"Click!"

The coffin was opened by Hui Wu. Hui Wu poked his head out and looked inside. He found that the female sect leader was gone, leaving only Fang Mu.

"Where is the female sect leader?" Hui Wu said strangely: "Why are you the only one?"

Fang Mu crawled out of the coffin and was speechless: "I took some blood and the person disappeared immediately."

After saying that, Fang Mu took out the Soul-Lost Grass and asked, "Do you think this is a success?"

The person is gone, and Fang Mu doesn't know if it's successful.

The countdown was only Fang Mu's estimate, and there must be a deviation. Maybe it has been one minute, so Fang Mu is slow.

Hui Wu saw it and immediately shook his head and said, "No success. If it succeeds, the Soul-Falling Grass will disappear."

Fang Mu was silent, and after a while, he asked, "She came out of the coffin and ran away?"

If you fail and the person is gone again, it is very likely that you will run out of the coffin.

Unexpectedly, Hui Wu shook his head again and said, "I pressed the coffin board tightly, so it is impossible for him to run out."

"That's strange..."

Fang Mu walked around the coffin, a little confused.

I didn't run out, but the person disappeared. What's going on?

If I had known, I would pull it out directly, and then I would beat her up and then finish it. It was not like now, I was confused again.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Hui Wu suddenly clapped his hands, as if he had remembered something.

Fang Mu turned around, looked at Hui Wu, and said, "What do you know?"

Hui Wu was stunned, and then he looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Fang Mu felt a bad feeling when he saw Hui Wu's appearance.

This expression is definitely something to do!

Hui Wu said awkwardly: "Brother Fang, I suddenly remembered something. The thing that the female sect leader practiced seems to be called the Great Dharma of Void and Real."

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"The great method of virtual and real is actually a special technique, with the purpose of refining yourself into a formation." Hui Wu said slowly: "Brother Fang, please expose your arms and let me see."

Fang Mu stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and found that his right hand had changed.

Originally, because of the Yin Qi, Fang Mu's skin became very white and tender, but now a pattern appeared on the skin of his arm.

The shape of this pattern is like a strange flower, which looks extremely beautiful.

"That's right!" Hui Wu nodded and said, "The essence of the great method of virtual and real is that virtual and real, real and real, real and virtual, secretly combines the mystery of the formation. I didn't expect that I could still see such a subtle formation in my lifetime."

Fang Mu pointed to the pattern and said, "But the problem now is not this, but how to solve it?"

Hui Wu coughed and said, "The female sect leader's method of virtual and real has been practiced to the extreme, and with his nerves, he may accidentally turn into a formation and enter your body."

"You said she... entered my body?" Fang Mu looked at the patterns on his hands and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

As a man, he is a very masculine man, and he was actually penetrated by a woman, and he always felt strange.

Hui Wujian Fang Mu looked speechless and explained: "Don't panic, it's actually good. Now you have your own formation, but it's not very stable."

Fang Mu raised the blood spear in his hand, with a serious face.

Hui Wu scratched his head and said, "Brother Fang, what are you doing?"

Fang Mu said expressionlessly: "If Xiaoqing appears next time, I will tell her that you have found a lot of female zombies outside and are still exercising together."

Huiwu: "..."

"Don't believe me." Fang Mu continued: "I think Xiaoqing believes in me very much. After all, when she asked me to help, she trusted me very much."

Hui Wu waved his hand awkwardly and said, "Brother Fang, things can actually be saved."

Fang Mu put down the blood spear, then continued to stare at Hui Wu with a expressionless face.

Hui Wu racked his brains and thought for a while, finally clapped his hands and said, "Brother Fang, I thought that the female sect leader will bring you convenience?"

Fang Mu looked disgusted, is it convenient?

Is it when I was taking a shower, someone rubbed my back, or when I was sleeping, someone covered me with a blanket?

If one day people are unhappy and form a self-destructing formation, then why don’t we finish playing together?

Hui Wu coughed, concealed his embarrassment and said, "Brother Fang, have you forgotten the effect of the Soul Lost Grass? Blood! The female sect leader has integrated into your whole body, including blood. You only need to use your own blood to touch the Soul Lost Grass!"

Fang Mu touched his chin and thought about it carefully. It seemed that the same reason was true, so it would be better to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu used the Blood Sword Spear to slash his finger and put the Soul-falling Grass on it.

If the female sect leader really turns into a formation and enters her body, then you have me and I have you, and the blood will be the same. Then the Soul-falling Grass can really have an effect.

Time passed minute by minute, and Fang Mu estimated that when one minute came, the Soul-falling grass in his hand suddenly withered slowly.

"Click!"

Fang Mu exerted his strength lightly, and the Soul-falling Grass turned into ashes and disappeared.

Pain, heart-wrenching pain came from Fang Mu's head.

Fang Mu covered his head, his eyebrows seemed to be on fire, and he was beating wildly.

"What's wrong with you?" Hui Wu said in confusion.

Fang Mu said expressionlessly: "It hurts very much."

Hui Wuran said in surprise: "Then why don't you shout it out?"

Fang Mu's cold sweat fell down and continued to express his expression: "I'm used to it."

Huiwu: "..."

The pain kept coming. Although Fang Mu could bear it, his natural reaction was getting stronger and stronger. He even squatted down and held his head motionless.

Fang Mu raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Is there any way to relieve it?"

Hui Wu also squatted down and said helplessly: "Brother Fang, this is a must-pass for using the Soul-falling Grass. I have no choice, but it would be great if Old Liu is there. He has many tricks, so bear it. Brother Fang is an opportunity."

Fang Mu continued to hold his head, his body trembling irregularly.

He was not afraid of the pain at all, and he didn't even scream. This was a natural reaction of the body.

As time passed, Fang Mu felt that the pain in his head became less and less until it disappeared.

"call……"

Fang Mu let out a long sigh, stood up slowly, and then saw an amazing scene.

I saw that the patterns slowly shine on my right hand, and then they gathered into a beautiful woman in goose yellow palace dress, standing next to Fang Mu.

Hui Wu frowned: "It's much weaker. It seems that even in the extremely cold place, the relief effect is very poor. She can only have the real dragon realm at most."

After the beauties in the palace appeared, they looked around and their eyes remained at Fang Mu, and there was a hint of confusion in their eyes.

"She still hasn't recovered completely, she can only say that her consciousness is no longer broken."

Looking at this confused look, Fang Mu had a guess in his heart.

This feeling is like knowing what the other person thinks, it must be the function of the Soul-Lost Grass.

"My name is...Nanli..."
Chapter completed!