Paper people are crazy for my kryptonite [Entertainment]

The Candle Dragon Clan not far from the Chengyang Hotel has also undergone changes, and Yin Linglie sensed that his son had transformed into a beast almost immediately.

Her whole face changed, she stood up and rushed to the door: "Where's the elder?"

The elders of the Candle Dragon Clan are usually in a state of seclusion, but this fluctuation has alarmed them all, the old stubborn ones.

When Yin Linglie rushed to the altar, the elders had already gathered here.

Everyone looked at the pool with sad faces, and the expressions on their faces were not very good.

"Ma'am, there is something wrong with this phenomenon." Elder Feng, who had a complete white beard and even white eyebrows, was the oldest in the clan, and he stared at the pool with an uneasy expression.

Originally, this was just the awakening of the power of the ancient gods of the Candle Dragon Clan, but this kind of fluctuation is not like a simple awakening of power at all.

This is more like the posture of the ancient god waking up. Whether it is the energy fluctuations from the pool or the breath in the air, it means that there is something wrong this time.

The elder, who knows gossip and calculations, used the hexagrams to calculate, and his face became even more ugly: "The big thing is not good!"

"what?"

The elder cleared his throat, and said: "The hexagrams indicate that there is an imbalance in the power of this world, and the awakening of the ancient gods is for balance."

"Unbalanced?" Yin Linglie was a little puzzled.

Although their family has been guarding the world since ancient times, this phenomenon is more like all the high-level gods, or in popular terms, it is the rules of the world that start to balance the energy of the world.

And why this phenomenon occurs is because there is a great danger, a problem that can only be solved by the ancient gods in this world.

After pausing for a few seconds, the elder said anxiously: "And the hexagram shows that the patriarch is with the Wen family."

This news stunned Yin Linglie like a bomb. Of course she knew who the so-called Wen family were, and the one who could be with Yan Jingning must be Wen Ze.

But Yan Jingning, who belongs to Zhulong, awakened the power of the ancient god and awakened the ancient god himself, these two meanings are completely different.

If it is just the awakening of power, then Wen Ze is at most weak because he has absorbed blood or has too much blood.

But if you want to awaken the ancient god himself, Wen Ze will not only be absorbed by the blood, but also the soul will be swallowed.

"What's going on here?" Yin Linglie was very anxious now, and she was even more worried about Wen Ze's situation on his side.

If Yan Jingning wakes up and finds that Wen Ze has disappeared, she can imagine what will happen.

Yin Linglie still remembers the two guys from their student days, one time they ignored Yan Jingning because of Wen Ze's anger, but his son was gentle and gentle on the surface, tolerant and said nothing.

But she was so gloomy in private that she felt a little scared, for fear that Yan Jingning would take Wen Ze back and lock him up in a fit of anger.

Yin Linglie knows the possessiveness and darkness that belong to snakes. In fact, he can see a lot of them in his own son, but Yan Jingning usually pretends to be peaceful, and when he encounters something that will drive him crazy, The mask will be torn off.

"Find a solution!" Yin Linglie said sharply.

"But, ma'am..."

"But what? Find a way to solve it, or when that guy wakes up and finds that Wen Ze is gone, we can't control the madness!" Yin Linglie said to all the elders with the courage of being the patriarch at the beginning .

"Find out where the two of them are first." An elder proposed a method.

"According to the spreading trend of this blood, they will actually return to this pool in a short while." Another person flipped through the ancient book and found a page and said, "It says that once the sacrifice starts, it cannot be stopped."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the next page, only to find some blurred and unrecognizable words inside. The elder squinted his eyes and read slowly: "If, if you need to stop, you must use a carrier that is stronger than the sacrifice. The degree to which the transfer absorbs energy."

Elder Feng frowned, clicked his tongue, and said, "It doesn't matter if you say it or not. Wen Ze and Wen Jin are the sons of the Wen family. One is awake and the other is unconscious. No matter how you look at it, Wen Jin can't replace Wen Ze."

Yin Linglie suddenly thought of something, and she quickly stood up: "If the twins go down at the same time, will the influence on Wen Ze be lessened?"

Two people were better than one, but she didn't know if it would work.

She anxiously walked up and down by the pool, wishing she could jump down by herself.

"Find Wen's family and discuss with them the feasibility of this matter." Yin Linglie couldn't continue to think about it now, and procrastinating would only hurt both sides.

At the same time, Wen's family in another city also underwent earth-shaking changes.

"Patriarch! It's not good!" People in the clan rushed over to report to Wen Xin.

And Wen Xin was already physically and mentally exhausted from dealing with the menacing ex-wife in the past few days. He rubbed his temples and asked, "What's wrong?"

The clansman took two deep breaths, but still couldn't hide the panic in his tone: "Pool, pool..."

When Wen Xin heard the pool, he stood up suddenly: "The pool at the altar?"

"Yes!" The clansman took a few breaths and continued: "The altar was suddenly opened, and bright red blood shot out."

This news completely baffled Wen Xin, and he reconfirmed in disbelief: "You mean that the pool was opened without offering sacrifices?"

When Wen Xin saw the clan members nodding their heads in confirmation, he felt that these things were too unbelievable. Wen Jin was obviously still sleeping on the hospital bed in the clan, so how did this altar be opened.

The man's face changed suddenly, and he thought of another possibility. Was this contract confirmed by Wen Ze?

The ancient books that have been handed down say that the blood of the descendants of the Wen family will start this kind of sacrifice, no matter when or where it is, it will have a chain reaction.

So now Wen Ze, who is far away in the field, is in great danger?

Thinking of this, Wen Xin rushed to the side of the altar's pool almost non-stop.

When Wen Xin rushed there with his clansmen, the pool was no longer calm and fluctuating, but a phenomenon after boiling water.

Something bright red that resembled blood slowly floated up from the depths, turning the pool into a pool of blood.

"Have you got in touch with Wen Ze?" Wen Xin asked anxiously.

"Young master can't be contacted." The clansman said anxiously while dialing.

However, he got stuck, looked at the bright phone on the phone and answered it with some doubts: "Hello?"

A few seconds later, Wen Xin's assistant said to him: "Patriarch, I think you need to answer this call."

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The darkness was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, mixed with a slight fishy smell that made Wen Ze frown slightly. He had been tortured by Yan Jingning just now, and that touch and experience were completely different from before.

Wen Ze couldn't even resist, he wanted to retreat but was trapped in this place and couldn't do so.

The wound on the body was only slightly cut, but it was torn open by the fangs of the creature in front of him who didn't know if it was Yan Jingning. The creature sucked the blood from his body like a vampire.

It hurt so much that Wen Ze was already crying.

He really felt the words of Ye Li scaring Luo Ye in the movie, suffering in joy and dying in pain.

But what hurt even more was that Yan Jingning didn't pay attention to his crying at all, and his long fangs bit the carotid artery on the side of his neck without letting go at all.

Even so, Wen Ze's dependence on the other party still made him reach out and hug Yan Jingning tightly, and because of this, he found that the skin on the other party's body was completely different.

He felt that the skin under his hands was more like hard scales, and the slightly cool scales had a sticky feeling, and the feeling of scraping the skin was even more strange with a hint of chill.

"Ningning, you..." Wen Ze hadn't finished speaking when he saw vertical pupils that belonged to animals light up in the darkness.

The golden vertical pupils are actually very beautiful. Wen Ze would have been very happy to appreciate it if he hadn't seen it at such a close distance.

But there is only animal nature in these pupils, and it is impossible to see how much humanity is still in them.

There was also a hissing sound in the air, and this sound made Wen Ze inexplicably think of the feeling similar to a snake spitting out a snake letter.

As long as this voice appeared just now, Yan Jingning would torture himself to death. Wen Ze felt that he could still stay awake now because of his instincts in martial arts since he was a child.

He forced himself to shrink back a lot, but he couldn't escape the cool feeling that entangled him.

In the darkness, the cold-blooded animal entangled its prey tightly, and the force was slowly tightening, as if to strangle the opponent to death in this area.

"Ning Ning? Yin Gengchen?" Wen Ze couldn't keep calm anymore, because he felt that it was really the animal he was most afraid of that was entangled with him.

Wen Ze no longer doubts what Yan Jingning said to him just now, especially the fact that there are indeed two snakes in his impression, which completely explains Yan Jingning's type.

Human eyes have very low visibility in the dark, so Wen Ze couldn't see the changes in Yan Jingning's body at all.

The upper body of the tall man was covered with black scales, and his fingernails became sharper. Just by looking at them, he felt that the claws could tear apart hard things.

It's just that now the hands covered with scales are pressed against the white skin, the sharp claws and the soft skin, two completely different things form a sharp contrast.

Yan Jingning's face was also covered with sporadic scales, his pupils turned golden, and the slender snake letters that belonged to snakes also rose from his lips.

And this slender snake letter was touching the wound on Wen Ze's body, as if tasting the blood that flowed out.

Wen Ze also felt it. He frowned slightly and wanted to shrink back, but was blocked by the other party after holding him down.

The young man didn't know what he would encounter next, but this kind of thing was too coincidental.

"Ning, Ningning..." Wen Ze's trembling voice finally brought out a sense of fear, but even if he really begged for mercy now, the one in front of him would not be the bamboo horse who would tolerate everything.

The tail of the snake wrapped around the body tightened little by little, and there was a taste of being slowly stared at by wild beasts, and now was the time to enjoy the prey.

After discovering the other party's intentions, Wen Ze almost cried out in horror, "Impossible!"

When he was dragged into the vortex again, Wen Ze thought, if he continued, he would really die on Yan Jingning's body.