On the other side, Nangong Ling patted Momo and asked it to find a place to play on its own, and as soon as it walked to the street, it encountered this commotion. He raised his eyes and looked around, and almost without effort, he saw Ruan Yanluo who was retrograde in the flow of people.

Her expression was tense, her lips were tightly bitten together, and her waist was straight, obviously a strong and tenacious posture, but for some reason, he felt that the little fish was about to cry, and her waist had to be very hard to stand up so straight, as if a little more force would break it.

Eyebrows twisted up instantly, what happened to his little fish? What happened?

The figure moved, leaning in the direction of Ruan Yanluo.

……

In a dark alley not far from the street, there was a naked female corpse.

Her death was tragic, her neck was twisted, and her body was full of viscous body fluids, showing how she had been humiliated in her life, and there were only two bloody holes left in her eyes, and what was even more heinous was that she had a wooden stick with a thick cup in her lower body.

"Sister!" As soon as Lan Yue and Lan Xing saw the woman's face, they immediately let out a sad cry and pounced on her.

What happened, not long ago, they were still seeing Lan Xiang talking happily with her destined person, and even began to look forward to what kind of brother-in-law they would have, but in just two hours, it actually became like this?

When they snickered and ran away, Lan Xiang's helpless and caring eyes were still in front of them, but when they met again, she had turned into a cold corpse without temperature.

"Sister......" Lan Xing cried, desperately cleaning the messy hair on her face with her hands: "Sister, I'm Lan Xing, you open your eyes and look at me, you look at me......"

Lan Yue's teeth bit into her lips, and tears fell down in large numbers.

"It's so pitiful......"

"Yes, it's still a yellow flower girl, and you actually encountered this kind of thing."

"Those people are really, they bullied people, they didn't even spare their lives, and they did this kind of thing to corpses......"

One by one, the discussion rang in Ruan Yanluo's ears, but she didn't seem to hear anything, just stared fixedly at the corner of the piece of clothes that Lan Xiang was holding in her hand.

She recognized the pink piece of cloth, this afternoon, she still took the dress to Lan Xiang with her own hands, the dress was hers, and it was not Lan Xiang who was the victim of those people, but her.

Lan Xiang just took the wrong piece of clothing by mistake, but because of this, she became her substitute and was tortured and killed.

The blood all over his body was cold, but there was a temperature that no one could suppress, it was a kind of icy anger, cold as a hellish yellow spring, and in the deepest part, it burned a karmic fire that burned all of it.

The lights on both sides of the Luo River are still so bright, staggered into a hideous group of demons dancing, the wind blows through Ruan Yanluo's broken hair in front of her forehead, revealing her eyes, which were originally black and white, but at this moment they are faintly blood-red, indescribably demonic.

She took off her coat and slowly walked to Lan Xiang's side.

"Get up." said to Lan Yue Lan Xing, his voice was cold as if he was coming from a thousand-year-old cold pool, without a trace of human temperature.

Lan Yue and Lan Xing raised their heads at the same time, and Ruan Yanluo stared at them condescendingly, with bottomless darkness in his eyes.

"Feel a lot of pain in your heart? Feeling hurt? Ruan Yanluo's voice sounded coldly: "Then find out who did it, trample them under their feet, inflict a punishment on them ten times more severe than today, kick them into hell, appreciate their horror, and let them remember what they did and regret why they did it even if they die." ”

The incomparably terrifying words were uttered by Ruan Yanluo in the same tone, the voice was flat and flat, without any ups and downs, but it made people feel that the voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell, eerie and cold.

Lan Yue Lanxing couldn't help but be attracted by Ruan Yanluo's momentum, held her breath, and even forgot to cry.

"Crying is the expression of cowards." Ruan Yanluo continued: "By my side, don't leave this useless waste, either wipe away your tears and take Lan Xiang home with me, or ...... Just get out. ”

Lan Yue Lanxiang's body shook fiercely, what kind of person Ruan Yanluo is They know better than anyone else, she doesn't even tolerate their little grievances, Sister Lan Xiang has such a big thing, how can the county lord let it go?

Sister Lanxiang is gone, they just cry again, and she can't come back, but those who hurt her are still at large, what they have to do is not to cry, but to find out those people and make them pay for what they have done.

If their master was someone else, maybe there would be no hope for this kind of thing at all, but their master was the county lord, the county lord who was strong and protected their weaknesses and never let them down.

Lan Yue wiped her tears, pulled Lan Xiang, who was still a little stunned, and retreated, and said in a low voice: "County Lord, Lan Yue won't cry." ”

Lan Xing finally reacted at this time, although he was still choking, he endured and said, "County Lord, Lan Xing doesn't cry either." ”

What kind of choice they would make, Ruan Yanluo knew very well, she ignored them, but squatted down and gently covered her clothes on Lan Xiang Chiguo's body.

"Go hire a carriage and we'll take Lan Xiang home."

Lan Yue Lanxing ran quickly, Ruan Yanluo stood up, glanced around at the people who were still watching the excitement, and asked softly, "Have you seen enough?" ”

Lan Xiang is her person, her body is not something that anyone can see, these people have seen it for so long, it has reached the limit of her patience.

Ruan Yanluo's voice did not have a glimmer of human qi, as if it came from Shura's hell, light and fluttering, but it made people feel cold. The onlookers shivered and felt a chill creep up their backs.

"Look, enough ......"

I don't know who reacted first, replied randomly, turned around and ran, and the others followed, but in a moment, everyone walked brightly, and the dark alley returned to calm again, only the corpses of Ruan Yanluo and Lan Xiang, terrifying, but strange harmony.

There was silence all around, the darkness was heavy and oppressive, and the cold flames that Ruan Yanluo had forced down slowly released outward, exuding an astonishing aura of destruction.

In her life, she doesn't care about anything in particular, only the people around her, and those who trespass die.

The drops of blood scattered on the ground, the wounds that fell on the body, were like daggers, pressed into the heart, and had to be twisted twice hard.

The night wind suddenly rose, blowing a large cloud that covered the bright moon in the sky in the shadows, Ruan Yanluo's clothes were hunting and flying in the wind, her black hair was raised wildly, she suddenly raised her head, revealing a bloodthirsty and beautiful smile.

At this moment, the killing god is born!