"Xixiang Lianyu is supposed to be, but it is only limited to daily affairs. Doing this in the life and death blog is simply self-defeating." Wu Ling carefully fumbled the two stabbed wounds, feeling it. This pain deepens my memory. He was afraid of not doing so, and was fascinated by female sex next time.
Turning to look at the woman's body that was gradually freezing and stiff, her mood became tenacious: "The most beautiful woman is just a stinky skin. The female color is nothing more than a pink skull, poisoning and killing people invisible. If I can't see through, I will die sooner or later. On the woman's hand."
Wu Ling took a deep breath, and then closed the hesitation in his eyes. He had already become more determined than ever before: "No matter how beautiful a woman, as long as she shoots at me, she is my enemy!"
"That's the only thing. Hot hand urges flowers!"
"This should be the seventh!"
Wu Ling wiped the bloody dagger on the woman's corpse, never looked at her again, and stood up quietly.
A lot of gang qi was consumed, and the Zhenwu Universe Mirror was operated to replenish it, and then he used the eclosion step to catch up with the wind.
It takes some time to use Zhenwu Universe Mirror to replenish the qi. Wu Ling worried that when he was regaining his qi, the people in the Yan Luo Temple would have gone away, or found that there were fewer people. Therefore, after he recovered a little bit of anger, he hurried to catch up.
Now think about it, two hours have passed since he killed the six people in the quagmire. If nothing else, Su Feiyun could no longer persist.
"The eighth!"
"Ninth!"
When Wu Ling was about to pounce on the ninth prey, just at this moment, a man behind the team ran over panting and shouted, "Venerable, Xiaotian is gone."
"Gone? Where did he go?" The venerable was puzzled. With a team of only a dozen people in total, how can anyone disappear
"I. I don't know." The man replied ashamed.
"Don't you know?" His eyes widened, "Xiaotian is yours, you don't even know? Then do you know when he disappeared?"
"This. I don't know." The man's head almost drooped into his crotch.
If it was usual, for such a subordinate who asked three questions, the Venerable would definitely not say a word, and kill him on the spot, but in this extraordinary period, the Venerable did not do anything.
"Trash!" The Venerable cursed, and jumped off the branch, cursing, "I must have fallen asleep in some ditch. You can look back for it."
At this moment, he looked around, only to find that there were only five people left in the original 13-person team, and he quickly called that person back.
Weird! The five people looked at each other, and they all saw a kind of fear deep in their bones from their faces. Why are there so many people missing, but they don't realize it.
You know, these people, with the exception of the Venerable being on the first level of Yijin, are all strong people on the fourth level of Yijin.
These people are not mentally disabled, and faintly aware of the danger coming, the venerable waved his hand and shouted: "Don't look for it, everyone, stay vigilant, stare at each other, don't leave your companions too far." After a pause, "The stinky boy is already nervous. We are exhausted, and if we work harder, we will be able to catch up. When the time comes, we will kill him, grab back the colorful glass beads, and come back to find the missing companion."
The other four people were also surprised when they heard the words of the venerable. They looked around under the dark night vigilantly, as if, under the night, there was a ghost that killed human beings, and everyone felt a creepy feeling.
Although these people chased after the Venerable's instructions again, everyone was anxious.
How the people disappeared, these people couldn't figure it out anyway. I want to break my head, but I don't understand. I don't know how and when I disappeared.
After chasing for another distance, the Venerable was the first one to lose his breath and roared: "Whoever is here to pretend to be a god or a ghost, and if he has the ability, he will come out and do it!
No matter how he screamed, his surroundings were still quiet, except for the sound of the night wind blowing the leaves, which was the monotonous chirping of insects.
Su Feiyun, who was exhausted in front of him, heard the roar of the venerable, and his face bloomed with joy: "Wu Ling, you really didn't disappoint me. Alas, it's so dangerous. If you do it for a while, brother. My life is about to be explained. Huhu, I'm exhausted, Huhu."
"Coward, coward!" The venerable cursed to himself, "Go on, I don't believe it, can it really be haunted?"
When Su Feiyun heard this, she pretended to be a bitter melon face: "Grandma's, as for the chase like this?"
Finally, the road ahead is wider. Only the remaining five people rushed wildly, as if there was a life-killing ghost behind them, one by one, they ran forward for nothing.
He ran for a while, and Su Feiyun was already close in front of him in about a quarter of an hour.
The Venerable seemed to see hope, as long as he got the colorful colored glaze beads, then his task was completed.
Just as he was about to speak, the venerable suddenly felt that something was wrong. Suddenly, a chill came out of his spine, and the hairs all over his body could not help standing upright.
Intuition told him that something was wrong, but he didn't have the courage to look back at how it was.
However, he had to look back again.
This time around, the venerable almost fainted without being frightened.
one two three four.
The four companions who should have been behind him, at this moment, seem to have become air, disappearing out of thin air, without where they are going.
Suddenly, these people all disappeared from this world, silently.
People
The Venerable's forehead began to sweat, and his eyes wandered around, trying to catch some clues. He knew that he was in trouble, and the trouble was quite big.
Su Feiyun gloated in front of him: "You met a ghost! Old fellow, are you afraid of it!"
Like a bluff, the nobleman put on a defensive posture and roared: "Who, who did it? It's a man or a ghost, showing a sign! I, Li Feixue, is afraid of you, not a hero."
Having said that, but the fear in my heart cannot be concealed by a few harsh words anyway.
"Aren't you afraid? That's good."
A cold voice sounded in front of Li Feixue, I don't know when.
Li Feixue hurriedly turned her head back again, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, and there was already one more person in front of him.
This man is tall and handsome, but he is not very old. A pair of star eyes are especially deep in the night sky. He puts his hands on his chest and looks at Li Feixue like a dead person.
Li Feixue took a deep breath and lost her voice: "Is it you?"
"it's me."
"You. Why are you here?"
"I've always been here."