Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1367 Pen and Ink End of the World (48)

The head of Wan Dao Sect realized that it was Linghu Lan who did not know what kind of illusion she was using, so she clicked on him, and the silent man in black robe beside her turned out to be the ghost king.

He was stunned, and sighed: "Thank you for your advice, I was being reckless, Miss Wen, please do what you want."

He solemnly bowed to Ming Hong and Linghu Lan, and then said loudly to all the disciples under his sect: "From now on, I, the disciples of Wan Dao Sect, will not intervene in anything that Miss Wen interferes with."

After finishing speaking, he took another deep look at Bei Yusheng, sighed: "Mr. Bei, please do it yourself!" Then he turned and left.

The disciples of Wan Dao Sect were extremely puzzled, the demon girl's sword had already stabbed the sect master, why did the sect master seem suddenly enlightened and grateful.

They didn't have time to think, and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong. As for the black spot on the chest, the head didn't ask, and they couldn't ask any more. They could only hope that the black spot wouldn't grow up again.

Chunyu Xunfeng walked past Linghu Lan with his eyes level, his eyes were haggard, and he didn't look at her again.From then on, the rivers and lakes are far away, and it is difficult to see each other. Only, the setting sun and stars are shining, and I can only recall the past years.

Luo Ran'er gritted her teeth, followed Chunyu Xunfeng, lowered her head and walked out the door.

Linghu Lan stretched out her hand, and gently stopped her. "Luo Ran'er, disciples of Wan Dao Sect can go out from here. Could it be that you are also a disciple of Wan Dao Sect?"

Luo Ran'er turned pale, she was naturally not a disciple of Wandao Sect, not only was she not, she also offended the head of Wandao Sect just now.

However, facing Linghu Lan, she was always proud. She held her head high, looked at Linghu Lan coldly, and her voice was cold. "Wen Mo, what do you want?"

The head of Wan Dao Sect has sharp ears and eyes, so he naturally heard the movement on Luo Ran'er's side. He paused, sighed, and led his disciples out of Bei Yusheng's luxurious apartment without saying anything.

Looking at Luo Ran'er, Linghu Lan couldn't help laughing. "It's nothing, since you arranged such a big battle to wait for me, I should naturally thank you well, stay here, and please see your justice."

Luo Ran'er turned pale, and looked at Linghu Lan angrily. "Boring, let me go!"

Linghu Lan didn't speak, but slowly spread out her palm, a ghost came down from Linghu Lan's palm, instantly grew bigger, and stood in front of Luo Ran'er.

Luo Ran'er's eyes widened in surprise, she was startled, and took three steps back abruptly, only then did she realize that the ghost in front of her was the female ghost she lured to Linghu Lan.

Mingxiu's blood-red eyes looked at Luo Ran'er for a moment, and approached her step by step, forcing Luo Ran'er to back up step by step, and finally fell down on the sofa. Immediately afterwards, she flipped her hands quickly, forming a black shadow The tape wrapped Luo Ran'er up, and she couldn't move anymore, so she stopped.

Luo Ran'er only felt the bone-piercing chill hit her internal organs, and every cell in her body seemed to be filled with ghost energy, making her extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn't speak a word, all the pain screamed Being held in the throat, that feeling is worse than death.

Linghu Lan looked at Luo Ran'er with resentment and fear on her face, and her heart was emotionless. If Minghong were not here today, it would be her and Ming Xiu who were at a disadvantage. What awaited them was her death and Ming Xiu's disintegration. Luo Ran'er There may not be any sympathy for her and Mingxiu.

(End of this chapter)