Article 109
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In an instant, blood surged wildly!
Chu WanNing threw away the broken branch, took a breath, tapped his spirit veins and xué position, and temporarily stopped bleeding. Then a pair of black shiny eyes stared at Mo Ran, and said hoarsely: "Give it to me."
"Master..."
"Exchange your lottery to me! I'll exchange it with you!" Chu Wanning sternly said.
At this time, Mo Ran also understood what the so-called "blood dripping" meant. Gou Chen's cruel method laid down a million years ago is so similar to the way he tortured Chu Wanning in his previous life.
Sure enough, regardless of the gods, devils and ghosts, when they become malicious, they are all so close to each other.
blood dripping.
It is to replace fine sand and running water with human blood, pour it into the dripping glass, and use it to time.
The blood is shed, the time is over.
When he was crowned stepping on the fairy king in his last life, didn't he just use Chu Wanning to make a hourglass, and wanted Chu Wanning to watch him step on the heads of the immortals with his own eyes, and wanted Chu Wanning's blood to flow in front of him bit by bit Gān?
However, in this life, before the blood dripping under Gou Chenbu.
Chu Wanning is willing to take the initiative to use his safe lottery as an exchange. He is willing to step on the copper frame for himself. He...
Mo Ran's whole heart is messed up.
He couldn't even think.
How could this be so...
How could this be so! !
The copper hourglass missed a single hit and failed to bind anyone, and waved the vine branch again, intending to attack with a second wave.
Chu WanNing looked at him, the waves in his eyes trembling slightly.
He paled in pain, panting slightly: "Mo Ran, you...you are obedient, give it to me."
"..."
"Hurry up..." Chu Wanning's face was as white as new snow under the moon, "...do you still want me to block the second attack for you?!"
"Master..."
Fujiliu attacked again.
Mo Ran raised his hand to sign at that moment, and Chu Wanning also stretched out his hand without thinking.
Unexpectedly, when the palms were about to touch, a bright light flashed across Mo Ran's eyes. He almost quickly closed his palms, and backhanded the unsuspecting Chu Wanning behind him. At the same time, the second wave of vines and willows Attacked, Mo Ran rushed forward, and the young man's body was instantly engulfed by willow vines, and was dragged to the front of the copper hourglass.
"Ink burning!!"
Dozens of willow vines wrapped around him, clustered him on the gallows, and bound him tightly. Mo Ran turned his face to the side, glanced at Chu Wanning, and moved his lips.
Chu Wanning's eyes suddenly widened.
Mo Ran's voice is not too loud, but he can hear it clearly, and he can't be wrong.
Mo Ran said: "Master, I'm really not... Inferior quality is hard to change..."
So, can you, don't give up on me.
——
But in the second half of the sentence, I couldn't say it no matter what. In the previous life, he wanted to say but didn't say it, but in this life, it was already too late.
Chu Wan would rather not give up on him, he no longer sees it as important.
I just don't want to owe this person anything.
He is stupid, and he is already a little confused about his feelings for Chu Wanning, and he doesn't want to be more confused.
In this life, Mo Ran thought to himself, what he cares about, what he cares about, is only the teacher.
The reason why I don't want to exchange lotteries with Chu Wanning is that I don't want to be favored by this person for no reason, I just don't want to...
I don't want to see Chu Wanning bloody again.
He, Mo Weiyu, is not as stubborn as a stone. The happiest thing in his life is that someone is willing to treat him well.
A little better, and he can smile brightly.
If it is very good, it is willing to let him die.
Suddenly, a gleaming sharp sword emerged from the dense vines.
That sword looked like martial arts, although it was ancient and clumsy, it had a heroic spirit in it. There are two hoop edges on the left and right; the teeth on the sword head are patterned like thorns; the sword grid is thin and narrow, inlaid with the relief sculpture of the ox head and dragon body, with complicated decorations, the sword body overflows with blue light, the chuī hair is broken, and the iron is broken.
Mo Ran only had time to see the word "Gou Chen" on the sword, not even the word "Shanggong", this sharp sword belonging to the God of Soldiers pierced straight into his chest ribs.
The blood flowed out in an instant and merged into the hourglass.
At the same time, Shenwuku suddenly lowered a curtain of pouring water, separating Mo Ran and Chu Wanning from both sides. Everyone was blocked by the sudden torrent.
The teacher shouted: "Ah Burning!! Ah Burning——!"
The turbulent water curtain covered their sight, so that they could not see clearly the situation behind Mo Ran. Chu Wanning wanted to break through the water several times, but was pushed out again and again by the violent current. In the end, he was completely wet It was clear, the dark eyebrows were on the anxious face, and the lips were colorless.
Chu Wanning said hoarsely:
"Ink burning—!"
It was not too loud, but trembling violently. He hadn't noticed it himself, but Shi Mo was startled suddenly, and looked at him sideways, but saw that the calm and calm master was drenched in a mess, the long and thick eyelash curtains trembled, and there was a trace of uncontrollable expression in his expression concern.
Seeing him summoning Tianwen, the brows are full of violence, like a bowstring stretched to the extreme. Shi Mo felt uneasy, grabbed him, and shouted: "Master, don't go! You can't get in!"
Chu Wanning waved his hands away, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, silently propped up an enchantment, and insisted on moving forward. But the water curtain contains Jin Chengchi's heaven and earth spiritual power,
Not only could it not be pierced, but it was as sharp as ten thousand arrows, piercing the muscles and bones.
He had been seriously injured before, and now he was under such a strong impact, he couldn't stand still, even though he was holding his chest and holding back, he still couldn't help it, knelt down on one knee with a pale face, the wound on his back was completely cracked , oozing bright red blood.
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