Chapter 1715 Painting With Broken Arm

"Bai Boss, do you really want to protect him?" Bai Yingjun gritted his teeth and asked Bai Boss.

Liu Lang being able to tell the origin of Shanglanshan and the Tianji Clan proves that Liu Lang knows a lot about this base. It must not be a coincidence to break the seal and walk out of the Jiujiugui formation. Control Liu Lang, otherwise, after actually entering the castle, it is unknown what amazing move Liu Lang will make.

Bai Yingjun does not allow any accidents to happen.

"You remember what you just said, each according to their own ability, I solemnly inform you now that I want to form an alliance with Liu Lang and treat allies, I have always been as warm as the sun, and it is my responsibility to protect him." Boss Bai smiled slightly Said.

"Responsible? Your sister!"

Bai Yingjun's nose was so angry that he didn't expect that Boss Bai would defect with just one sentence from Liu Lang. Of course, using the word defection is not quite accurate, because he and Boss Bai were not on the same page in the first place.

I haven't seen him for hundreds of thousands of years, and Bai Yingjun doesn't know what level Bai Boss is now. In a real fight, it's really hard to say who will win. Bai Yingjun felt as disgusted as he ate a fly.

If he had known that Liu Lang knew so much about Shanglanshan, he should have formed an alliance with Liu Lang first. After all, he and Liu Lang knew each other first and had an inherent advantage, but now Boss Bai took the lead.

For a moment, Bai Yingjun wanted to change his strategy and show his favor to Liu Lang, but a second ago, he was holding a rope to tie Liu Lang up. Unless Liu Lang was a fool, he wouldn't trust him anymore.

"It's good to form an alliance. Boss Bai, don't blame me for not reminding you. With such a oil bottle, you will suffer for a while." Bai Yingjun said to Boss Bai with a gloomy face.

This is a warning to Boss Bai and a comfort to himself.

"I just like to suffer, so bite me if you're upset?" Boss Bai said twitchingly, and then he turned to Liu Lang, "Brother Liu, what else do you know, tell me."

"I know a lot. Anyway, at the critical moment, I just want to help you. I don't want too much. I'll just get 10% of the benefits." Liu Lang knew very well that Boss Bai was trying to test him.

At this time, the best way to deal with it is to maintain a sense of mystery.

Because the more he talks, the easier it is to make mistakes. What's more, his understanding of Shanglanshan is limited to Yi Xingchen's previous narration, and he can't say anything if he wants to say more.

"10% benefit? Acceptable, deal!" Boss Bai laughed, shook hands with Liu Lang solemnly, and then looked back at handsome Bai with some complacency.

It's like snatching a treasure from handsome Bai.

"Hmph!" Bai Yingjun snorted coldly, and retracted the rope, but was blocked by Boss Bai. It was very difficult for him to move Liu Lang, so it would be better to focus more on treasure hunting.

After all, it's a one-two now, and he's at a disadvantage.

"Don't be sullen all the time, this is a big day in our lives, just smile!" Boss Bai likes to see handsome bai deflated, just like how handsome bai liked to see him deflated.

"Laugh at you, uncle." Bai Yingjun roared angrily.

"We don't have a master, you know very well." Boss Bai was not angry, with a smile still on his face.

"You..." Bai Yingjun pointed at Boss Bai, and really wanted to fight first, but after thinking twice, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Pointing at the stone door, he said, "Open the door!"

"No problem! You always say that you contribute a lot. This time, I will also take the initiative to contribute." Boss Bai shrugged, turned his head and asked Liu Lang, "Brother, do you have a knife?"

"Knife? Yes! Is this okay?"

Liu Lang didn't know what Boss Bai was going to do, but Boss Bai stood up to protect him just now, so with a thought, Liu Lang took out a knife from the Wutian Sacred Tablet.

This knife was a black-grade flying knife that was snatched from Xiang Chuo when he was in Bliss Island. Although it is not a top-notch black-grade fairy weapon, its quality is also high.

However, Liu Lang never had time to refine and use it.

Boss Bai took the Xuanjie flying knife and touched the blade with his fingers, "It's a little blunt."

"Is this still blunt?" Liu Lang swallowed and spit. For this level of immortal weapon, it can no longer be described as cutting iron like mud. Liu Lang felt that even a great body refining immortal would not be able to stop this mysterious flying knife.

"But it's enough, just use more energy." Boss Bai signaled Liu Lang to stand aside, then turned around, facing the huge stone gate of the castle, and started to breathe.

"You want to split the Shimen open with a black-ranked flying knife?" Liu Lang looked skeptical.

He had personally experienced the sturdiness of the stone gate just now. If Boss Bai used a black-grade flying knife to split the stone gate, then the black-grade flying knife would be a little blunt. It must be able to shake this giant stone gate.

However, looking at Boss Bai's appearance, he seemed to be full of confidence again.

Under Liu Lang's watchful eye, Boss Bai, who had finished the preparations, held the knife with one hand, and raised the flying knife high. It's the state of a machete.

After the flying knife was raised, it was quite powerful.

Then, the flying knife fell heavily, and Liu Lang seemed to see the scene of stone chips flying. However, soon, he realized that something was wrong, because Boss Bai didn't cut at Shimen.

The blade deflected, and the three-foot-long machete fell onto Boss Bai's other arm.

With a "click", the arm snapped off from the shoulder. The blood spurted out without any waste, and all fell on the opposite stone gate.

Under Liu Lang's shocked gaze, Boss Bai threw the Xuanjie flying knife to the ground, then picked up his broken arm, used his arm as a pen, and began to write and draw with the blood on the stone gate.

"this……"

Liu Lang was dumbfounded.

It took a long time for him to react. He looked back at Bai Yingjun and found Bai Yingjun's expression calm. It seemed that Boss Bai's self-mutilation had long been expected.

Turning around again, Liu Lang's eyes focused on Boss Bai's hand.

I saw using one of my hands, holding my other hand, writing vigorously, and gradually sketched out the pattern, which made Liu Lang realize that Boss Bai was not scribbling.

Just like a splash-ink painting, you first pour a bowl of ink on the paper, and then use the brush to draw it, and finally take shape, the mountain gate is the paper, the blood of Boss Bai is the ink, and his broken arm is the pen.

It didn't take long for a magnificent painting to appear above the mountain gate.

"Is this Shanglanshan?" Looking carefully, among the mountains, there is a castle towering above the Xiongfeng, which is very similar to the scene in front of him, Liu Lang can't help muttering to himself.

"That's right, it's going to Arashiyama!"

Boss Bai took a few steps back, nodded his head and said, following his voice, the huge stone door burst open, and countless golden lights shot straight out from the door.

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