Although Canglan's momentum was very scary, Ji Lan did not suffer any substantial damage at all.
Ji Lan shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "You don't want to scare me to death, do you? You just stared at me for a long time, just because you think I look good?"
Canglan sneered and said, "You really should take a closer look."
The next second, under everyone's astonished gaze, Cang Lan slapped his chest.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Didn’t you say you wanted to avenge Qin Changsheng?
Why did this palm hit me?
Canglan puffed out and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Just when everyone was scratching their heads, someone was surprised to find that Ji Lan, who had been a coward in the Erling Formation, actually spat out a mouthful of blood!
He clutched his chest and staggered.
It looked like he had been slapped alive!
Next, it came even harder. Canglan stretched out two fingers and stabbed himself in the throat.
"Woo..."
A feeling of suffocation came over her, and Cang Lan's body swayed, almost falling from the air.
On the other side, in the Erling Formation, Ji Lan literally collapsed to the ground, covering his neck and breathing heavily.
During this entire process, no one touched Ji Lan's body at all.
Now, everyone realized what was going on.
This is obviously another secret technique of Canglan's to bind his body to the other person's body.
The wandering ghost in Ji Lan's body also went crazy.
"What method is this?"
Even he had never seen or even heard of this weird secret method.
Queen Canglan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered: "Now you know you are afraid? I said that you will be buried with me!"
The cold voice echoed in the Qingzhi Mountains.
This time, everyone realized the seriousness of the problem.
Same root and same origin.
Once Canglan is injured, Ji Lan will be equally hurt on the other side.
So, what is the upper limit of this damage?
Or is it possible that there is no upper limit at all?
As long as Canglan wants Ji Lan to die, all she needs to do is touch her neck, and Ji Lan will also belch?
Ji Lan was completely panicked.
"Master Yeyuki, help me!"
Yeyougui also felt a great deal of pressure at this time.
He had no idea what the problem was or how to solve it.
If Canglan insists on dragging Ji Lan to his death, then he really has no choice at all.
Everyone present looked at each other in shock. This bizarre scene once again made the ownership of the treasure in suspense.
What makes everyone even more curious is whether Canglan really wants to avenge Qin Changsheng?
You know, the Fuxi Divine Clan is a very proud race.
They are different from wandering ghosts. Not to mention cooperating with humans, even if they accept humans as slaves, the Fuxi Clan considers them to be surrendering.
Under such circumstances, how could Queen Canglan really stand up for Qin Changsheng?
At least many people present thought so in their hearts.
Ji Lan struggled to stand up and made a pause gesture to Cang Lan.
"Wait a minute. How about we discuss it carefully and make a deal? It won't be of any benefit to you or me, right?"
trade.
Ji Lan didn't even realize that the words he said unintentionally touched Cang Lan's back.
She suddenly remembered the decisive choice Qin Changsheng made when faced with the deal proposed by Ye Yougui.
She couldn't quite explain what this mood and belief was.
Perhaps, she didn't want to be looked down upon by Qin Changsheng in the sky.
Perhaps it was out of her queen's pride.
Maybe it's because he doesn't want to lose to Qin Changsheng.
Perhaps, she really wanted to take revenge on Qin Changsheng.
Perhaps, unknowingly, Qin Changsheng had occupied an irreplaceable position in her life.
In short, Canglan is just a finger away.
"It's impossible to make a deal with you!"
"That Japanese woman, lend me your Sakura Sword!"
Taikoo Haruko frowned, but held the sword in her hand tighter.
On the one hand, she was a little dissatisfied with the title Canglan gave her.
On the other hand, Taigu Qingzi knew clearly what Canglan's purpose was in asking for the sword.
It was a sword that would make her stab hard at the vital points on her body.
Seeing Taigu Qingzi's expression of rejection, Canglan said carelessly:
"I can see that among this group of people, you have the strongest desire to avenge Qin Changsheng. It's so strong that it's as strong as mine."
"So, I give you this opportunity to use your sword to avenge Qin Changsheng. It can be regarded as killing that scum with your own hands."
"Don't you want to?"
Canglan was usually manipulated by Qin Changsheng, but once outside, the queen's domineering style was unstoppable.
A few words actually spoke to Taigu Qingzi's heart.
Being able to use her sword to avenge Mr. Qin has a fatal bewitching power for her.
Just when Taikoo Qingzi hesitated, Canglan reached out again, and with a burst of powerful golden light, Taikoo Qingzi took her sword away from her hand.
"Hey, wait a minute, let's talk carefully if you have something to say!"
Ji Lan's expression turned pale.
This Canglan is really ready for a one-for-one exchange!
Cang Lan held a sharp sword in his hand and clearly saw his own reflection in the blade.
Charming and beautiful face, golden and noble eyebrows.
What she is doing now is so crazy that even if we look at the entire history of the Fuxi Divine Clan, it may not be possible.
But at this moment, she didn't have the slightest fear or regret.
Perhaps, the proud Queen Canglan did not accept Qin Changsheng's "release" at all.
She did not accept this kind of mercy.
Since she was a soul slave, since she was taken as a soul slave because her skills were inferior to others, then she was a soul slave who was prepared to serve Qin Changsheng for the rest of her life.
So in her opinion, when Qin Changsheng sacrificed his life, she had already died with him.
Now he can take away an enemy of Qin Changsheng.
There is no loss in blood.
An indescribably complex smile appeared at the corner of Canglan's mouth.
Taigu Qingzi looked up at this scene, and her rationality told her that Canglan should be stopped.
But deep down in her heart, she actually envied Cang Lan.
It would be great if she could personally avenge Mr. Qin and die heroically.
The sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.
The sword blade, dyed red by the setting sun, approached Canglan's white neck.
Ji Lan's expression was almost distorted.
Fan Wencong and others stood there blankly, watching this heroic scene.
The next second, the sword in Canglan's hand was knocked out.
A figure seemed to be reborn from the fiery red sun, standing proudly beside Canglan.
"Have you become more capable? Take a sword and hit yourself with it? Who taught you this?"
"When you go out to eat next time, sit at the little snake's table! It's embarrassing!"
"I'm embarrassed to say that you are my soul slave!"
Canglan listened to the familiar voice and felt the familiar atmosphere in front of him.