Chapter Ninety-Six: There's Something Strange About My Body

Liu Lang was lying on Zhu Ya's back, and the sound of whirring wind sounded in his ears, although he felt that his body was a little heavy and weak, but his consciousness was still sober.

"This Zhu Ya is so powerful, how can there be something to be afraid of?"

Liu Lang was puzzled, and watched Zhu Ya carry him on his back and did not run to the city, but to the suburbs.

The suburbs of Yanjing City are surrounded by a big river in the south, called 'Mojing River', and in the north there is a majestic mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles, called 'Yandang Mountain'.

Yanjing has always been a battleground for soldiers, and the ancient capital of the imperial dynasty has always been backed by mountains and facing the water, which contains an excellent feng shui place for hidden dragons.

Liu Lang didn't expect that this Zhu Ya's body was not ordinarily good, and the speed of carrying himself was like riding a bicycle, his heart was not beating or panting, and he ran for more than two hours in one breath.

The surrounding roads gradually became much rougher, and it seemed to enter the suburbs, and the mountains and forests gradually became much more and more grassy.

Liu Lang was a little dizzy by Zhu Ya's bumps, and he also had a swelling pain in his abdomen, and he felt nauseous and nauseous.

"Zhu Ya, you, where are you going? Let go of me, don't let go, I, I'm going to ......"

"Hold on a little longer, it'll be there soon."

Zhu Ya did not stop, and his speed accelerated a few points.

Liu Lang vaguely seemed to hear the sound of tinkling dong water.

Liu Lang became more and more curious in his heart, and as the vomiting sensation in his chest became stronger and stronger, he couldn't help it, and with a 'wow' sound, he spit it out and sprayed it onto Zhu Ya's robe.

A thick, black, dense liquid with a fishy, disgusting smell.

Zhu Ya's face changed, he was stunned for three seconds, threw Liu Lang to the ground, and shouted excitedly: "You, why don't you say anything!" ā€

Zhu Ya looked at his clothes that had been vomited into a mess, frowned, and ran in the direction where the sound of water came from.

Liu Lang spit it out, and felt that his body was a lot lighter all of a sudden, as if he had lifted a heavy burden. Although his feet were still a little weak, holding on to a tree next to him, Liu Lang stood up tremblingly.

Looking around, the flowers and trees here are extremely dense, and the scenery is beautiful, and the air is a hundred times fresher than in the city.

Liu Lang took a deep breath, feeling refreshed, and his body was a little more relaxed.

Looking down at his palm, the black qi that had been injured by the ghost baby was slowly fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, it completely dissipated, and the wound on his face was also healed.

Liu Lang didn't know why he had such a change, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, I didn't expect that this pig's teeth still have a habit of cleanliness, didn't he just spit it out, really." ā€

It's really dizzy, if someone else spits it on himself, Liu Lang may have already jumped like thunder.

Just thinking about it, the pig's tooth had come over from the other side, the robe on his body was wet, and it was still dripping, and the whole person was like a chicken in soup.

Liu Lang had never seen Zhu Ya look like a wolf, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, haha, pigtooth, you, what are you doing? Got dressed and took a shower? ā€

Zhu Ya glared at Liu Lang viciously, moved his mouth, and just wanted to speak, when suddenly he seemed to have discovered something, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What, are you alright?"

"What's the matter? I'm fine, right? ā€

Liu Lang pursed his lips and let go of the tree he was holding onto, but his body shook and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, damn it, why is the ground so slippery."

Liu Lang had a hard mouth, so he simply sat on the ground, raised his head and continued to look at Zhu Ya.

Zhu Ya didn't smile, and his face was cold again that had not changed for ten thousand years.

Walking to Liu Lang's side, Zhu Ya also squatted down, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Lang's wrist.

Liu Lang thought that Zhu Ya was going to do something, so he was so frightened that he twitched back, but he didn't expect Zhu Ya to have a lot of strength, so he didn't twitch.

"Hey, Pigtooth, what are you doing, I'm not interested in you!"

Liu Lang~ screamed, but Zhu Ya didn't pay attention to it, but pinched Liu Lang's pulse with two fingers.

After a while, Zhu Ya's expression slowly became strange, with a puzzled expression.

"Huh, how is that possible? That ghost baby's evil spirit is extremely strong, and he didn't even have anything to do with the ghost baby's evil spirit? ā€

"What? Am I angry? ā€

When Liu Lang heard Zhu Ya's words, he chuckled in his heart and hurriedly touched his face.

The wound that had been cut by the ghost baby had already scarred at this point, and it should have fallen off soon.

Liu Lang, who was still proud, changed his face several times, stared at Zhu Ya in a panic, the corners of his mouth trembled twice, and asked, "Zhu, Master Zhu, am I really angry?" Will you die? ā€

Zhu Ya tilted his head, glanced at Liu Lang, snorted angrily, and said, "I can't die." ā€

With that, Zhu Ya stood up and looked around.

Liu Lang felt that his body was also recovering one by one, and tentatively supported himself with his hands, and stood up without the help of a tree.

Hearing Zhu Ya's words, Liu Lang was still not very down-to-earth in his heart, his fate was at stake, he had to bow his head when he should bow his head, and he had to please him when he should please him.

Liu Lang came to Zhu Ya's side, covered his hand on his forehead, looked at the surrounding scenery and sighed: "Pig teeth, it's so beautiful here." ā€

Zhu Ya didn't say anything.

Liu Lang suddenly changed his words, stared at Zhu Ya with a flattering face, and asked, "Master Zhu, I, I really can't die?" ā€

Zhu Ya turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened, and he stared at Liu Lang deadly, as if he was looking at some monster.

Liu Lang was a little flustered by Zhu Ya's staring, the corners of his mouth moved, he unconsciously took two steps back, and asked, "You, what are you looking at?" ā€

"Who are you?"

"I—I'm me, whoever?"

Liu Lang took two more steps back, and almost tripped over a stone hidden in the grass.

Zhu Ya didn't pay attention to Liu Lang, suddenly frowned, shook his head in a whim, and said to himself: "Impossible, this son is just this ability, how is it possible?" It must have been a coincidence, it must have been like this. ā€

The more Liu Lang listened, the more confused he became, his eyes rolled, and when he remembered the previous situation, he seemed to understand.

I was indeed a little dizzy before, but after spitting out that mouthful of black liquid, I felt that my body was recovering. That black liquid should be Zhu Yasuo's evil qi.

This Zhu Ya saw that he was angry, and he ran so far behind his back in one breath, he should have wanted to save himself.

But for some reason, he miraculously got better, which I am afraid even Zhu Ya did not expect.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang was inexplicably grateful in his heart.

It seems that Zhu Ya is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, not just a person who gets into the eyes of money.

Liu Lang moved his mouth, and wanted to say two words of thanks, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and just smiled stupidly at Zhu Ya.

Zhu Ya pretended not to see it, snorted coldly, and said, "That baby~ corpse land, I'm afraid something big is going to happen......"