. Yuan Zimo was still smiling in the face of cold unreasonableness, but a trace of unknown gloom flashed in his eyes.

"He is now the head of the Yuan family, this is his, he can do whatever he wants. "Han Liang didn't pay at all, and he didn't answer the question.

"Naturally. Yuan Zimo bowed to Yuan Ming and made a gesture of please.

"Go, I'm afraid of fraud. Han Liang asked Yuan Ming with his divine sense, "I feel that this Yuan Zimo is an old vixen." ”

At this moment, the phantom who had been in the cold storage ring snorted.

It's a little embarrassing.

"Go, he can't do anything to me, and I have you. Yuan Ming's heels couldn't stand steadily.

Last time you helped me, this time I'll help you.

Han Liang hugged Yuan Ming, and in Yuan Zimo's somewhat strange gaze, he swaggered towards the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"This ········" After Yuan Zimo saw the movements of the two, he really didn't understand it a little, although Han Liang and Yuan Ming were brothers, but in the eyes of him, an old monster who had lived for more than 10,000 years, this action was really unexpected. It may be that my own thinking is corrupted.

"I felt like I was being roasted, and my body burned unbearably, and then I fell unconscious. Yuan Ming said to Han Liang with his divine sense.

"You're going berserk, but I don't know why. Said coldly and lightly.

Only then did Yuan Ming feel that the white clothes in the cold lower abdomen had been soaked with blood, and he was also injured.

What is madness? Did you go crazy and declare war on Han Liang? Yuan Ming looked at the cold white clothes dyed a layer of red.

"Does it hurt?" asked Yuan Ming, with a twitch in his head.

Han Liang looked at Yuan Ming in his arms and gave a look of disdain.

Well, this guy·······

After settling Yuan Ming in the cold and cold, he ordered his subordinates to prepare medicinal materials and sit at the door to watch the sunset.

The setting sun dyed his cold scarlet eyes a layer of golden yellow, and he looked at his back but was inexplicably lonely.