(Second update.)

Baili Sang suddenly fell to the ground, which made Mo Ran, who was stunned in surprise, slightly stunned. Then, Mo Ran ran over quickly.

When I ran over and saw it, Mo Ran was shocked.

I saw Baili Sang lying on the ground, and blood was slowly oozing out of the pores all over his body. The former even covered his head with his hands and kept rolling on the ground. The shape was very painful.

"Hey, old thing." Mo Ran shouted, Baili Sang was still rolling in pain without any response.

"Hey." Hey," he shouted again, and this time Mo Ran reached out and pushed it.

It doesn't matter if this push is not bad. Baili Sang, who was originally crawling on the ground, was overthrown by Mo Ran. The former had a very old face that was so white, but his eyes, which were originally very bright, were blood-red and looked very scary.

"Hmm?" Mo Ran frowned immediately.

"Ah~, go quickly. Stay away from me." It was very painful, Baili Sang almost squeezed out of his throat.

"What?" Mo Ran didn't hear clearly.

"Let's go." Baili Sang shouted.

After a loud scream, Baili Sang suddenly burst out and strangled Mo Ran's neck with both hands. His eyes were full of killing, without a trace of emotional factors that only humans had.

At this moment, Mo Ran realized that Baili Sang was probably already possessed.

But now it is impossible for Mo Ran to escape. Feeling the huge force suddenly coming from Bailisang's hands, Mo Ran felt that he was suffocating. Bailisang's force was getting stronger and stronger, while Mo Ran inhaled less and less air. After a moment, Mo Ran felt dizzy and dizzy.

"Ah~, no"

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and Baili Sang, who was almost mad, suddenly screamed again. The scream made the early birds scatter.

"boom"

Just as Mo Ran gradually lost consciousness, Baili Sang stomped his feet suddenly, and a huge roar sounded. Accompanied by this huge roar, several deep cracks immediately appeared on the land under Baili Sang's feet like cracks.

A strong man of the Martial Master level, who can use his full strength to do it, his destructive power is very terrifying.

Then, Mo Ran, who was almost unconscious, suddenly let go of his hand and suddenly hit him in front of him.

"puff"

A stream of blood-red liquid, with this blow, spurted out from Baili Sang's mouth, covering Mo Ran's face.

Then, under Mo Ranxu's gaze, Baili Sang finally let go of the blood-red hand that was tightly strangling his neck and shot backwards.

"Boom, boom~"

After knocking down several big trees, Bailisang fell heavily to the ground and did not wake up.

"Cough~" After a violent cough, Mo Ranzhi finally relieved from the suffocation.

Mo Ran was extremely shocked when he looked at Baili Sang who was lying on the ground in the distance. At this time, he had no idea what had happened. With Mo Ran's perception, only the saying of being obsessed with the devil could explain the phenomenon just now.

"He didn't kill me, it was equivalent to saving me." Mo Ran knew in his heart that in the moment, Baili Sang was seriously injured, which made him let go of his hands tightly. That means that Baili Sang didn't want to kill him.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran was not only worried about Bailisang, but even though the old man who was not awake from afar was a devil who killed people without blinking, Mo Ran could not let Bailisang ignore him just now.

Without thinking too much, Mo Ran pointed lightly under his feet and rushed to Baili Sang's side with a soothing sound. He lowered his head and reached out to press Baili Sang's mouth.

"There is still a heartbeat." Mo Ran thought to himself.

"Old thing. Old thing." Two calls were fruitless.

"Oh~" sighed softly, and before I knew it, Mo Ran actually developed a little favor for Bailisang.

His eyes swept around, and Mo Ran carried Bai Lisang, who had fallen to the ground, and swept away from afar.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the misty forest, making the whole forest brighter.

In the woods, under a tree hole, Mo Ran sat cross-legged beside the just-burning fire, meditating on his own.

Beside Mo Ran, Baili Sang is still in a coma.

"Hu" slowly let out a long breath, Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes, and as his eyes opened, a ball of shiny shot out, and a hint of joy appeared on Mo Ran's face.

The nearly one night of escape made Mo Ran's strength improve.

His eyes swept to Baili Sang who had not yet woken up, and Mo Ran's brow frowned slightly.

"It's been a night. I haven't woken up yet."

Mo Ran flipped his palm and took out a Yuanjuan Pill, staring at the slightly orange-lit pill. Mo Ran was very distressed.

Since Baili Sang suddenly became crazy and fainted, Mo Ran took him to this place and had already fed no less than ten Yuan Ju Yuan Danshe, but the result was much beyond Mo Ran's desire. Baili Sang's internal energy obviously did not increase much, which made Mo Ran doubt his level of alchemy.

"The effect is too bad." Mo Ran sighed, pried open Baili Sang's mouth and stuffed it in again.

Then, he pressed his palm towards Bailisang's meridian gate and carefully felt the recovery degree of the former's internal energy.

"It's still not possible. It only added a little bit." The little bit in Mo Ran's mouth was almost negligible.

"Cough~"

At this moment, a light cough woke Mo Ran up.

"Old thing." Mo Ran called out softly.

"Well~, where am I?" Baili Sang finally woke up.

"Don't talk, your situation is bad now." Mo Ran worried.

Opening his old eyes, Baili Sang looked around, then looked at Mo Ran, and said in confusion: "You saved me?"

"I couldn't save you. I just saw you suddenly go crazy and fainted, which brought you to a more comfortable environment." Mo Ran replied truthfully.

"Well~, that's why you saved me. Thank you." Baili Sang squeezed out an ugly smile and thanked Mo Ran. Then the former sat up with a huge pain.

"I really didn't expect that I would kill you last night, but you saved me." Baili Sang said with a smile.

"Stop talking. Your internal energy is very weak now. I have already fed you a lot of Juyuan Dan, but the effect is not too obvious." Mo Ran felt a little ashamed.

Baili Sang was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "You are really rich, but Juyuan Dan is useless to me."

Baili Sang said, taking out a small bottle from the spiritual ring, pouring out a pill, and taking it casually.

Then, under Mo Ran's surprised gaze, Baili Sang quickly formed several handprints of cultivation. Then, Mo Ran felt that a stream of blood and energy that was the same as last night gradually spread out and slowly gathered around Baili Sang.

After a while, Baili Sang, who had a pale face before, gradually returned to his rosy mood.

He calmed down his breathing cross-legged, and after only a while, Baili Sang opened his eyes again.

Seeing Baili Sang's face reappearing rosy again, Mo Ran knew that he had recovered.

Retrieving the small bottle in his hand, Baili Sang said with a smile: "The internal energy cultivated by our Blood-Devouring Sect is based on blood, and ordinary elixirs are ineffective for us."

After hearing Baili Sang's explanation, Mo Ran suddenly realized that he originally thought that his alchemy ability was not good, but now it seems that he still knows very little about these strange martial arts on the mainland.

After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, Mo Ran suddenly raised his head and asked solemnly: "Why didn't you kill me yesterday? You still want to save me?"

"Yesterday?" Baili Sang was stunned, and then suddenly realized, "Haha, don't forget, I made an oath, I killed you, I am not far from death."

He shook his head with a wry smile. Mo Ran knew that what he said was indeed true, but there seemed to be another reason he did not say it.

Since Baili Sang doesn't want to say it, Mo Ran wouldn't be so stupid as to dig into the bottom of the matter.

After thinking about it, Mo Ran asked, "What happened yesterday? You seem to be infatuated."

"It's a devil? No. It's a poison."

"poison?"

Baili Sang nodded and said, "Yes, Blood Poison."

"Blood poison?" Mo Ran was a little puzzled.

"Haha, this is the secret of our Blood Devouring Sect. It is also the thing that bothers me the most now." Baili said calmly.

Mo Ran looked at Baili Sang in confusion, without saying anything, waiting for his explanation.

Seeing Mo Ran looking for knowledge, Baili Sang shook his head and said, "Aren't you wondering why I didn't suck that person's blood yesterday?"

After hearing Baili Sang's words, Mo Ran thought that the leader of the Blood-Shen Sect, who has been rumored to make a living by eating people's blood, did not suck blood. It is indeed puzzling.

"This has to start with my martial arts." Seeing Mo Ran's confused look, Baili Sang said slowly: "The martial arts of the Blood Devouring Sect do not require the cultivation of internal energy as you know, before they can practice martial arts and secret techniques. He has his own set of cultivation techniques, and this set of techniques is prepared for those who cannot cultivate internal energy. For example, I."

"Can you forcefully cultivate your internal energy?" Mo Ran was shocked.

"Well." Bai Lisang nodded and said, "This kind of exercise is called blood sucking. If you want to practice blood sucking, you must drink hundreds of cups of human blood a day at the beginning."

This time Mo Ran was shocked. Drinking hundreds of cups of human blood a day is too cruel.

Seeing Mo Ran frowning, Baili Sang said naturally: "Drinking a hundred cups of human blood a day requires a lot of perseverance to do it. Not to mention where human blood comes from, even if you have endless blood for you to drink, can you drink it?"

Mo Ran shook his head, let alone a hundred cups, I'm afraid he can't even drink a cup.

Baili Sang chuckled: "There is only one person in each generation of the Blood Devouring Sect, and this person must be the sect leader. The development of the sect has an unwritten rule. If each generation of sect leader feels that his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, he must select ordinary people with great patience from the outside world to become disciples of the sect leader, and then teach them to practice the Blood Devouring. Each generation of sect leader has a maximum of five disciples, and must be five."

"Why?" Mo Ran asked.

When he heard Mo Ran ask, Baili Sang's face became bitter. He looked up at the sky and the notorious Baili Sang's eyes became wet.

The brief silence passed quickly, and the words of Baili Sang were deeply shocked by Mo Ran.
Chapter completed!