My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 291 Fighting the Fog Mountain 8

After a while, Lian Yi said calmly:

"Your eyes were replaced by me. At the beginning, a young man, that is, your father was injured. His blood was stained on the yin and yang remonstrance. At that time, the seal was loose. Later, you held the yin and yang remonstrance. Research, oh yes, you were blind then, ha ha."

The heavy smile did not dispel the gloomy atmosphere, Lian Yi pouted and continued:

"The little doll in Wen Changlang said that he would exchange his eyes for you for a day, so that you can see his appearance and the beautiful Wenjia Town.

At that time, I had a little self-awareness and thought it was interesting, so... I changed it.Who knows, later, Grandpa Wen Changlang, that guy Wen Fengmian, wiped off the blood on the book. "

"Before I got the son's tablet, I worshiped it for a while, so after the seal was strengthened, my self-consciousness slowly disappeared again. I don't know what happened afterwards."

Shang Yanzhou was stunned for a long time before he said bitterly:

"It was he... who offered to change it?"

Lian Yi nodded and said:

"Well, I am indeed responsible for this matter. If you really make up your mind, then I can help you replace your eyes. However, Wen Changlang's eyes were transformed by his father with spiritual power and separated from his body. If so, it will disappear."

Lianyi thinks that there are some things that he should know.

There was no expression on Shang Yanzhou's face, and he was even a little calm:

"You mean, after I give him back my psychic eyes, I'll be blind again."

"Yes."

Shang Yanzhou did not hesitate, and blurted out: "Change."

After Feng Qingyun finished speaking, Shang Yanzhou stood up, looking forward firmly, ready to set off.

Wu Chu didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, but after hearing it, he probably understood the fate between the two of them.

The accidental accidents in childhood, and the reunion when they grow up, and love each other, are indeed destined.

At the same time, Wen Changlang, who had been sitting by the pool for a long time, finally made up his mind and made a decision.

He took off his backpack, carried the formation diagram of the spirit lock formation close to his body, and took a lot of talismans.

After tidying up all kinds of spirit treasures to disperse resentment, Wen Changlang took a few deep breaths with a look of death on his face.

In the severe cold weather with wind and snow, he plunged into the pool.

Although the pool water is tumbling, the temperature is comparable to an ice cellar, cold to the bone.

Wen Changlang speeded up and dived down to the bloody face at the bottom of the pool, cursed a curse in his heart, and got in.

For a while, Wen Changlang lost control for a while, and the blood flowed from his nose, ears, and mouth into his stomach.

The very strong smell of blood irritated all the limbs, and the heart was also under great pressure.

There was a sweet taste in Wen Changlang's throat, and he was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood. When the tumbling stopped, Wen Changlang was already in a huge cave.

Limbs limp on the sticky and dark ground, Wen Changlang breathed the air greedily, panting in the empty cave.

It was struck and sent, and finally echoed continuously over the entire cave through echoes.

After recovering his physical strength, Wen Changlang put his hands on the ground and stood up slowly.

As soon as he took a step, he staggered and almost tripped over the sticky liquid on the ground.

"what is this?"

Wen Changlang bent down slightly, lit a talisman and threw it on it, and the result was like a spark that started a prairie fire, and the fire spread quickly.

And the place on the ground that had been burned by the talisman revealed its true colors.