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

Chapter 722 Lord of Escape (5)

With a slap, it fell from mid-air to the ground.

"what!"

Screams sounded.

At this time, if outsiders pass by, they will see a very strange scene.

Blood gushed down from midair, as if a blood rain had poured out of nowhere.

Linghu Lan couldn't help admiring that man.

Pained into this appearance, it was only at the beginning that he screamed, but he couldn't hold back his breath and insisted on invisibility.

The rest of the people saw the chaos in front of them.

Immediately fled in all directions.

Linghu Lan sighed silently, and the sword shuttled back and forth among the crowd at an unparalleled speed.

After a while, everyone let out a scream.

The other six held their wrists in pain and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Under their feet was their severed hand.

"Bitch woman, if you have the ability, you kill me? What kind of ability is it to cut off my hand?"

"You fucking bitch, bitch! Die hard!"

"Ah!! Bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

In the eyes of the wicked, everyone should be slaughtered, and if they resist, they will be heinous.

Linghu Lan glanced at the crowd, neither happy nor sad.

Good luck tricks people.

Most of these people, before coming to the mysterious island, may have decent careers and boring but stable lives.

but……

On the mysterious island, humanity gradually disappeared.

Here other people are hell, killing people is certainly not wrong, but the mysterious island also provides a way to save people and gain life.

only……

The speed of gaining health in this way is obviously slower than killing people.

If you choose a shortcut, you must accept the consequences of choosing a shortcut.

With a wave of Linghu Lan's hand, she put away everyone's weapons one by one.

She walked up to the man who was still obstinately insisting on being invisible, and slapped him on the cheek with the dagger accurately.

The man's heart stopped beating suddenly, and for a moment, he couldn't even care about the pain at the broken wrist.

Linghu Lan said softly: "I guess, the skill of this leaf should be a blinding leaf?"

The man was silent for a long while before he said, "How do you know?"

Linghu Lan smiled.

"I guess you can't see what's going on around you right now, so you can only lie here with your dead body. If you can see it, you should know that your vest has fallen off!"

"What do you mean?" The man's voice was no longer slick and flattering just now, but with undisguised anger.

Such a normal emotion made Linghu Lan feel a little better.

"You'll know when you remove the leaves yourself."

After finishing speaking, Linghu Lan stood up and quickly left this place of right and wrong.

Sensing Linghu Lan's departure, the man removed the leaves covering his eyes and took a look at his situation.

"fuck!"

He finally understood what it meant that the vest fell off.

His blood flowed all over the ground, and the blood left his body, so it was no longer in the hiding range of the leaves, and he had been exposed long ago.

He quickly took out a length of gauze from his body, biting his teeth to bandage himself.

"Why don't you kill us?"

Linghu Lan paused, and looked at the number on her arm: 00015
She smiled.

"The wicked have their own harvest! This king does not make decisions for the heavens."

Linghu Lan turned around and left quickly.

It's not that she doesn't want to kill these people.

But...

She found a magical power in Mo Yin.

Although it is possible to cultivate immortals here, such a short time is simply not enough for Linghu Lan to draw spiritual energy into her body.

The reason why she was able to seize control of those people's weapons was entirely because Mo Yin had the ability to fight for control.

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)