"Chen fan, it's your turn!"
Leaving the direction of the blood clock, Chen Wenjian finally breathed a breath. Now his whole body is floating, pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead is falling. It seems that a gust of wind can blow him down at any time.
But even so, he is still full of confidence looking at chen fan, with condescending, with bossy, also with their own dignity and pride.
But these pride, in front of Chen fan, is really worthless.
While walking towards the direction of the general gate, chen fan's eyes and Chen Wenjian look at each other.
Two people are so separated by a gate, far away from each other.
I don't know why, contact chen fan that pair of can if the star's eyes, Chen Wenjian suddenly has a sense of shame.
Different from his high-profile, from the beginning to the end, chen fan did not have any special performance, and never took the initiative to find any trouble.
But why can his momentum please anyone who looks at him?
Chen Wenjian really wants to put his head away because he doesn't dare to keep looking at chen fan. However, he also knows that this is a sign of giving up, and he absolutely allows himself to admit defeat!
Forced to resist the idea of discomfort, but Chen Wenjian head-on, it is Chen Fan in the grip of a smile rather than smile.
"Yes, your method is really good. It seems that you have made a lot of preparations for this."
As soon as he said this, Chen Wenjian felt as if he had been strangled by his throat. His pale face suddenly turned pale.
It's like a dead man, no blood.
How does he know the biggest secret in his mind.
What the hell is this about!!
In an instant, Chen Wenjian pointed at chen fan, and could not help but open his mouth and asked, "are you...
without saying a word, Chen Wenjian suddenly felt blessed and quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Then look at Chen Fan's eyes, full of fear.
At the last moment, he realized that Chen Fan didn't know anything. He was just deceiving himself.
Poor, he almost gave the truth.
It can only be said that Chen Fan's move is too much to guard against. To contact such people, one must be careful.
Seeing that the plan did not succeed, chen fan didn't care. Instead, he spoke again with the voice that only he could hear with Chen Wenjian.
"You know, in fact, I didn't know at the beginning whether you used any special means to make the blood clock ring continuously."
"So what I said just now is just deceiving you. You must know that."
"But what you don't know is that through what I said just now, I am more sure that you did use special means to achieve this."
With a smile, chen fan has already stood under the ancestral temple door. Only one step away, he can start his own blood test.
"Well, if you take part in the trial in such a way that time wins me, will it make your heart feel better?"
From the beginning to the end, every word of Chen Fan was like a heavy hammer, which hit Chen Wen's sword.
In the face of Chen Fan's calmness and poise, as well as the momentum of Mount Tai's collapse, he suddenly felt ashamed.
In contrast, chen fan is really confident.
Chen Wenjian, however, is only relying on it.
If he didn't have the star gathering skill, would he dare to challenge chen fan?
On the contrary, even if Chen fan has nothing, he knows that he will not lose!
Step over, into the blood clock below, chen fan is still looking at Chen Wenjian's eyes, this time, the other side finally dare not look at him again.
For the first time, Chen Wenjian chose to escape.
It is precisely because of this evasion and a complete sentence that Chen Wenjian will lose the qualification to be the enemy of Chen fan.
Because, he doesn't deserve it!
So this time, chen fan has won without a fight, and the next blood test.
His opponent, just himself!