"Actually, I'm not very interested in your secrets, but I'm quite interested in your bàozhà process.
It's rare to encounter an example like yours, and I won't be willing not to give it a try.
Qian Lingtian: "" With a cold sweat on his face, he looked at the Holy Lord who was slowly rolling up his sleeves, and vaguely felt that the Holy Lord seemed different from usual.
But now he was filled with the fear of death, and he couldn't think about so much at the moment.
He just retreated, desperately trying to retreat: "I don't want bàozhà" "Now, with me here, you may not explode.
I have thought of a few ways to remove the spell on you.
Don't worry, let me try them one by one."
The Holy Lord took another step forward.
"Holy Lord, don't take risks.
That person once said that if I were to attack, I would be the most powerful villain.
It would be a pity to die, but I don't want to drag the Holy Lord to be buried with him."
Qian Lingtian almost cried.
"Pull me to be buried with you."
The saint's eyelashes were slightly curved, but his eyes were sharp: "You are not qualified yet."
This is also the first time he has really studied this situation, so he can't guarantee whether this person will bomb, but he still has the ability to protect himself.
At most, the building will be blown up to the sky.
As soon as the Holy Lord's momentum came out, Qian Lingtian was so suppressed that he did not dare to move.
Seeing the Holy Lord approaching, his eyes suddenly looked behind the Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord also sensed something at the same time.
He turned around and froze slightly.
Gu Xijiu was standing not far behind him.
She had obviously just teleported over.
Although her heels were firmly on her feet, her skirt had just fallen off.
"What are you doing when you come back?"
Shengzun's voice did not distinguish between joy and anger, but her heart was beating slightly.
She came to live and die with him.
Gu Xijiu took a breath.
Fortunately, the Holy Lord hadn't started yet.
"Holy Lord, Xijiu may have a way to get him to reveal the real murderer without blowing up."
Gu Xijiu was afraid that Holy Lord would kick her out without any explanation, so she immediately spoke.
"What can I do?"
The Holy Lord took a step back, letting her stand side by side with him, and quietly set up a small barrier around her.
The current Qian Lingtian is like a large self-explosion bomb.
It is very dangerous and it is unknown when it will explode.
The Holy Lord is fine, but Gu Xijiu is not good, she is still too weak.
If you don't protect her well, she will fly away as soon as it explodes.
Gu Xijiu's method had actually been brewing for a long time when the man in green broke out, but it never took shape and she didn't find a test subject.
Now she really wants to try it.
She looked at the Holy Lord with her eyes: "Holy Lord, can you use this technique to lower a person's body temperature and slow down his blood flow?"
The Holy Lord nodded: "Cold Water Buddha Wind.
It can drop a person's body temperature by two degrees and slow down the blood flow by half."
Gu Xijiu's eyes lit up: "That's good."
The Holy Lord is indeed the best, and he can do such a biàntài technique easily.
The Holy Lord looked at her sparkling eyes and lightly curved red lips, and suddenly felt that she was worth taking greater risks for him.
"What do you want to do?"
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he asked directly.
Gu Xijiu circled around Qian Lingtian, and Qian Lingtian was so turned that the hair on his body stood up.
He couldn't help but said: "You, you yellow-haired girl, do you know any tricks?
The Holy Lord, the Holy Lord, has his own tricks."
If he must try, he would rather let the Holy Lord try, so that he can still have a glimmer of hope of survival.
After all, the Holy Lord has rich experience and is a god.
No one can measure the depth of his abilities.
His method must also be an excellent method.
And this yellow-haired girl looks to be in her teens.
What can she do to stop him from being her guinea pig: