Whew!
Zhang Yang and blood enslaved two black lights into the blood coffin.
Zhang Yang’s last thought is that there is such a big gap between the wandering corpse and the purple stiff and the strong then-even if the other party is down and out! I’ve made so much effort, but I still have no resistance at all at the last moment.
Ridiculous!
……
I don’t know how long it took before it was dark when Zhang Yang gradually regained consciousness.
Looking up is a tree with branches and leaves connected; Body is rotten leaves.
Whoo!
Zhang Yang’s body straightened up like a straight board with the wind.
"Are you awake?"
The old stereo in the ear starts with the old son’s legs crossed and his body is suspended more than one meter above the ground.
I didn’t see Zhang Yang when I was a child for a while, and I was surprised to find that Fang Laoer looked like an old teenager. The original child’s face is not only awkward, but also wrinkled and dry, even worse than a hundred-year-old bark.
Zhang Yang would hardly have recognized it if he hadn’t changed his manner and listening.
"The old you … you this is …"
Zhang Yang has grown up.
"hey! How’s it going? Scared you? The old man has lived for nearly a thousand years, and there are only ten years left before Shou Yuan. Mana suppression is not obvious. Like this injury, mana loss can’t be suppressed. This is just the restoration of the old man’s face. "
Fang Laoer grinned and looked crazy in her eyes.
Zhang Yang uneasy face in the heart is calm mouth relief way
"Fang Lao is relieved to have a good rest, and your mana will be restored naturally."
"hey! Mana recovery? Know your own situation! I’ve been hit hard by that Johnson in Ye Tiannan for a long time, and it’s impossible to recover my roots. I’m sure you can see that my health has been getting worse in the past year, or I can’t even stand these young players? "
Fang Laoer became more and more angry. Obviously, it was a great shame for him to be chased by several younger generations during the construction period.
Just then, Fang Laoer suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Yang, his face almost sticking to Zhang Yang’s face, grinning with greed and ferocious smile.
Whoo!
Zhang Yang frightened body took a step back.
At this moment, Zhang Yang feels that the image of Fang Laoer is several times more horrible than his own zombie.
"Crash! Crash! I have to say that you are very clever. You have long seen that you are so carefully trained by the old man. You are uneasy and kind. You are guarding against the old man everywhere. These old men know that. "
Zhang Yang’s heart is still uneasy, and he feels more strongly that it is time for Fang Laoer to say so.
But Zhang Yangke doesn’t want to fight now.
At the first glance, I found that the coffin containing purple stiff blood was behind the old man’s back. If there was no one to rely on, what would I fight with the old man?
What’s worse, even if the purple blood slaves are in their own hands?
Think about Fang Laoer’s hand just now, and instantly put himself and his blood slaves into the blood coffin. This is not the same level of fighting.
"Ho, ho, Fang Lao joked that Fang Lao spent a lot of energy configuring the cold yin quenching body soup and teaching the small refining body skills. I have always been grateful. I will definitely repay Fang Lao in the future if I have the opportunity."
Zhang Yang tried to ease the atmosphere with a quick laugh.
"hey! Yes! You have to repay the old lady! Of course you have to repay the old lady! The b way to repay that old lady is to give her your body! "