Chapter 1690: Demonic Research Institute
“Hehehe, believe it or not.”
The man in black robe looked at Mu Ran and chuckled, “A corpse of your level is useless to me. "It's very useful."
"You think too much. This trick can't hurt me!"
As soon as Mu Ran finished speaking, the wound on his arm started to burn. Out of blazing flames.
Her original intention was to use super high temperature to evaporate these toxins.
But in just two or three seconds, her body suddenly shook, like an electric current stimulating the meridians throughout her body, causing her to lose consciousness.
Plop!
Mu Ran knelt on one knee.
"Wood burning!"
Su Zishu immediately jumped out of the barrel and came to Mu Ran.
"Hey hey hey... instead of the toxin evaporating, has it become more serious?"
The man in black robe sneered, "This is specially designed for people who are confident in you. Using Qi will speed up the flow of toxins and quickly enter the heart. It flows through the blood and flows throughout the body."
Mu Ran raised his head with a pale face and said in a low voice: "You are... the Demon Research Institute! You dare to attack us openly!"
" If you die, won’t it be made public?”
The man in black robe turned his palm over, and a blood-red dagger appeared in his hand.
"Mu Ran, he can help you detoxify."
Su Zishu secretly handed the two-way transfer token into her hand.
This is the token transferred to Feng Lin.
Su Zishu stood in front of Mu Ran, and the flames on his body suddenly broke out.
Swish, brush, brush!
Countless lines of fire shuttle back and forth in the room.
"This skill? Are you also a Yin Yang Crusader?"
As soon as the man in black robe finished speaking, Mu Ran disappeared here.
Seeing Mu Ran leave, Su Zishu also quickly moved and hid in another place.
The man in black robe was retreating, preparing to avoid these thin lines, but unexpectedly the two of them disappeared.
"Is this... a transfer formation?"
The man in black robe snorted coldly and walked out of the house.
At this moment, there are dozens of black shadows outside.
……
Feng Lin kept sitting against the wall, feeling uncomfortable.
Finally just lie down and wait quietly.
At this moment, he felt the token in his pocket and started to activate.
He shook his head slightly, "It's rubbish to be discovered so soon."
Bang!
A person just hit Feng Lin.
“Damn it! You don’t have eyes!”
Feng Lin just cursed, and his eyes suddenly became like bells.
Where is this Su Zishu?
This is obviously the wood burning we encountered before.
Feng Lin immediately held his breath.
Mu Ran held himself up with an ugly expression, looked around, and finally looked down.
"You haven't come out yet! You think I don't know you're here!"
"Fuck!"
Feng Lin cried out in pain and lifted the light and shadow barrier.
Mu Ran found her hand, and she let go of it as fast as lightning.
She looked a little unnatural. She was about to say something, but suddenly noticed Feng Lin's face, "Is that you?"
"Hello, sir, we meet again."
Feng Lin leaned against the corner and adjusted his pants.
“Do you know Su Zishu?” Mu Ran asked strangely.
"We know each other. We are friends. I saved her once."
As Feng Lin spoke, he placed his hand on the token in Mu Ran's hand, "This is the token of protection I gave her. In a crisis, you can move her to my side."
He held it between his fingers and prepared to take it from Mu Ran.
But Mu Ran held on tightly and refused to seal the forest.
“She and I are also friends.”
Mu Ran put the token into his pocket and asked expressionlessly, "She said you can detoxify?"
"It depends on the poison."
Feng Lin looked at Mu Ran He looked at the wound on Mu Ran's left arm, leaned over and smelled it, and then grabbed Mu Ran's wrist. Mu Ran struggled symbolically at first, but when he saw Feng Lin looking like he was checking, he relaxed his guard.
“Do you feel muscle cramps? Feeling weak?”
Feng Lin let go of Mu Ran's wrist.
"That's right."
Surprise flashed in Mu Ran's eyes, this man really had something up his sleeve.
The reason why she is so normal is because she is holding on. After all, Feng Lin in front of her is a descendant of Yanhuang.
It would be bad if he came to kill her while he was injured.
Mainly because it's poison, so you can't use Qi.
If it is a normal injury, she can use vein arm to recover quickly.
“I don’t know what kind of poison this is, but I can probably guess that it should be a synthetic poison.”
Feng Lin rubbed his chin and thought, “Strange, synthetic poison requires With a certain level of industry, how could there be such poison in a foreign land?"
"Of course there is in a foreign land!"
Mu Ran became more and more shocked. This sealing of the forest was indeed not simple. "If nothing else, the person who can produce this kind of toxin should come from the Demon Research Institute."
"The Demon Research Institute?"
< br>Feng Lin took a breath, "He Are they here too?”
“Not sure, but the poison must come from them. Only the poison they create can hurt Dacheng Ninth Level.”
Mu Ran glanced at Feng. Lin, "Can you cure it?"
"No."
Feng Lin shook his head, "Treatment requires the right medicine. I don't even know what this toxin is, how can I treat it?"
"You..."
Mu Ran originally thought he could be saved, but he didn't expect Feng Lin to be unable to treat him.
"What should I do? I can only wait to die?" Mu Ran stared at Feng Lin.
"That's right."
Feng Lin raised his hand and reached into Mu Ran's pocket, preparing to take out the transfer token, "This is mine, I took it back."
" Feng Lin! I think you don’t want to be cured! You think we, the Yin Yang Crusaders, are your enemies!”
Mu Ran snorted and pushed Feng Lin’s hand away.
"You are overthinking. I am very open-minded. There are good people and bad people in the Yin Yang Crusaders."
Feng Lin waved his hand, paused and said, "I knew Su Zishu was a Yin-Yang Crusader, so I wouldn't have saved her anyway."
"So you know her identity."
Mu Ran I thought Feng Lin didn't know clearly.
After all, she couldn’t even see through Su Zishu’s formation to hide his appearance.
“To treat this kind of poison, I need to keep an eye on your whole body all the time to know where your body is reacting.”
Feng Lin shook his head gently, "Even so, I'm not sure of the cure. Sir, just accept your fate."
"I don't accept your fate! Follow your instructions for treatment!"
The flame under the wood-burning earrings became a little brighter.
“I won’t treat you.”
Feng Lin crossed his arms, “Treatment requires you to take off your clothes and observe the changes on the surface of your body. If you can’t be cured, forget it. If you are cured, just forget it. , what if you kill me?”
Mu Ran frowned slightly, "You still want to take off your clothes?"
"Look above your wound." Feng Lin reminded.
Mu Ran lowered his head and looked at his arm, and found that there were many spider web-like black lines on the wound.
"Did you see it? The toxins obviously flow back to the heart through the blood vessels. Not to mention other places, at least you need to be open to me in front of you."
Feng Lin folded his arms and leaned against The corner said, "A little person like me is still self-aware. If I touch the noble Yin Yang Crusader, I will definitely die."
Mu Ran looked a little confused. If Feng Lin didn't mention this matter, maybe he would really teach him a lesson later.
But she still understands herself and will definitely not kill Feng Lin.
Feng Lin and Su Zishu are friends.
Mu Ran lowered her head and said nothing. In her heart, she didn't want to be touched by this man.
"Otherwise, I'll leave this transfer token here with you, and I'll hide it somewhere else. If you encounter danger, just transfer here, and you can live a little longer."
Feng Lin did not take his transfer token again, but stood up and prepared to leave.
“You are not allowed to leave!”
Mu Ran raised his head and stared at Feng Lin coldly.
(End of this chapter)