Sure enough, a familiar feeling came from behind the rock, which was the resonance produced by the Hongfengjue and Longyinjue operating together.

Lan Qing doesn't know ventriloquism, and Wang Fan can't feel her movements. He can only feel her movements when she's traveling far away, so this is the only way for them to communicate now.

Lan Qing is also a martial artist who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. With her by his side, if the two of them join forces, they can still fight the masked man in front of them. Wang Fan's heart calmed down.

But the biggest problem now is that Wang Fan is seriously injured, and the masked man is standing in front of Wang Fan. Before Lan Qing can make a move, Wang Fan is completely in the hands of the masked man, so he can only

The situation is more passive.

Wang Fan continued to meditate while releasing his five senses, creating an illusion for the masked man. This was a normal phenomenon when he was healing. Of course, Wang Fan was also sensing the movements of the masked man through his five senses, just out of confidence in himself.

, the masked man didn’t take this matter to heart at all.

The first question now is how to put a distance between the masked man and Wang Fan, so as to leave time and create opportunities for Lan Qing to take action.

Wang Fan thought of several ways to tell Lan Qing his thoughts using ventriloquism. Lan Qing could only answer him "yes" or "no", "ok" or "no" by running the mental method once or twice.

But this kind of mental method cannot be executed casually, especially when Wang Fan no longer has much self-control ability. Wang Fan can tolerate it once or twice, but Lan Qing runs it twice more, and the poison in Wang Fan's body is even worse

The restlessness gradually accumulated towards Wang Fan's lower abdomen, and the instinctive desire stirred up Wang Fan's mind. Wang Fan had already felt the reaction of his penis below him, and the bulge was supported in the narrow space of his crotch.

It was very uncomfortable.

In fact, Lan Qing is not feeling well either. When her mental state resonated before, Lan Qing could use various methods to avoid it, but now it is different. Now this desire has become a way of communication. Lan Qing can only bite the bullet and "listen."

” and “response”.

Within two seconds, Lan Qing's face was already flushed with desire. After "answering" Wang Fan's question, "Huh" Lan Qing completely forgot about the environment she and Wang Fan were currently in, and breathed unconsciously.

Let out the turbid anger that you are holding in your heart.

"Uh!" The masked man next to Wang Fan turned his face alertly and looked in the direction of Lan Qing. At the same time, he also released his five senses to investigate.

"Pfft" Wang Fan sensed the movements of the masked man. He didn't know whether the masked man or Lan Qing had better skills. In order not to expose Lan Qing, Wang Fan could only stand up.

"Huh? You... how could you possibly control my 'Heart-Eating Mantle'? What kind of mental skills did you practice?" Wang Fan successfully attracted the masked man's attention again.

"You don't know even if I tell you." Wang Fan endured the severe pain in his body, raised his head and replied with disdain.

The masked man knew that he had lost his composure, so he just stood quietly and stared at Wang Fan. After a moment of stalemate, Wang Fan's hands started to tremble slightly again.

In fact, Wang Fan can only temporarily suppress the power of the poisonous mist, and there is no way to resolve it (perhaps there is still some hope when the true energy is abundant). So now as soon as he stops exercising, the poisonous poison in the body will disperse, and the pulse will be released again.

When it came out, the poisonous mist's medicinal power followed their route and eroded towards Wang Fan's heart and lungs.
Chapter completed!