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Yin Ranyi lowered his head to see that bright red blood was slowly flowing from the gap between the fingers of his right hand holding "Jiang Pengfei"'s arm, and his palm was also slightly itchy. The touch is replaced by a cold and thin iron texture.

Yin Ranyi's eyebrows turned cold, and he raised his eyes to look at the man, with a bit of clarity in his tone: "Zecang?"

The person he was holding leaned against the wall as soon as his body went limp, and a translucent shadow floated away from the limp Jiang Pengfei. However, whether it's the golden chain mail he wears, the blood-red eyes, and a dark scar on his cheek, all of them reveal his alien identity to the two of them.

The tall phantom man glanced at Yin Ranyi and Le Zhengli, with a cold expression: "I don't know who it is, so it's the two of you." Although he is incorporeal, his figure is so thin that it seems that he will disappear in a second. It seems to dissipate, but the whole "person" still has an aura of looking down on the world, as if turning around to raise a gun to fight the world.

Lezheng Li was frantically stuffing the tissue he was carrying into Yin Ranyi's hand to press the wound. He was startled when he heard this, and didn't bother to ask if this brother was Ze Cang and how he ran onto Jiang Pengfei. , his hand was still on Yin Ranyi's palm, but his head had already turned away, his tone full of surprise: "Do you recognize us?"

Ze Cang didn't answer this question, he stood with his chest folded, glanced at Yin Ranyi, and said with a bit of distaste in his tone, "What's so good about an ordinary person's health, that he can't even catch such a move like me."

Lezheng Li frowned, "Shut up."

Seeing that although Ze Cang looked unhappy, he didn't say anything, Le Zhengli then refocused on Yin Ranyi's palm. For the person transformed by Ze Cang's sword, he seemed to be interested in it from the bottom of his heart. I can't hate it, it seems that even the other party's indifference and disgust are very familiar.

After the finger-length wound on Yin Ranyi's palm had completely stopped bleeding, Le Zhengli had time to talk to Ze Cang who was standing aside, and asked, "Do you recognize me and Yin Ranyi..." Suddenly After a pause, he changed the phrase again, "... Or, you know our... past life?"

Ze Cang glanced at the mysterious python scales on his wrist, squinted his eyes and remembered something, and denied it in a very bad tone: "I don't know."

Le Zhengli and Yin Ranyi looked at each other, and they thought, then this is their acquaintance.But the two of them really don't have any more memories about this "Zecang", and they don't know in which life they met.

Le Zhengli wanted to ask again now, if Ze Cang could reveal some more information, whether it was "past life" or "present life", they would naturally be able to deduce this fate variable based on the information, no matter how detailed the clues were, as long as With enough numbers, they will be able to fumble to complete the picture of fate.

Ze Cang didn't want to say much, but although he was transformed by a divine weapon, his spiritual power was low at the moment, otherwise he wouldn't be easily captured by Yin Ranyi, and he wanted to avoid these two, but he couldn't be with him at all. Yin Ranyi left without agreeing, and was very annoyed for a while, staring at Yin Ranyi and gritted his teeth: "You deserve it!"

Yin Ranyi intuited that the phrase "deserving it" said by this person definitely did not refer to the fact that his palm was cut, and was about to ask, when he heard a loud voice from outside, vaguely saying "Ze Cang", "lost " Words like this came.

The three of them stalemate here for a while, and Le Zhengli more or less guessed that Ze Cang must be defeated by Yin Ranyi at this moment. He turned his head and glanced at the glass door not far away, and quickly said to Ze Cang: "You If you don't tell us, those people will find you in no time."

"..." Ze Cang obviously didn't expect that he would be threatened by Le Zhengli. He glanced at Yin Ranyi, who had an expression of "whatever he says" on his face, and Ze Cang squeezed the hand hanging by his side again. Squeeze, and finally lift your chin, "Let's go."

Before finishing speaking, Lezheng Li took out a kit wrapped in a red thread from around his neck. The small bag was no bigger than the fingernail of a little finger. Lezheng Li handed it to Ze Cang, and said with a smile: "Then please go in and hide first." .”

Ze Cang raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to refute, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the figure who was getting closer to the door, and finally let out a "Tsk" as if he was not convinced, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered. Lezheng carp is holding a small kit in his hand.

Le Zhengli patted the small cloth bag lightly, only to feel that it was bulging like a small ball of cotton stuffed in it. He withdrew his hand, glanced at Jiang Pengfei who was leaning limply against the wall, and turned his gaze to Yin Ranyi: "Carry him out?"

Yin Ranyi nodded, "Yes."

Le Zhengli was worried that the wound on Yin Ranyi's hand would open again, so he didn't let him intervene. He bent down and carried Jiang Pengfei up. Although he was a little shorter than Yin Ranyi, his height of [-] could carry Jiang Pengfei. Jiang Pengfei is still not a problem, the latter was lifted up by him like a weak chicken, and as soon as he carried the man to the door, he bumped into several TV crews who looked anxious, and they saw that he was being carried by Le Zhengli Jiang Pengfei breathed a sigh of relief, a tall man quickly took over and asked, "What's wrong with Pengfei?"

Le Zhengli said with an innocent face: "We don't know. He suddenly fainted by the wall. He may be a little anemic. By the way, why are you looking for him in such a hurry?"

Several staff members looked at each other, said haha, and replied casually. Although the answer was perfunctory, Le Zhengli didn't take it seriously. He watched the few people carry Jiang Pengfei away, and then patted Yin Ranyi on the shoulder, " Go eat first, I'm starving to death."

He was still wrapping the little bag around his wrist, and suddenly the little cloth bag swayed from side to side twice, as if he was very dissatisfied with Le Zhengli's saying that he wanted to eat first, Yin Ranyi took a look, and turned to Le Zhengli Stretching out his palm, the blood on his palm had dried up, but it was still extremely glaring to Lezheng Li. He took off the red string wearing the kit from his wrist, and pinched the small cloth bag slightly dissatisfied, before removing the kit. Hand it over to Yin Ranyi.

The little kit bag, which was still moving around on its own, immediately fell silent as soon as it touched Yin Ranyi's skin. Lezheng Li frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Since we can't win, then Why did you hurt him just now?"

After all, I didn’t care about Ze Cang in the kit, and said while walking out with Yin Ranyi: “Don’t use chopsticks later, the movement is too big, be careful to tear the wound open, I’ll buy fried rice for you, just use a spoon Eat, it’s best to have porridge tonight... By the way, go back to the dormitory after dinner, I remember I have gauze and white medicine..."

Yin Ranyi looked down at the healed wound on his palm, raised his head and nodded towards Lezhengli, with a gentle and indulgent tone: "Okay."

"...alcohol disinfection..." Le Zhengli, who was talking excitedly, suddenly stopped, and he coughed a few times uncomfortably, "Well... I'm not usually so wordy..."

"Yeah." Yin Ranyi had a slight smile in his eyes, "I know."