After a moment of confusion, he suddenly yelled.

"My grass... what is that stuff?"

At the same time, he almost crawled over with hands and feet, grabbed Ling Luoyu's arm, and violently pulled back.

After Ling Luoyu was dragged by him, he reacted and quickly fled back.

Fortunately, the humanoid thing seemed to be taken aback by himself, staring at him in a daze, without chasing them.

It was such a delay that the two sides moved a distance apart and kept a certain safety line.

Under the blood, there seems to be an invisible person.

Following the drip of blood, a general human shape was also outlined.

There was no fighting between the two sides, and Xiao Mo, Ling Yu and others gradually recovered their vision.

After seeing this blood-shaped invisible man, they were all taken aback, shouting and hiding.

In their shouts, the figure of a man gradually became clear.

He still lowered his head, seeming to look at himself incredulously.

And his astonished appearance seemed to be even worse than everyone else! !

"...What is that guy doing? Why do you look at yourself as if you are more scared than we look at him?" Feng Chenglin keenly noticed the change in the man's expression.

Ling Luoyu was awakened by his words: "Perhaps... he didn't expect that he was in such a state, revealing his figure!"

"...Huh?!" Fengcheng Lin Jun forced it.

That guy is not a fool, what he is like, don't you know?

As for the appearance of his figure, it was such a state.

"You don't mean that this guy hasn't seen himself... what does it look like?"

"He must know what he looks like, but he didn't expect that he would be vomited out by me..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly patted Feng Chenglin.

"Fatty, you also vomit a mouthful of blood..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Are you kidding me?

Does this mouthful of blood mean that you can spit it out?

Besides, does it make sense to not vomit this blood?

That guy has already shown his figure.

However, Ling Luoyu's eyes had no room for negotiation.

Had no choice but to smile: "Then...or, you slap me and spit me blood?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly grabbed his left hand, and after slashing across the soul blade, he violently raised his hand to spill the blood.

The blood dripped on the man's body, but it seemed to have passed through nothingness and disappeared.

Feng Chenglin: "...Fuck, what's the situation? Am I dazzled?"

He looked at his hand in disbelief and raised his hand again.

As before, the blood passed through the man's body and disappeared.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This is so special, is it going to **** again?

"Three young masters...what, what is this special?"

If this man is still in the transparent state just now, then everything is easy to say.

It can also be explained that his blood passed through a transparent place before disappearing.

But now?

This man is a real person! !

But his blood fell on him, as if it had been absorbed in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

What's terrible is that even his clothes didn't leave traces of blood.

This is a little weird.

The man also discovered this, slowly raising his head, his eyes wandering between Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin.

Then, he slowly looked at other people.