Chapter 1715: Broken arm painting

"Boss Bai, you really want to protect him?" Bai Yingjun asked Boss Bai with gritted teeth.
Liu Lang's ability to tell the origins of Lanshan and the Tianji clan proves that Liu Lang knows a lot about this base. It is certainly not a coincidence that he breaks the seal and walks out of the Jiujiu return. Control Liu Lang, otherwise, after entering the castle, I don't know what amazing things Liu Lang will do.
Bai Yingjun does not allow any accidents to happen.
"You remember what you said just now. You have to rely on your own ability. I now solemnly inform you that I will form an alliance with Liu Lang and treat allies. I have always been as warm as the sun. It is my responsibility to protect him." Boss Bai smiled slightly. Said.
"Responsible? Your sister!"
Bai Yingjun's nose was crooked. Unexpectedly, with only one sentence from Liu Lang, Boss Bai would rebel. Of course, it is not accurate to use the term Rebel, because he and Boss Bai are not in the same wave.
Having not seen him for hundreds of thousands of years, Bai Yingjun doesn't know what level the boss is now. It's really hard to say who wins and who loses in the fight. Bai Yingjun felt as sick as he had eaten a fly.
Knowing that Liu Lang knows Shanglanshan so well, he should first form an alliance with Liu Lang. After all, he and Liu Lang knew each other first and had an innate advantage. As a result, he was now ahead of him.
For a moment, Bai Yingjun wanted to change his strategy and showed his favor to Liu Lang. However, a second ago, he was still holding a rope to tie Liu Lang. Unless Liu Lang was a fool, he would no longer believe him.
"Alliance, very good, don't blame me, Boss Bai, I didn't remind you, with such a drag 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 like to suffer. If you are upset, you bite me?" Boss Bai said very violently. Then he turned to Liu Lang, "Brother Xiao Liu, what else do you know, tell me."
"I know a lot. Anyway, at the critical moment, I can help you. I don't want much. I will get 10% of the benefits when the time comes." Liu Lang knew very well that Boss Bai was testing him.
At this time, the best way to deal with it is to maintain a sense of mystery.
Because the more he said, the easier it was to make mistakes. What's more, his understanding of Shanglanshan was limited to what Yi Xingchen had said before. He wanted to say more, but couldn't say much.
"10% benefit? Acceptable, deal!" Boss Bai laughed, and shook hands solemnly with Liu Lang, then looked back at Bai Yingjun with some pride.
It was like grabbing a treasure from Bai Yingjun.
"Huh!" Bai Yingjun coldly snorted, and retracted the rope. Boss Bai blocked him. It is very difficult for him to move Liu Lang. It is better to focus more on treasure hunting.
After all, it is one-on-two now, and he is at a disadvantage.
"Don't keep your face sullen, this is the big day in our lives, let's laugh!" Boss Bai likes to see Bai Yingjun eating flat, just like Bai Yingjun like to watch him eating flat.
"Laugh at your uncle." Bai Yingjun shouted angrily.
"We don't have an uncle, you know very well." Boss Bai didn't get angry, and his smile was still on his face.
"You..." Bai Yingjun pointed at Boss Bai, really wanting to do a fight first, but after thinking about it, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and pointed at Shimen and said: "Open the door!"
"No problem! You always say that you contribute a lot. This time, I will take the initiative to contribute." Boss Bai shrugged and turned to ask Liu Lang, "Brother, do you have a knife?"
"Knife? Yes! Is this all right?"
Liu Lang didn't know what Boss Bai was going to do, but it was Boss Bai who just stood up and saved him, so Liu Lang thought about it and took out a knife from the monument of Wutian.
This knife was the mysterious flying knife that Xiang Chuo snatched from when he was in Paradise Island. Although it is not a top-notch mysterious weapon, it is of high quality.
However, Liu Lang has not had time to refining and use.
Boss Bai took the Xuan-level flying knife and touched the blade with his fingers, "It's a little blunt."
"Is this blunt?" Liu Lang swallowed and spit. For immortal tools of this level, it can no longer be described by cutting iron like mud. Liu Lang felt that even if it was a great immortal, he might not be able to stop this mysterious rank flying knife.
"But it's enough, just a little bit more energy." Boss Bai motioned to Liu Lang to stand aside, then turned around and faced the giant stone gate of the castle with luck.
"Want to split Shimen with a mysterious flying knife?" Liu Lang looked suspicious.
He had personally experienced the sturdiness of the stone gate. If Boss Bai uses a mysterious-level flying knife to split the stone gate, the mysterious-level flying knife is really blunt. Liu Lang felt that even if he brought a ground-level weapon, he would not see it. Must be able to shake this giant stone gate.
However, looking at the appearance of Boss Bai, he seemed to be full of confidence.
Under Liu Lang's gaze, Boss Bai, who had finished the preparations, held the knife in one hand and raised the flying knife high. When the Xuan-level flying knife was used as a flying knife, it had only one palm length, but usually, It is the state of a machete.
After the flying knife was raised, it was quite powerful.
Then, the flying knives fell heavily, and Liu Lang seemed to see the scene of flying debris. However, soon, he realized that it was wrong, because Boss Bai didn't cut at Shimen.
The blade strayed, and the machete, which was more than three feet long, fell on the other arm of Boss Bai.
With a "click", the arm broke off from the shoulder. The blood spurted out, not wasted at all, all fell on the opposite Shimen.
In Liu Lang's shocked gaze, Boss Bai threw the Xuanjie flying knife to the ground, then picked up the broken arm, used his arm as a pen, and dipped the blood on the stone gate to write and draw.
"This……"
Liu Lang looked silly.
It took him a long time before he reacted. He looked back at Bai Yingjun and found that Bai Yingjun's expression was calm. It seemed that the self-harm of Boss Bai had already been expected.
Turning his head back, Liu Lang focused his eyes on Boss Bai's hand.
Using one of his own hands and holding his other hand, he was struggling to write quickly, and the patterns gradually outlined made Liu Lang realize that Boss Bai was not scribbling.
Just like a splash-ink painting, first splash a bowl of ink on the paper, and then draw with the pen. The final shape is that the mountain gate is paper, the blood of the boss is ink, and his broken arm is the pen.
It didn't take long for a painting that looked magnificent to appear above the mountain gate.
"Is this Shanglan Mountain?" Looking closely, among the mountains, a castle towered above the majestic peak, like the scene in front of him, Liu Lang couldn't help muttering to himself.
"Yes, just go to Lanshan!"
Boss Bai stepped back a few steps, nodded and said, following his voice, the giant stone door suddenly opened, and countless golden lights shot out from the door.