As long as he was far away, Lao Luo, who was watching all this happening in front of his eyes, was unable to react.
The picture slowed down into frames in Xiaolan's eyes.
But he couldn't move.
He could only watch the sharp tip of the knife approaching Luo Jiutian.
I don't know if she saw it wrong, but Xiaolan actually read a trace of smile from the surprise in Lao Luo's eyes.
Is it too dark here and you are dazzled?
I still think too much.
Xiaolan's shouts, accompanied by Yuxuan's screams, resounded throughout the bell tower.
With Lao Luo's strength, he can definitely stop Meng Fuling in less than a second.
But he did nothing.
Is this your biological father?
Before Xiaolan's next thought came up, the answer to the previous question was already there.
Lao Luo simply raised his arms and hugged them to his chest.
The moment the tip of the knife touched Luo Jiutian's body, Luo Jiutian's whole body flashed with dazzling white light.
The tip of the knife made a sound as it hit something as hard as a wall.
This time it was really heavy.
A sound so heavy that the blade trembled was heard. Meng Fuling's right hand hurt, and the dagger finally fell from his palm.
"Clang!"
It fell to the ground.
The sound it makes is like the hairpins of flowers.
Luo Jiutian was still surrounded by golden light, with a sarcastic smile that was very handsome but not suitable for him.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Meng Fuling retreated to the door in surprise.
"You...what are you all?!"
"It's our turn to ask you this question," Xiaolan took a step forward aggressively, pointing her left hand at the body on the stone bed behind her, "What kind of weird thing are you? Are you dead or alive?"
Meng Fuling, who was forced into a corner, did not honestly admit her mistake. Instead, she laughed slyly and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.
What a trick, where is it this time?
He was getting faster and faster.
Even the faint murderous aura in the air can be well hidden.
Flickering and appearing.
Sometimes beside Lao Luo, sometimes directly in front of him.
A scream.
"ah!……"
Right behind you.
This scream... is Yuxuan!
Xiaolan's scalp went numb, and she was only looking for Meng Fuling's energy, but she ignored Yuxuan behind her.
At the same time as the screams started, Xiao Lan quickly turned around and hugged Yu Xuan, who was so scared that she was paralyzed.
The figure really became concrete.
Meng Fuling was like a lingering demon, stabbing at him with a dagger.
Xiaolan took Yuxuan behind her, raised her left leg and kicked her hard.
Meng Fuling seemed to have guessed Xiaolan's move, and changed the direction of his force suddenly, grabbing Xiaolan's left leg directly with a smile of success.
Oops!
Then the dagger with sharp fangs stabbed straight into his calf.
too fast.
It was too fast.
Xiaolan only saw a silver light.
Then the blood-red flowers covered the silver light.
it hurts!
There was a sharp pain in the place where the calf connected to the left foot.
It was as if some thread in the body was broken.
"Xiaolan!" Yuxuan yelled.
Why does it hurt so much?
Xiaolan's body went limp uncontrollably, and the right leg supporting her body lost strength. Her knees shook and she knelt down directly on the ground.
He held his hands up and gasped for air.
"Steady Rock Thunder!"
A blue light flashed, and Meng Fuling was already prepared. He raised his right hand and drew a circle out of thin air, and the blue light just disappeared.
At the same time, a loud noise sounded in the room on the right.
it's useless……
When Meng Fuling is ready, no move can hurt him.
Severe pain slowly crawled up his body from the injured ankle. He obviously just received a knife, how could it be...
Xiaolan gritted her teeth and looked back at her ankle.
A black mist was pouring out from the wound, wrapping around his calf and spreading upwards.
Is it poison?
"This is my Qian Sixue, how does it taste?"
So painful.
Not just physical pain.
Hallucinations began to appear before my eyes.
Bloody red.
Stumps, eyes, internal organs, hair.
With their stories.
Knife after knife, a rope around his throat.
"I feel so much pain..."
"don't want……"
"I'm so miserable..."
"help me……"
"fraud……"
"I won't let you go even if you are a ghost!..."
"..."
Resentment.
This resentment is the most painful.
Xiaolan shook her head hard, trying to wake up.
Hallucination and reality begin to alternate.
"Hahaha! You are the thousandth one! You are God's most precious thousandth one!"
"Please...save me...take revenge..."
"Let her go!"
"Nine days of calm!"
"father!"
"Kill you... kill you... kill you... kill you..."
help me.
Xiaolan prayed to the resentment in the illusion.
help me.
I'm here to help you kill Meng Fuling.
But you have to help me.
My ears instantly became quiet.
There was not a sound.
Even the voices of Lao Luo, Jiutian and Meng Fuling could not be heard.
Illusion and reality seemed to disappear together.
But the pain is still there, which means this is not a dream.
Slowly, a gentle sound of wind came from the distance.
Soft and ethereal, as if in the clouds.
The sound of the wind was approaching.
Thin and low.
This is not a rumor.
This is a person's murmur.
"Answer……"
"What's the answer?" Xiaolan heard her own voice.
The whisper finally reached my ears.
"Time is the answer."
Suddenly, it all came back.
Xiaolan heard Lao Luo's sonorous cry, "Panlong Armor! Protect!"
A green light started from Lao Luo's fingertips and soon turned into a thin layer of light, covering Xiaolan's body.
A cool feeling instantly filled my body.
The chaos just now was swept away.
The green light only shone on the surface of the body for a moment and then disappeared.
"Why is this Panlong Armor useless?!" Lao Luo growled in shock.
But Xiaolan felt that she could do it again. When she looked up, she happened to see Meng Fuling holding a knife and aiming it at his Tianling Gai to chop down.
this!
Xiaolan made a quick decision, stretched out her injured foot and kicked Meng Fuling's knee hard, using the reaction force to slide back.
He also bumped into Yuxuan, who had already fainted from shock.
Meng Fuling was in pain and swung his knife away.
Xiaolan quickly got up, thinking quickly about counterattacks.
came back.
Psionics are back.
The wound begins to heal.
Just before Xiaolan and Meng Fuling had time to take action, an accident happened.
Everyone present, including the unconscious Yuxuan, did not expect this.
A black shadow suddenly shot out like a ray of light and rushed straight towards the furious Meng Fuling.
The black shadow grows tall, as fast as the wind.
When Meng Fuling was extremely angry, he saw a dark figure rushing towards him, and he swung his dagger and slashed at it.
Splattered with the blood, there was also a yellow thing that had been cut off at the waist.
Xiaolan blinked.
It's a piece of talisman paper.
The talisman paper was filled with cinnabar symbols that he didn't understand.
This is something rare, something you don’t understand and don’t want to learn.
Meng Fuling cursed loudly.
But his madness did not last long.
The splashing blood fell on his face.
Accompanied by the sound of burning meat, Meng Fuling could only scream in pain.
