Ling Luo's heart was not good, and the movement was bigger.

I couldn't control the force just now, and the silver waning moon hit out with all its might, so that two of the soldiers behind the wall were directly blown out and injured.

However, the power of the Xuanyuan family's bone pattern can also be seen from this.

"Whoa-la-"

A large group of soldiers kicked open the door and rushed in, and in an instant, Ling Luo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and cultivating, formed a half circle, and countless shiny weapons pointed at her in unison.

"Sinner! A warning, don't try to run away! Our Third County Mansion is your strongest cage! ”

One of the soldiers at the head stood up, stretched out a hand, pointed unceremoniously at Ling Luo's nose, and scolded sharply.

Ling Luo's face didn't frown, he sat calmly, raised his eyelids lazily, and said, "Yu hasn't come back yet, why should I leave." Which eye of yours saw me running away, Miss Ben was just practicing. ”

"Sophistry!" The leader of the soldiers at the head was very angry, waved his palm, and said, "Shackle me this sinner girl!" ”

"Yes!"

Soon, four big men came out of the crowd, and the four of them held a heavy iron shackle that was enough to imprison Ling Luo's whole person inside.

Ling Luo raised his eyebrows.

How?

Is she really a prisoner on death row?

Sure enough, as long as Yu Yi is not there, these guys in the third county will fiddle with her in the way.

An An An had accumulated a ball of pure fire vitality in Ling Luo's palm, however, before he could send it out, the four soldiers carrying the huge shackles in front of him had already been in a different place before they could scream.

"Sinner! How dare you—"

Before the leading soldier could speak, he was already in a different place, his head rolling to the side with a grunt, blood spurting from the broken neck.

Ling Luo's eyes widened suddenly.

It wasn't her!

Someone!

Unfortunately, she couldn't see anyone at all, only a faint shadow of an extremely thin and tall figure, moving freely among a dozen soldiers, effortlessly harvesting life.

It's bloody!

That is, between a few gasps, more than a dozen soldiers were all in different places, and their strong bodies fell one after another, blood flowing everywhere.

Ling Luo's heart was cold, and he stood up, only then did he see the other party's true face clearly.

The executioner stopped.

He didn't use any weapons, his weapons were his hands.

This man is extremely ordinary-looking, definitely the type that he will never recognize when thrown on the street, and he is relatively tall and thin.

However, his body exudes an extremely cold killer aura, which people absolutely dare not ignore.

The tall and lanky killer stood there, dressed in a black power suit, with his fingers together, hanging downward, like a blade.

With this hand, he cut off the heads of more than a dozen people in an instant, and the blood of the soldiers guarding the gate continued to flow from the palm of the hand that was sharper than a knife like beads with broken threads.

A trace of coldness crossed Ling Luo's eyes, and the whole person became highly vigilant, looking at the head harvester in front of him fixedly, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

"The one who killed you." The tall and thin killer replied simply.

Ling Luo frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Who sent you?" ”

The tall and thin killer was expressionless: "You don't need to know this, all you need to know is that you will die in my hands today!" ”