Zhao Erdan's face was torn several pieces of skin, and he was even wrapped in bandages, and the wounds exposed outside had stopped bleeding, and his skin showed signs of scarring.

Liu Lang looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see the reason, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's the matter?" ”

Han Xiaoqi smiled lightly and asked, "Don't you see that the scar on your friend's face looks like it was torn off by something?" Moreover, is there blackening of the wound? ”

was reminded by Han Xiaoqi like this, Liu Lang took a closer look, and it was really like that.

The wound was blackened, and it looked like it had been torn off with teeth, piece by piece, and if it were an ordinary person, it would have been grinning in pain.

Zhao Er's courage was born in Sanda, and his sensitivity to pain was relatively slow.

Liu Lang stared at Zhao Erdan's face carefully for a while, and then hurriedly took two steps forward and directly ripped off Zhao Erdan's shirt.

Zhao Erdan was startled and asked urgently: "Liu, Brother Liu, what are you doing?" ”

Liu Lang didn't speak, but looked at the scars on Zhao Erdan's body.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, Liu Lang suddenly gasped.

Zhao Erdan did have bruises on his body, and many of them were formed by heavy blows, but more wounds seemed to be torn apart, but all those wounds that were torn open were much darker than the rest of the wounds.

Liu Lang was originally born in anatomy, although he didn't study well in school, he still has some understanding of wounds.

The ominous feeling in Liu Lang's heart became stronger and stronger, and he slowly raised his head, stared at Han Xiaoqi and asked, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

Han Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "I don't know, but this is definitely not a normal wound, and." This friend of yours has to go to the hospital. ”

"Yes, Brother Gall, you hurry to the hospital."

Then, Liu Lang stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Erdan, and shouted: "Brother gall, your wound is not normal. Hurry to the hospital. ”

"Hehe, Brother Liu, what are you doing with a big deal, I will fight with people when I fight, this injury is nothing, I just can't swallow this breath."

Zhao Erdang smiled indifferently, and was about to stand up like a reckless force. But suddenly, his feet went limp, and he fell on the sofa again.

Liu Lang hurriedly stepped forward to help, and as soon as his hand touched Zhao Erdan's arm, a cold chill suddenly came.

Liu Lang was startled and looked up. I couldn't help but change my face.

At this moment, Zhao Erdan's face was pale, and his lips were purple, as if he had been poisoned. Moreover, the skin on his body began to turn dark black. Dark spots slowly grow.

"Brother Gall, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Lang's heart sank, and he hurriedly raised his head and looked at Han Xiaoqi inquiringly.

Han Xiaoqi glanced at Zhao Erdan. His face also changed, and he said, "Liu Lang, looking at him, he looks like he has been poisoned by a corpse." ”

Ptomaine?

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and immediately wanted to remember that he had corpse blood on his body, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, put his arm to Zhao Erdan's mouth, and shouted urgently: "Brother gall, hurry, drink my blood." ”

Zhao Erdan already felt dizzy at this time, but his will still made him barely hold on, and suddenly saw Liu Lang stretch out his arm, open his mouth, and said weakly: "Brother Liu, are you crazy?" I—What am I drinking your blood for? ”

At the moment, Zhao Er's head tilted, his eyes went up, and he fainted.

Liu Lang hurriedly tried Zhao Er's breathing, and he was getting weaker and weaker.

, what is this?

Liu Lang hurriedly picked up the sword and pointed at it, stabbed his fingers, quickly stuffed the blood into Zhao Erdan's mouth, and then squeezed it hard, and dropped a few drops to the wound on Zhao Erdan's face.

The wounds instantly sizzled and emitted white smoke as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and soon scarred at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Erdan was still unconscious, but the expression on his face began to slowly distort, looking painful.

Han Xiaoqi looked at the changes in Zhao Erdan, and couldn't help but change his complexion, and asked in surprise: "Liu Lang, you, your blood ......"

Liu Lang raised his head and said with a solemn expression: "Xiaoqi, I have corpse blood in my body, I don't know ......"

Liu Langgang wondered if it would work.

Zhao Erdan suddenly screamed, jumped up directly from the sofa, and frantically tore the bandages and clothes on his body like crazy, and then kept grabbing his skin, and soon picked up the wounds that had just formed scars.

"Brother Gall, what's wrong with you, what are you doing?"

Liu Lang was in a hurry, and was about to step forward to appease, but saw Zhao Erdan's hand clasped on his face.

At this time, half of Zhao Erdan's face had formed a scar, and Zhao Erdan put his hand on the scar, pulled it out, only to hear a stabbing sound, and directly tore off the scar that had just formed on half of his face.

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw that the scar was frantically flowing out of the yellow viscous thick liquid.

The mucus was disgusting, Liu Lang saw it in his eyes, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

After a long while, the mucus finally flowed almost out, and Zhao Erdan also sat back on the sofa, finally quieted down, and gasped for breath.

"Liu, Brother Liu, I, what happened to me just now?"

It took a lot of effort for Zhao Erdan to open his eyes, raise his head, and look at Liu Lang blankly.

Liu Lang looked at Zhao Erdan's appearance, his heart moved, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Bil, you, your face ......"

"What's wrong with my face?"

Zhao Erdan saw that Liu Lang's expression was a little abnormal, and he hurriedly stood up, his body crooked and almost fell on the sofa.

Liu Lang hurriedly supported Zhao Erdan and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Bil, what are you going to do?" ”

"Brother Liu, I, I'll look in the mirror to see, what's going on?"

Zhao Erdan broke free from Liu Lang's support, stumbled forward, and hit a dilapidated table in the corner of the house, and then flipped up frantically in the drawer of the table with both hands.

After rummaging through almost all the drawers, Zhao Erdan finally found a mirror, sent it in front of him, and suddenly shouted, "Huh? Is this me? ”

At this time, half of Zhao Erdan's face was already wrinkled, showing a rotten color, which was flushed with flesh, while the other half of his face was the same as before.

However, these two halves of the face are put together and contrasted with each other, yin and yang, and they suddenly appear hideous and terrifying.

Liu Lang looked at Zhao Erdan's appearance, and wanted to comfort him, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to do, so he swallowed them back alive.

Zhao Erdan held the mirror, suddenly laughed twice, slammed the mirror to the ground, and roared viciously: "Damn, these people want my life, Lao Tzu's life is hard, see who will kill who first!" ”

Over, Zhao Erdan turned around suddenly, knelt down in front of Liu Lang with a plop, knocked his head three times in succession, raised his head, and said with a stern expression: "Brother Liu, thank you for your kindness, I, Zhao Erdan, am a dog in front of you in my life, as long as you say a word, I will not hesitate to do anything about the sword mountain and the sea of fire!" My life is yours! (To be continued~^~)