Elf holy swordsman

Chapter 17 Stupid ×; Let's see who is brother again?

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The man in black had a hoarse voice, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

"I know you are very strong but your cultivation is too weak, and this little girl from the holy weapon family is not good at cultivation but her body is too poor. Before you move, I have enough time to kill her. Don't forget Yes, between the sacristy and the sacristy..."

He didn't say the latter, but the meaning is very obvious-everyone in the mainland knows that the holy weapon envoy and the holy weapon have concluded a symbiotic contract, and all prosperity and damage will be harmed, that is, if Dialuka, a member of the holy weapon family, If he died, Lin Ling would also die.

Facing the words of the man in black, Lin Ling showed a rare panic on his face. The man in black keenly noticed that the young man in front of him finally wavered a little, and the dagger in his hand was held even tighter, so he continued Said: "My purpose is very simple, honestly explain what you know about the Temple of the Cross, and then let me use a secret method to erase your memory, if you are honest, maybe I will consider letting you go."

Feeling the delicate body of the girl trembling in his arms, the man in black couldn't help but react a little, but... if it wasn't for these two people! !

Fuck, why are you letting me go?

Do you think I have a brain problem or do you think you have the halo of Dragon Aotian Dragon Dragon Proudsky? !

I'm afraid your so-called secret method is to directly smash my brother's head into a rotten watermelon? !

Even if you thank me afterwards and send your daughter to me for sex, it's better than using this reason!

But... By now, Lin Ling had almost confirmed most of the things, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

"So... you 2b, you were lucky to let you go last time. This time, if you don't beat you so much that you don't even know your friends, I will change my name to Lin Ling!"

It doesn't change at all!

When the man in black couldn't help complaining in his heart, he suddenly turned pale with shock. The voice was actually made by the girl he was pinching in front of him? !

However, the saying that time waits for no one could not have been better. Before he could react, a burst of severe pain passed from his wrist along his arm, followed by his own feet. In the blink of an eye, his arms were turned behind his back, locked by a pair of delicate little hands, unable to move at all.

5 minutes later……

The mysterious man in black has been disarmed, kneeling weakly on the ground, waiting for his next fate.

If there was the person from the small caravan who brought Lin Ling to Luoxi City by the way, he would definitely find that this guy in front of him is actually the sinister young man who robbed the caravan with the other middle school boy!

It's just that, compared to this kind of thing now, the young man's heart feels even more sincere.

He wanted to swing his dagger to attack, and his wrists and ankles were all removed.

He wanted to attack with fighting energy, but found that his fighting energy quickly fell silent after being touched by the girl he caught, like a pool of stagnant water, completely unusable.

He wanted to activate the hidden weapons on his body, but found that those hidden weapons had been destroyed at some point.

He wanted to swallow the poison, but the girl beside him knocked out his teeth with a punch.

In the end, he wanted to run away again. What the hell, his ankle was dislocated just now, okay? !

Nima, where did this pervert come from!Who is the professional killer!

However, it wasn't over yet, and soon he saw something that gave him an urge to find a place to vomit all day and night.

Because the black-haired and black-eyed Penglai boy he had been facing before suddenly cracked from the scalp. Of course, this is not Lin Linghang, but the outside is just a piece of skin, and from the inside is covered in sweat Tia Luca struggled to get out.

Me, coach, this rhythm is wrong!

The Lin Ling in front of me was pretending to be the girl I wanted to kidnap, so who is the girl I kidnapped... Damn it!

Sure enough, when the young man saw that the girl also opened the holster, and then Lin Ling got out of it, he immediately felt grief and indignation!

@)#*(! bamp;amp;un!* Xingyue Ergod, he actually reacted to a man just now?!

*! b!y$vamp;amp;! Jingcha Shushu, there are perverts here.

Immediately, the young man had the urge to commit suicide by grabbing the ground with his head, but Lin Ling would not give him this chance, he had already tied him tightly.

"Tell me, was your groaning on purpose?" Finally, after confirming that it seemed impossible for him to escape, the young man finally accepted his fate, and instead turned his attention to Lin Ling.

His voice is no longer hoarse, but has returned to the slightly gloomy voice he had when he robbed the convoy.

In fact, he couldn't believe the fact that he was arrested now.

Although I am not a high-level person in the organization, my assassination skills are first-class. How could I be seen through by this young man who seemed to be born out of nowhere?

Hearing the young man's question, Lin Ling didn't think there was anything strange about it. Although this young man possessed fighting spirit, his skills were actually the assassination, stealth, concealment, etc. that he was familiar with...

However, these techniques were called by the previous assassin who wanted to kill him... the assassination technique of the Temple of the Cross.

This made him a little suspicious, what is the relationship between his old man and the Hall of the Cross, which sounds awesome?

But, let's put aside the question of the old man's real identity for now, but these people use these techniques to assassinate themselves, and the assassination technique has of course become a suicide technique.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling raised his chin and pouted mockingly:

"Silly x, don't you think her breasts are so straight—" Lin Ling stared at the young man with contempt, and at the same time pointed at Tiya Luka who was a little embarrassed, "It will take a lot of squeezing to stuff it into a human leather case." Is pressing and yelling the best way for a person to exert force when squeezing something?"

The young petrified dead body: "..."

After a while, the young man slowly recovered, and his voice was obviously tired and disliked: "How did you recognize me?"

The corners of Lin Ling's mouth gradually cracked: "As for how I recognized you..."

"?"

"You fucker! You pretended to be the old man at the entrance of the library, where you were looking for information, but you were blasted by Xiaoya before, and you changed to lying down. Do you think I can't see such an obvious problem? "

Hearing this answer, the young man was full of astonishment. Obviously, Lin Ling's answer was too far from what he expected: "How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible, do you think I can't smell the smell of eggs that hasn't dissipated on your body?"

The young man continued to lie dead: "..."

Lin Ling touched his chin, strange, it seems that he doesn't have any inherent attributes to turn people into zombies?

"It's you instead, I'm very curious about you...whether it's your attack on the small caravan, or what is the purpose of creating the frost disaster..."



"So that's how things are?" Lin Ling looked at the young man who had been played into the Honkai Meat Doll in front of him, rubbed his chin and pondered.

The young man named Morris didn't respond to him, because he couldn't respond at all now—passed out.

"The Hall of the Cross, the test of the elves, the home of the elves, the emblem of the elves... and... the Xingyue Temple dedicated to the two gods of Xingyue..." Lin Ling recalled the amount of information he had obtained through torture. Great confession, couldn't help laughing.

He didn't expect that there was an eighth-level fighter hidden in the previous small caravan, even he didn't realize it, just to secretly escort something...

Looks like things are really interesting...

As a professional adventurer, if you encounter such a good thing, you will definitely feel sorry for your conscience if you don't get involved!

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