When Xu Fang came back, he walked back.
Behind him, followed a long queue.
Lu Ran took a look and saw that they were actually a dozen living people, tied to the same long rope, like a group of prisoners who were stunned and lost their souls.
Xu Fang handed the leash to Lu Ran's hand and said, "Look, these are enough for you to use in the next few hours."
Lu Ran couldn't find fault with Xu Fang for a moment, and just muttered: "You really don't treat people as human beings."
But suddenly he thought in his heart, Xu Fang does not treat people as human beings, and it is natural for him to treat people with emotion and reason.
First of all, he is not a human being, at least not from the human race. Secondly, his people were exterminated by the human race and sold like objects.
Is this also the reason why he became a "murderer"?
Seeing Lu Ran taking the leash and staying there without moving, Xu Fang thought that this kid was overflowing with sympathy, so he said: "These people will die too. As far as I know, [Fu Tu] Among them, the marked people, except for the final winner, will go there together at the last moment when the [Float Map] is completed."
Xu Fang pointed to the sky.
[Lost Soul Cloud].
Lu Ran nodded to show his understanding and asked, "But why is this so?"
Xu Fang shook his head: "I am in the teaching and don't care about anything. I really don't know the real purpose of [Fu Tu]."
Lu Ran smiled: "I have a guess."
Xu Fang turned to look at him: "Oh?"
Lu Ran smiled again: "But I have no intention of telling you."
Xu Fang raised the knife in his hand and made a gesture of raising and lowering the knife: "I'm not interested in listening either. I'm leaving now. Remember my words. If you come to me again for a moment, I'll have another chance. Thanks."
Lu Ran asked, "What if I die too?"
Xu Fang chuckled, turned around and stepped onto a black cloud.
"I don't think you can die."
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The eleven-section dragon riding whip draws eleven white arcs in the air.
The old monk opposite who said he wanted to use Yang Ya's fangs to grind his nails was poked into a sieve and fell to the ground.
Yang Ya felt that he had never been so handsome in his life.
Hui Huan is like a girl, Lu Ran is a coward, and I, Yang Ya, am the most handsome boy in this [Fu Tu].
After Yang Ya completed the killing target, he didn't go to find Huo Huan immediately. The first thing he did was to find the little girl just now.
At this time, the real dragon has gradually calmed down, but the chaos around it is still continuing, and there are many people who are taking advantage of it.
The real dragon looked around, looking at the group of ants killing each other, and shook his head in disappointment. Finally, he shook himself up, the golden light in his eyes became more dazzling, and the light all over his body was even more dazzling. He let out a long roar, and the real dragon continued to move towards Wanshan. .
But when Yang Ya was in his original position, he never saw the girl Qu Biere again, and his nose could not smell her scent at all.
Being killed? Or was he rescued?
Yang Ya suddenly remembered a word his master often said - mixed flavors.
Master said that people have mixed flavors and are not that simple. Yang Ya, I am afraid that if you go to the lower world, your mind will become complicated, which will ruin your pure state of mind and delay your practice.
Yang Ya's heart at that moment may have suddenly become a little complicated just for a moment.
Sometimes it's sweet, sometimes it's sour, sometimes it's bitter, sometimes it's full, and sometimes it's empty again.
He looked at the dusty and smoky valley. The sound of weapons was endless, the shouts of killing were loud, and the divine lights of various talismans were shining like stars...
This is the first time he has grown up and feels that these things are a bit boring. m.
He fell into a depression he had never experienced before.
Yang Ya buried himself in the soil in distress.
When he returned to the world, he was also looking for Yang Ya all over the world.
He was wondering why it took so long for Yang Ya to kill someone in this chaotic environment that he loved most.
He searched for it for a long time. The more he searched, the more he felt something was wrong. The more he searched, the more he felt panicked.
This kid must have been killed instead of killing someone, right?
Hui Huan began to imagine that Yang Ya was blasted into pieces of red and white flesh with some kind of sharp magic weapon, and in the end only four fangs were left.
Huihuan started the real "looking for teeth all over the ground" mode, until the real dragon was found and flew far away, and the dust settled.
There were only corpses left in front of him, and all the living people had turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.
Huihuan searched for it for a while, and finally kicked a gourd on the ground.
Isn't this the white demon-turning gourd of Yang Ya?
As expected, Yang Ya was still gone.
Hui Huan felt a little relieved at this time, and reached out to pick the gourd, thinking to himself, at least keep it as a thought for himself.
But I heard a strange cry.
Yang Ya then broke out of the ground.
Before Hui Huan could react, Yang Ya was covered in dirt and hugged him without shaking.
Hui Huan pushed Yang Ya away: "What's wrong with you?"
Yang Ya said nothing and had a grimace on his face, as if someone had taken away his soul.
Hui Huan looked confused: "Speak, what's wrong with you? Did you meet some powerful person? What's wrong with you? Or..."
Yang Ya still didn't speak and sniffed with his nose, but still couldn't smell the girl's scent.
My nose felt sore and I wanted to dig into the soil again.
Hui Huan grabbed him.
Huihuan thought that Yang Ya was really under the spell of some evil immortal. Seeing that he was just a little confused but his movements were fine, he just dragged him and chased him in the direction of the real dragon.
After running out for a while, I heard Yang Ya muttering behind him: "It's gone."
"What's missing?" Hui Huan stopped.
Yang Ya did not answer, but repeated: "No more."
It really makes me anxious.
Hui Huan then threatened: "If you don't tell me, I will leave you here."
Yang Ya looked indifferent, like a child who couldn't talk sense, squatting on the ground and playing with ants.
Huan Huan was speechless. He looked up and saw a purple cloud floating overhead.
Seems familiar?
Hui Huan was still confused when he saw Yang Ya jump up and take off the [Demon Transformation Gourd] that he had been wearing on his head to absorb blood. Not only was his face no longer pale, but it instantly turned red.
"Quick Teng Yun! Chase!"
Yang Ya roared anxiously.
Huihuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Ya bouncing around so much, and asked calmly, "What are you chasing?"
"Chase! Chase that purple cloud!"
Yang Ya's current appearance looked very much like the monkey that escaped just now because the real dragon appeared.
I wish I could jump to the sky.
Seeing this, Hui Huan was no longer in a hurry, and slowly began to twist the skills. After a long time, the cumulus clouds were no more than the size of a hand.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Yang Ya kept urging.
The cumulus clouds became the size of a fist.
Hui Huan said slowly, word by word: "It's not impossible to hurry up. You have to tell me what happened."
Yang Ya stamped his foot: "Chase!"
"What are you chasing?"
"woman!"
"Which woman?"
"The woman with the purple clouds!"
"Why are you chasing her?"
"...She hurt me!" Yang Ya was about to cry.
"Come on, she was the one who caused you to be like this, right? Brother, let me help you get revenge!"
The cumulus cloud in front of Hui Huan suddenly became as huge as a bed. The clouds rose up from Hui Huan and chased away in the direction of the purple cloud just now.
Some people died, but not completely...
