Evil Phoenix

Chapter 322 Dumbfounded, more poisonous

The coldness in Bai Luoge's eyes became heavier, she hated this lingering smell of blood very much, and even more hated her sense of powerlessness.

She considers herself not the Holy Mother, and she doesn't have a bodhisattva heart of compassion, and she doesn't say anything about not killing innocent people indiscriminately, or she has the idea of ​​seeing innocent people die in vain.

They are killers, they don't have a sense of team, everyone only knows how to achieve their goals, at all costs.

But that was Xiao Ran who passed away, not Bai Luoge.

It is the law of nature that the weak eat the strong, but no one wants to live with the burden of two lifetimes.

"Just try your best, let's go." Seeing Bai Luoge staring straight at the corpses all over the floor, Ling Liche was not as entangled as she was, so he spoke lightly.

He has seen much more tragic scenes than this. In the Devil's Land of Death, besides killing, you are being killed. When you think that there is still a little kindness in your heart, it means that the next person to die will be you.

If you are not good enough or ruthless enough, you are doomed not to get out alive.

They will die here, under the mouth of a group of spiders, which proves their own inadequacy, and death is not a pity.

Ling Liche's eyes that were worried about Bai Luoge earlier became cold and sharp as soon as they touched the bloody corpse on the ground. Thinking about the Devil's Land of Death, his warm pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist.

"En." After muttering, he followed Ling Liche and turned to leave without looking back at the embarrassing battlefield.

Death is something that happens every day. If you don't want to die, you can only live hard until you are able to stand proudly at the peak and let your fate be in your hands.

They are all selfish people.

……

"Wow! It smells so good here. I finally got out of that terrible miasma. I thought I was going to die in that dull stench."

As soon as he walked out of the dark dense forest, Wuyan yelled out comfortably, his small appearance, as if he hadn't breathed fresh air in eight lifetimes, was so excited that he kept breathing heavily.

After walking all night, the sun shines on the sky above the dense forest, like a big gap, through which the breath of life of the sun shines through the tiny gap.

The golden morning light shines on the dense green branches and leaves, but it refracts dazzling bits and pieces, as if immersed in a holy lake and washed.

The emerald green plants are all stretching themselves, like early-rising children, doing morning exercises in the morning light full of water vapor and thin mist, they are thriving.

The cicadas chirped on the branches, causing the birds in the forest to flap their wings and dance back and forth. The low grass was no longer gloomy green moss, but full of red flowers. Shaking his body, the butterfly on the bone was panicked, but he was reluctant to search back and forth...

Looking at Wuyan who was screaming happily, Bai Luoge really didn't want to interrupt his dream with a sound.

"We are still in the miasma forest, and the miasma here is more poisonous than the dense forest last night." The thought of not saying it was just a flash, and Bai Luoge finally reminded him indifferently.

It is a good thing to have a good attitude and relax, but if you take it lightly and lose your life, it is not worth it.

Who knew that Wuyan, who was not the only listener, was taken aback and stared straight.

Even Ling Liche who had been silent by her side couldn't help looking back at Bai Luoge in surprise.

　
(End of this chapter)