In the early morning of the next day, in the outer courtyard where the air was frosty, Ling Luo and the others, a total of nine women, stood in a row and waited here, waiting for the uncle-like Mo Lan Jiu to come and reward the silver money.

Ling Luo resisted the desire to yawn and tried his best to keep his eyes open, but the heavy blue and black under his eyes was comparable to that of a giant panda.

Ling Luo always felt as if someone was spying on her, but she used her spiritual sense to find out, but she didn't notice anything, but in the dark and cold night, it seemed that there was an eye hanging around you, which was really terrifying!

Ling Luo stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, cheered himself up, hurry up and send something to let her go, if she stays here for a few more days, I'm afraid she will have some kind of neurasthenia.

As Ling Luo was thinking, a gray-clothed man with a grim face came slowly, walked up to them and stood still, but he didn't say a word like a zombie, not knowing what he was waiting for.

Ling Luo couldn't help but wonder, was this person here to give out rewards? But Weishenme always felt as if something was wrong.

"Come out!" Mo Lan Jiuye's voice sounded out of thin air, but there was no one who saw him anywhere, hiding and hiding, not knowing what tricks he was playing.

Hearing Mo Lan Jiuye's words, Ling Luo couldn't help but breathe, what did he mean by this? Could it be that she had already been found mixed in with these women?

Ling Luo was flustered for a while, but she quickly calmed down, after all these experiences, she is no longer the Ling Luo who was only afraid to avoid things before, she can think calmly and measure, and then make accurate decisions.

Thinking about the fact that since he came to the Dark Night Palace, Ling Luo has never shown any horses, and he has changed his appearance, Mo Lan Jiuye is saying this now, it is difficult to guarantee that she does not want to deceive her, and lure Ling Luo to appear automatically, no matter what, Ling Luo can't fall for his plan, so she will stand still and wait for Mo Lan Jiuye's next step.

Seeing that Ling Luo didn't mean to come out, Mo Lanjiu muttered for a long time, and then said with a hint of banter in his tone, "Since you don't want to come out obediently, then you can't complain about me." ”

As soon as Mo Lan Jiuye's words fell, the cold man standing in front of the group of women took action, and the first woman on the right hand side lost her breath before she could scream, and fell to the ground, followed by the second and third ......

Ling Luo didn't calm down in this extreme shock, and the man's hand had already reached out to Xiaomeng, who was closest to her.

"Sister Lan!"

Xiaomeng's frightened screams of not knowing what to do recalled Ling Luo's senses, she could no longer care about hiding her identity, and the rapid condensation of spiritual power in her hand was able to capture the arm that was about to attack Xiaomeng's neck.

Ling Luo's palm contained all her anger and fear, and the hand was extremely heavy, but the man did not resist, just like a moving statue, allowing his bones to shatter, but did not show half of the pain.

When the man saw that Ling Luo had finally made a move, he no longer entangled with her, but quietly stepped aside, waiting for further instructions from Mo Lan Jiuye.

Ling Luo hugged Xiao Meng, who had fainted because of excessive fright, and then looked at the corpse lying all over the ground, without a trace of blood, but it made her stomach churn and twitch, and she almost wanted to gause.