Immortals are shameless when they become demons

Just when Lin Lang was speechless, the man in white looked blankly at his claws, then at his right hand, and suddenly scratched crazily on the wall like a demon.

It seems... This guy just knows that he looks different from other people?Lin Lang looked at it strangely, while being vigilant, this person must not scratch him...

This thought was like a spell, and as soon as he moved, he saw the man in white turn around and rush towards him.Lin Lang hastily raised his foot and kicked - he couldn't move.

However, the man in white pressed his shoulder, and as if he had caught poison, he jumped away with an "ow", covered his scorched paws, looked at Lin Lang with blank eyes, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he didn't know it was because of anger. still scared.

It was only then that Lin Lang noticed that the blood flowing from his shoulder was moving on his body, showing a forbidden pattern drawn by someone.He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the magic blood stimulated the restriction?Unexpectedly, the man in white made a mistake and helped him.

The man in white seemed to be very afraid of the restraint on him, let out a cold "hum", turned around and opened the stone door and left.

"Wait!" Lin Lang yelled hastily, "Don't go, let me loose this thing..."

The stone door closed abruptly, and Lin Lang's yelling stopped abruptly.Lying dead on the stone platform, he was thinking about how to deal with the man in white when he came again.

At this time, there was no one to help, so he searched for objects around him, but he couldn't find anything that could untie the metal ring.The thing was so tight that he couldn't even turn sideways.All that's left is...

He lay down and rested for a while, closed his eyes and concentrated, and released his eyes with all his energy.As expected, the underground is just like what Lin Ruluan said, there is a strange restriction, even with the eyes of the sky, it is impossible to see the "people" in the pits outside through the wall, but it sees a vast ocean - the sea soul fog.

This strange mist criss-crossed like a stream, and finally merged into a certain point, which seemed to be the top of the altar and the sky above the palaces he had seen earlier.

He looked farther and deeper, and noticed several forces.One of them is in the sea soul fog, and the other is below, both of which are huge, and Lin Lang's head is about to explode at a glance.

Just as he was retreating, a wisp of the sea soul mist suddenly separated, and followed him like a tentacles.When Lin Lang was touched by it, he gradually became confused, as if he had fallen into the abyss of chaos, and gradually lost consciousness...

"Duh!"

A light reprimand shook the tentacles away, and Lin Lang's brain that was about to be dormant started a storm, thunder rolled, he suddenly woke up, and fled quickly.While thinking, that voice seems familiar?By the way, Lin Ruluan used this sound to save him many times...

He woke up in a cold sweat, thinking with relief: Someone finally has something to eat...

The stone door suddenly made an unpleasant rubbing sound, and quickly opened, revealing a livid face.

"Who asked you to provoke that person!" Ning He gritted his teeth.He closed the stone door casually, and approached with a stern face. When he saw Lin Lang's appearance on the stone platform, his face suddenly turned colder, and the fists in his sleeves made a "cracking" sound.

Only then did Lin Lang realize that his clothes were messed up by the man in white just now, and his open shoulders and chest were enough to make people dream about, so he hurriedly pulled up his clothes and said, "You, you, you, don't get me wrong! I was forced! What? Didn't do either!"

Ning He glanced coldly and said, "Whether you do it or not, what does it matter to me?"

He raised the sword, although he was domineering, his face was as pale as paper, as if he had just fought a battle with someone.

Thinking of what he said just now, Lin Lang suddenly realized: "You were the one who saved me just now?"

"If I knew you were happy here, I wouldn't have saved it! It's a pity that brother, that idiot, has died once and still won't learn his lesson!" Ning He drew his sword slowly, his eyes meeting the sword light, equally cold and cold .

"I said earlier that it is right that yin and yang match in the world. There is no real love between men! Since he doesn't believe in it, he wants to go astray, so I will correct him and cut off the bad relationship for him!"

After all, Lin Lang was not allowed to say more, Jian Guang cut down mercilessly.

What Ning He said didn't sound like he hated Lin Ruluan, on the contrary, it seemed that there was some brotherhood that was hard to part with.Why did you want to kill him in the first place... just because you tried to rape him after drinking?

Lin Lang was in a daze when he heard it, and forgot to dodge, but he really couldn't dodge - the sword was coming right at his head.

If he died, what would happen to the devil?Get angry, cry bitterly, or really turn him into a human shield?In short, he would never kill Ning He just to avenge him... This inexplicable thought made Lin Lang a little sad.

If Ning He hadn't killed him back then, wouldn't the two of them have already slept together and there was nothing else to do?He stared blankly at the faces of Ning and Qingjun, and suddenly felt that he was being compared.

So unwilling... He closed his eyes, unable to shut off the hot liquid.

Two sharp "clang clangs" pierced his ears, Ning He snorted and said, "Why are big men crying! You can't stand this little shock, how did you get along with him!"

Lin Lang suddenly opened his eyes.

He he he is still alive? !

Ning He frowned: "Don't get up, why are you staring at me!" Then he thought of something, his face turned black and said: "Warning you, just provoke my senior brother, don't try to get me! Otherwise, I will teach you to die without a whole body." !"

Lin Lang: "..."

Where is this person going?Is Laozi the kind of flirtatious slut who falls for a man who looks good? !He is not as good-looking as himself, hum!

Lin Lang's tears exhausted him, and he got off the stone platform, expressionlessly said: "Oh, don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Ning He took a few steps back vigilantly, and said, "If you're not interested, stay away from me!"

"... Labor and capital are going out, you are blocking the way!" Lin Lang said angrily.

Ning He moved away in disgust.

Lin Lang walked to the door depressed, looked at the tightly-fitted stone door, touched for a long time without touching the mechanism, froze for a moment, turned around stiffly, and said, "Excuse me, open the door."

"Hehe!" This man's nostrils are going to the sky!

However, Mr. Lin is a man who is tough and soft, can bend and stretch, and throws... the killer's trump card every minute to achieve his goal!then--

"Daxian~~"

"Humph!"

"Your Highness?"

"..."

"Little~Chen~Xi~"

"enough!"

Ning Daxian obviously did not have the concentration and strength of Lin Motou, his face twitched and he quickly disarmed.

Lin Lang cheerfully followed him before going out two steps, but Ning He stopped suddenly, bumped into the back, and was immediately pressed into his chest by a cold sword.

Ning He said murderously: "I'll say it again, I will never show mercy if you approach me!"

"You stopped suddenly, I was not careful..." Lin Lang innocently raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but seeing a figure passing by, he blinked and said, "Well, be careful, there is behind you..."

"Don't try to quibble! Don't try to divert the attention of the deity!" Ning He was furious, "I think you don't know how powerful you are unless you suffer a little bit..."

Before he finished speaking, he withdrew his sword and swung the sword flower sharply, as if he wanted to change his position to strike.

Lin Lang saw the figure swiftly passing behind him, quickly took out a handful of talismans and raised them, and angrily said, "I'm serious!"

Murderous intent flashed across Ning He's eyes, and his sword suddenly turned quickly, and the long sword passed through his armpit, resisting the attacker.