Xiao Nuolan and Ye Ziqi stared at the hourglass closely, hoping that the sand could fall to the ground more slowly, but within five minutes, it would arrive soon.
Black-robed Luo Lin saw that all the sand in the hourglass had fallen, but there didn't seem to be any accidents. He knew that this was just Xiao Nuolan's countermeasure.
"Don't be nervous, I've always been generous, I'll give you one more minute." Luo Lin in the black robe smiled evilly, "After a minute, I will kill all of you, as if you enjoy the life last minute."
Xiao Nuolan held the phone nervously, waiting for the call to come in, hoping that they would not come too late.
"The last three seconds, 3... 2... 1." Black-robed Luo Lin tweeted, "Excuse me, time is up, four people, who shall I kill first?"
Luo Lin exhaled heavily, as if his luck had come to an end this time.
Xiao Nuolan's phone rang, she connected, said a few words to the person on the phone, and then hung up.
"Want to call to rescue the soldiers?" said Luo Lin in the black robe. "It's a pity that no one can save you."
A raindrop fell in the sky and fell on Luo Lin's hand in the black robe. He looked up at the sky and looked at the yellow raindrops falling in the sky. He said excitedly: "The first time I see the yellow rain, this is God's care for you. Is it arranged?"
The huang rain in the air became even worse, and it soon drenched everyone's hair, and there was a strange smell in the air.
"I said, we will turn defeat into victory." Xiao Nuolan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally caught up. "Have you not noticed the rain?"
Luo Lin looked at Huang Huang on the back of his hand, feeling a little itchy on his face, and couldn't help but want to scratch.
"This is... mango juice!"
Hearing Luo Lin's words, his face changed drastically. He was reproduced through Luo Lin and inherited Luo Lin's memory. When he heard the words "mango juice", his mind suddenly I remembered that Luo Lin was allergic to mangoes.
Luo Lin and Luo Lin in the black robe showed large areas of erythema, itching intolerable, and soon, they even had difficulty breathing.
The air was full of mango, and the two of them felt almost suffocated.
Black-robed Luo Lin tried his best to control himself not to grab him, and said angrily: "Just with you two, do you want to kill me?"
"It is not us who killed you, but someone else."
"Ghost knife first style, ghost shock!"
"How can it be?"
When Luo Lin in the black robe heard the move, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Luo Lin beside him, but Luo Lin was controlling himself not to catch the red spots on his body at this time, and he had no time to control him.
The blade passed behind Luolin in the black robe. In the next second, the monkey held the ghost knife through his body, splitting Luolin in the black robe in half.
The black robe Luo Lin without any defense is not the monkey's opponent at all, let alone the monkey borrowed the power of the ghost king.
It is also because of borrowing the power of the ghost king that the monkey can use the tricks of the ghost knife.
After the black robe Luo Lin disappeared, the number on Luo Lin's arm also appeared again.
However, his body had been drenched to death by mango juice, and his appearance was as if his whole body was covered with lupus erythematosus, and he looked terrifying.
Luo Lin puffed, fell to the ground and passed out.
The ghost knife escaped from the monkey's hand and flew into the ghost knife tattoo on Luo Lin's shoulder.
Xiao Nuolan could actually think of using Luo Lin's allergy to mangoes to defeat Black Robe Luo Lin. It was really exceptional.
This time, Black-robed Luo Lin did not lose to Luo Lin, but lost to mango juice. It would be ironic to think about it. If it weren't for Black-robed Luo Lin's contempt, then Luo Lin and the others would be the ones who led the lunch box.
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City H
A mansion
"Boo—"
Xiang Zifei threw the red wine in his hand to the ground angrily. There was a virtual screen in the room. The picture on the screen showed that the monkey killed Luo Lin in the black robe and went down the mountain with Luo Lin, Xiao Nuolan and Ye Ziqi on his back.
It took Xiang Zifei a great price to reproduce Luo Lin perfectly with the strongest magic pen system. He also carefully built a set of enhanced equipment for him. In this reproduction object, he invested tens of millions of points. His experience points, these experience points are enough for him to build two artifacts.
But now, tens of millions of experience points are gone.
A man appeared out of thin air in Xiang Zifei's house, carrying a bottle of fine wine in his hand.
When he appeared, the young girl immediately turned off the virtual screen in the room.
"Young lady, can you help me get two wine glasses?"
The system assistant young girl got Xiang Zifei's nod, and went to the kitchen to fetch two wine glasses.
"Night King, come here so late just to invite me to drink?"
This man who suddenly visited was the owner of the evil spirit summoning system, the Night King.
The Night King poured two glasses of red wine, picked up one by himself, and lightly touched the glass next to him.
"Looking at you, your Super God plan failed?" The Night King said, "Now I am getting more and more admired at Luo Lin. Ye Feng, who even dared not move the two of us, went away as soon as he got hot. Up."
"It's just that he was lucky, Ye Feng let him." Xiang Zifei said, "If Ye Feng really wanted to fight, Luo Lin would have died."
"Luck is also an expression of strength." The Night King said with a smile, "Like today, if you don't joke with Luo Lin, it's not the fake that is dead now."
Xiang Zifei said angrily: "Enough, Night King, if you are here to ridicule me tonight, you are not welcome here."
When Xiang Zifei got angry, the Seven Evil Asura Yamamoto Sakurako appeared behind her, and now she had reached the peak of the ghost emperor.
What she held in her hand was not the demon knife she had before, but the ghost knife that Xiang Zifei had just re-engraved.
"I'm just discussing the matter, and I don't mean to sarcasm you." A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the night king's mouth. "Also, I'm here to celebrate tonight."
Xiang Zifei didn't understand: "Celebrate?"
The Night King spread his right hand, and a stack of cards appeared in his hand, and said: "My system is an evil spirit summoning system. It is different from yours. I don't have a system store. My experience points will be automatically replaced with these cards. My mission , Is to collect one hundred and twelve cards so that I can gain immortality."
"What does it have to do with me?"
"I have collected ninety cards now. After tonight, my cards can be increased to one hundred and ten. Isn't this worth celebrating?"
Obtaining twenty cards at a time requires a lot of experience points, but where did the Night King get so many experience points
Xiang Zifei reacted violently: "You want to kill me?"
"Isn't your Super God plan also to kill me?" said the Night King, "It's a pity that you spent a lot of experience points to reproduce fakes that you can't even beat, but they were accidentally killed."
The two people were awakened at the same time, but the timetable on their arms was quite different. (End of this chapter)