(Today, I was on a business trip, and I spent a lot of time revising the previous chapter, and the number of words is less, I hope you forgive me!)

Fang La's eyes were blazing, he looked at Shen Zhuoyu, and said in a deep voice: "You can have the current supernatural powers, all thanks to the reincarnation tripod. There is no need to quibble about this. It doesn't matter how you do the 'gift of samsara' anymore. Now, you only have two choices! Or, send the living blood of your whole body to this seat, and this seat will protect you from death, and from now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, wherever you go!"

Shen Zhuoyu suppressed the shock in his heart and sneered, "What about the second choice?"

Fang La snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "If you don't want to, this seat will naturally have to be taken by yourself...... When the time comes, a good living person will be sucked dry of his blood, what will be the consequences, think about it!"

Shen Zhuoyu let out a long breath, forced himself to calm down, and tried to sort out the messy clues: "What does this guy want me to do with blood, could it be related to the reincarnation tripod...... But this doesn't make sense at all, with his ruthlessness, if it's really like what he said, why bother to ask me, you can just kill me and take my blood...... Why?"

Shen Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Gang Master Fang, if you want me to voluntarily donate my blood, it is absolutely impossible." ”

Fang La suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Aren't you afraid of death!"

Shen Zhuoyu was even more sure in his heart, closed his eyes, raised his neck, and said lightly: "Death is death." ”

After a cold snort, the hall fell silent.

After a while, Shen Zhuoyu slowly opened his eyes, but saw that the hall was empty, and Fang La had long since disappeared.

He was proud in his heart, the corners of his mouth raised, and he muttered: "I won another bet......"

But I heard someone say: "Don't be happy too early, this seat hasn't left yet!"

Shen Zhuoyu was shocked, and looked at the sound, but saw that on the west side of the wall, a gray shadow was sitting on the ground, like a statue, completely lifeless, if he hadn't made a sound, he would definitely not have been able to find it.

"This seat will definitely make you willingly give your blood......" Fang La said softly, but his tone was extremely firm.

Shen Zhuoyu stood up slowly, furrowed his eyebrows, and said urgently: "Then try it!"

That night, Shen Zhuoyu rested against the wall, although he was sure that Fang La would not kill him, but it was not easy to sleep next to this demon. In addition, the night on the top of the mountain was already cold, and the wind in the hall was gusting, blowing people's hairs on end, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

After tossing and turning for a long time, it was still difficult to sleep, but at this moment, there was an even cry from the wall, at first he thought he had heard it wrong, but the cry was light and loud, and finally it could be said to be earth-shattering, so he had to believe that Fang La was asleep.

He suddenly fell asleep, his heart beat wildly, and he thought: While he is asleep, give him a fatal blow, and maybe he will succeed in one fell swoop!

Before I knew it, I stood up and took a step carefully, very slowly, until I stepped on my feet before taking the second step. In this way, I don't know how long it took, and I didn't know how many steps I took, and finally walked to Fang La's side.

The roaring cry shook his whole body, he forced himself to compose, slowly raised his right hand, his strength was condensed, and he threw a fist and hit Fang La's throat.

"Third brother, Ayu has avenged you!" he snorted lightly, seeing that he was about to hit, he didn't think that Fang Lahu stretched out his left hand, just a finger, and lightly tapped it on Shen Zhuoyu's right fist.

There was a crisp sound, Shen Zhuoyu bowed and flew back, and his right hand was shattered from the fingers to the shoulder.

Fang La still didn't open his eyes until this moment, but he said leisurely: "If this seat wants to kill you, it will be like pinching an ant to death." ”

Shen Zhuoyu was in a cold sweat in pain, bared his teeth and said, "You...... Lie to me?!"

Fang La said lightly: "Whatever you think." ”

Shen Zhuoyu sat down against the wall, and the sharp pain in his right hand made him almost faint, but he held on, and he didn't snort.

After sitting for a while, he only felt that his whole body was hot, and the blood around his body was boiling, like ten thousand wild horses, he was galloping in his body. In particular, the pain in the injured right arm was slightly relieved as the blood flowed.

In this way, sleepiness flooded over the world, and before he knew it, he fell into a deep sleep.

"If I want to kill you, it will be like pinching an ant to death!"

"If I want to kill you, it's like pinching an ant to death!!"

......

Fang La's hideous face appeared in his dream, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

At that moment, he felt that he had become smaller, and indeed he had become as small as an ant, but Fang La, like a giant in the sky, leisurely stretched out a finger and slowly pressed it towards the top of his head.

Although it was a finger, it was like a mountain collapsing, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

Finally, he was slammed down by that finger and turned into a puddle of flesh!

"Ahh

He stretched out his hands to wipe the sweat from his face and sighed softly, "It turned out to be a dream......

At this moment, he was suddenly stunned, looked at his right hand in disbelief, and then moved his five fingers in turn, but he didn't feel anything strange, and he was shocked at the moment: "What's the matter, it was clear ...... last night"

"Are you awake?" Fang La's voice came from the corner of the wall.

Shen Zhuoyu looked there vigilantly, and for some reason, his heartbeat became faster for no reason.

But I heard Fang La laugh and said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

When he asked, he felt that his head was as big as a fight, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether what happened last night was a dream or a reality.

If it really happened, why is the right arm intact at this moment, but if it is a dream, it is too real.

Fang La smiled and said, "How about the taste of a broken arm?"

Boom -

Shen Zhuoyu only felt that his head exploded, and he couldn't help touching his right arm, only to feel that it was exactly the same as before, and even faintly felt that he was a little stronger than before.

Fang La seemed to touch his psychology, slowly stretched out a finger, and said lightly: "If there is a next time, it will not be so simple......"

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