Lan Yiling was really speechless, this person was a cheap seed, didn't he think about whose seed it was?

"In that case, the old man will use you to replace that cheap seed!"

The ancient city lord shouted, and the stone walls on all sides rotated at the same time, and dozens of black-clothed people poured in to surround the two of them.

At this moment, Lan Yiling is gray and calm, since he crossed over, he has assassinated countless times, and he is even more diligent than his eldest aunt.

Because of the relationship between cold and poison, Geyiling's menstrual period is not very regular, and sometimes it only comes once in three or two months, so it is not nonsense.

Wei Chengfeng caressed Lan Yiling's supple green silk and whispered a few words in her ear.

Lan Yiling's eyes gurgled, and the thief was bright, which made the ancient city lord have a very bad premonition.

At this moment, the man in black burst out at the same time and attacked Wei Chengfeng, completely ignoring the weak woman Lan Yiling.

Wei Chengfeng jumped up in the air with a weak woman in his arms, stepped on the staggered sword tenacity of several people, and kicked down a row of people with a spinning kick.

Handsome!

Lan Yiling stared at his neat movements with starry eyes, and he didn't know that he was placed on the ground.

There were two men in black who abandoned their ethics and attacked her, a weak woman, but fortunately, Wei Chengfeng has been paying attention to this side, and solved them with a knife, and saw that a certain woman was still in a state of disconnection, and unceremoniously rewarded a violent shudder.

Lan Yiling screamed in pain, rubbing his head with watery eyes, and looked at him resentfully.

Boom...... People just invested a little because they saw Brother Bingshan fighting for the first time, and besides, it would be really stupid to knock it again!

Why do you like to knock me on the head?

It's a very, no, good!

Protest is protest, and what needs to be done is still to be done.

With Wei Chengfeng clearing the obstacles for her, Lan Yiling walked towards the blood pool without any scruples.

The ancient city lord only felt frightened when he saw this scene from afar, and shouted again and again, "You, what are you going to do?" ”

Lan Yiling turned around and showed an evil smile, and his white teeth were particularly eye-catching, "Picking flowers~"

With both hands raised, palms downward, a touch of yellow light pressed towards the pool of blood, and the surface of the pool quickly calmed down.

The right hand flipped and lifted slightly, and the blood lotus rotated and rose in a counterclockwise direction.

Seeing this, the ancient city lord's eyes were red, and he rushed over like crazy, "Stop! Stop! ”

Before he could rush in front of Lan Yiling, he was blocked by Wei Chengfeng with a sword.

"Is it worth burying so many innocent lives for the sake of a dead man?"

"As long as Wan'er can be resurrected, what if you kill all the people in the world? The old man doesn't care about anything! ”

The ancient city lord roared wildly, his face was hideous and terrifying, and he could no longer see the heroic appearance of the year.

Lan Yiling no longer talked nonsense with him, and strengthened his belief in destroying this evil thing.

With a push of his left hand, a red light shot out, enveloping the red lotus.

"No—"

The ancient lord jerked forward, his sword piercing his chest, blood splattering.

Lan Yiling happened to see this bloody light on the side, only to feel a splitting headache, and a voice in his head said to himself, "It's a pity to destroy it, it's better to take it for your own use." ”

As if driven by a force, Lan Yiling dissipated the red light as if it were mechanically, and wrapped the red lotus with orange light instead.

The red lotus spun extremely fast, and was eroded by the orange light, and finally turned into a phantom.

Lan Yiling withdrew his hand, feeling that his whole body was comfortable, as if he had been reborn, and his senses became clearer.

The corners of his lips were raised, but the smile was a little weird.

Wei Chengfeng frowned when he saw it, feeling that he had overlooked something.

The ancient city lord sat on the ground with a smile, letting the blood flow from the wound, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Wan'er, Wan'er......"

Lan Yiling came over and comforted, "Everyone has a life, if you insist on resurrecting the dead and mutilating the living, even if she is really resurrected, what kind of face do you let her face the world?" Think about it, I'll help you heal first. ”

Lan Yiling was about to use green crystal, but unexpectedly ushered in a palm.

Wei Chengfeng shot quickly, pulled Lan Yiling into his arms, and gave him another kick.

The ancient city lord rolled around a few times, stopped by the pool of blood, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Lan Yiling couldn't bear to look at it again.

This person's infatuation is true, but he has lost his nature, harming others and ultimately harming himself, and in the end it is just a void.