Zhong Ziyan opened her red lips with a chuckle, and her beautiful eyes gently glanced at Zhong Boxiu in Lu Fan's hand: "He's just a useless person, why are you holding him?"
As he said that, in Lu Fan's shocked eyes, Zhong Ziyan stretched out his slender hand and took Zhong Boxiu, who weighed more than 170 kilograms, from his hand.
Then, just like throwing a chicken, it was thrown directly from the house to the door.
"boom!"
Zhong Boxiu fell heavily to the ground.
Zhong Ziyan also stepped forward and closed the door with her backhand. She turned back and said to Lu Fan with a smile: "Let's talk."
In the silent pavilion.
The girl in a long black dress gently raised her wrist, holding a blue and white porcelain pot that had been dried in the misty and rainy weather, and poured water into a cup with a yellow glaze and a white background.
The movements are calm and the posture is graceful, it looks like it has been done thousands of times.
"This is this year's Mingqian Longjing. Although the Qingming Festival has passed a long time ago, the tea was immersed in the bottom of the lake and stored at a constant temperature. When it was taken out, it was still steaming, so it should not affect the taste." Zhong Ziyan said with a sweet smile.
Lu Fan sat on the sofa, took a sip from the tea cup in her hand, then closed his eyes and was very intoxicated. He sighed and said: "It's soft in the mouth and sweet in return. It's strange to say that, I've also drank Chacha."
Mingqian Longjing is in season, and the water for making tea is also spring water from the Longjing Tea Mountain, so why can’t it taste like yours?”
"It seems that this has a lot to do with the person who makes the tea."
Lu Fan has always taken care of things as they come. No matter what problems Zhong Ziyan encounters in these two short days, at least she will not hurt him.
"Brother Lu, thank you for your praise. The art of tea is profound and profound. I've just dabbled in it, but you praise me like this. I'm afraid I'm going to be proud."
"I believe that others are proud, but if you say that Zhong Ziyan is proud, I won't believe it." Lu Fan shook his head and said.
Zhong Ziyan drank all the tea in the cup, sat across from Lu Fan and said, "Did you see anything?"
Lu Fan nodded: "The blood spell in your body has fully activated. You should be controlled by that person now."
Until now, Lu Fan did not dare to look directly into the eyes of this beautiful girl in front of him.
It should have been a pair of eyes on this perfect face that could make men all over the world drown in them...
At this moment, it is covered with blood!
Countless bloodshot eyes, like blood worms, were densely covered in her black and white eyes.
At this time, Zhong Ziyan looked like a puppet possessed by an evil spirit. His eyes were filled with coldness, and the smile that appeared inadvertently at the corner of his mouth also made people feel creepy in the summer...
This is an expression that does not belong to her, but it is so real and exists on her face.
"When the blood spell takes full effect, there are usually only two results."
Under Zhong Ziyan's gaze, Lu Fan said lightly: "First, the Blood Talisman is parasitic in your abdominal cavity. By absorbing the essence and blood from the body, it gradually grows into a fetus. It is pregnant for ten months, and then it is born by caesarean section and becomes even your grandma.
The blood mantong is feared by all the masters."
"But that drop of blood essence condensed in your abdominal cavity has been cracked by me."
"It's just that the blood essence has not been completely eliminated as I originally expected."
"Instead, it has spread throughout your body, spread throughout the blood in your body, and continues to grow and reproduce..."
"This is the second result."
Lu Fan took a deep breath and said: "Refining the host and living in the world in the form of the host. In Southeast Asia, this kind of person is called a living boy, but we generally call him a zombie demon."
"Crack!"
The tea cup in Zhong Ziyan's hand fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.
"The zombie demon is different from the blood mantong. Compared with the blood mantong's ability to grow and be refined twice, the zombie demon has already fixed its strength and future from the moment of complete transformation.
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Lu Fan continued to explain: "The strength of the ancient martial arts grandmaster, coupled with the zombie demon's almost immortal body, can almost challenge the vast majority of ancient martial arts grandmasters in the world today."
"But because it requires a large amount of human blood to maintain the freshness of the body, once such evil things appear, they will be hunted down by warriors all over the world."
"And you should have at most three days to live."
Lu Fan stared into Zhong Ziyan's eyes: "In three days, when the bloodshot eyes are gone and you no longer feel any discomfort, you will become the first zombie demon in China in the past fifty years."
"As a great master of ancient martial arts, I will definitely kill you with the sword."
"I won't let you leave here alive and harm the common people."
