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In the dream, Ling Yang suddenly returned to the ancient battlefield of the feudal era, as a pawn, Ling Yang waved the long song in his hand, and rushed to kill in the thousands of troops. Ling Yang used all his strength to pick a white-robed general off his horse, but he angered the guards around the general, and chased Ling Yang with a long knife in his hand to the sky and the ground.

Ling Yang suddenly remembered that he was a supernatural person with superpowers, and he couldn't fight hard with the enemy. Therefore, Ling Yang urged his spiritual power to control several pro-soldiers to kill each other. After finally getting out, Ling Yang suddenly had an epiphany: The country is not mine alone, what am I doing so desperately? So Ling Yang casually found a pile of dead people and drilled into it, wiped a hand of other people's blood, smeared it all on his face, and pretended to be a corpse motionless.

Because he had just thought of the country, in a trance, Ling Yang suddenly became the lord of a kingdom again. Ling Yang deeply knew that in the eyes of his people, he was just an out-and-out faint tyrant, but Ling Yang didn't care, because Ling Yang had the woman he loved the most, but this woman betrayed him.

Under the towering city wall, a woman dressed in a red gauze skirt, a phoenix veil decorated with light blue tassels, ran with red jade feet, with her back to the direction of the city wall, and ran to a man riding a white horse. Ling Yang stood on the city wall, his armor all over his body, holding back the tearing heartache, and with a wave of his raised arm, the Predator behind him radiated countless feathered iron arrows, whistling and flying all over the sky.

Between the lightning and flint, a feathered arrow was about to penetrate the back of the woman's heart, Ling Yang suddenly couldn't bear it, and remorse hit like a tide. Ling Yang clenched his fists, and his split feet sank deeply, shattering the hard green bricks under his feet. Ling Yang's long hair was windless and automatic, flying and curling towards the back of his head, and a terrifying roar came out of his mouth, bringing a mountain and a tsunami, shaking all the iron arrows flying in the air into powder.

The woman was surrounded by the man in her arms, riding a white horse and slowly leaving, the woman held the reins lightly, raised her head slightly, leaned on the man's shoulder socket, and smiled like a flower for a while, captivating the country and the city, but Ling Yang's heart was like a knife cone, dripping blood.

"No !!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ling Yang woke up from his nightmare, his clothes and pants soaked with cold sweat. Ling Yang calmed down, and found that he was in a strange room, the window was covered with thick curtains, Ling Yang's body was sweaty and sticky very uncomfortable, and he wanted to stretch his body, but found that his hands and feet were fixed on an iron chair, and he couldn't move at all.

The room was in a mess, as if a terrible battle had just taken place. Originally, there was a heavy mahogany desk in front of Ling Yang, but at this time it had been torn apart, and the scraps of paper and other cracked objects that had broken into powder were scattered all over the ground, and the world-famous paintings hanging on the wall had already been split in half, leaving only an empty and exquisite scabbard, hanging from the expansion screw, and swaying from side to side like a pendulum.

Qin Lu stood far behind Ling Yang, panting and holding on to the door frame, nailing an unedged long knife next to his ear, the long knife was deeply embedded in the door frame, and the swept knife qi cut off a strand of Qin Lu's green silk, and the earlobe was cut by the not-sharp blade with a shallow scar, and a drop of bright red blood was sliding down the blade.

Qin Lu was shocked, her beautiful eyes didn't blink, staring at Ling Yang's back, her heart was full of horror.

Just now, the "shadow" knocked Ling Yang unconscious with a trick, and according to Qin Lu's instructions, he first stuffed Ling Yang into a sack, beat him and brought him over. The two of them fixed Ling Yang on the interrogation chair with their hands and feet, and Qin Lu took advantage of Ling Yang's coma to reach out and slap the back of Ling Yang's head. After smoking for a long time, Qin Lu was slightly relieved, and then ordered a goosebumpy shadow to leave on his own. Qin Lu picked up a basin of cold water mixed with ice cubes, wanting to wake up Ling Yang, and then "have a good talk".

Unexpectedly, as soon as the shadow left, Ling Yang didn't know what he was crazy about, his face twitched violently, and before Qin Lu could come to his senses, Ling Yang distorted his facial features, closed his eyes tightly and opened his mouth, letting out a heart-rending howl.

Ling Yang's howl was full of anger, every blood vessel on his body bulged high, his face was like a demon crawling with worms, grinning wide to reveal two canine teeth, and a monstrous killing intent surged from his body, this killing intent gradually diffused from the void aura into almost substantial combat power, after a short period of brewing, like a particle bomb, bursting with Ling Yang as the center, and the violent qi wave even destroyed everything in the room.

Fortunately, Qin Lu's reaction was clever enough, and he erected an iron basin in front of him in time, and blocked the sawdust flying out of the broken tables and chairs in time, Qin Lu felt that he was at the forefront of a sandstorm, and he couldn't bear the strength, his body twisted like a fish, and he swam through the storm without slippery, and turned behind Ling Yang in a few steps, and was pushed to the door of the room by the force of the rebound in the air, which stabilized his body.

Before Qin Lu could catch his breath, his heart suddenly and inexplicably swelled with all kinds of feelings, from the initial panic, powerlessness, and self-satisfaction, until the later satisfaction turned to sadness, and finally from loss and hatred, to heartbreak.

It turned out that Ling Yang had not been able to control his abilities at will, and the power of the abilities in his body had gradually mutated after continuous learning and fusion. No one had ever been able to possess multiple abilities at the same time, and Ling Yang couldn't control them at all, so he let this violent and complex ability grow and develop, forcibly urging Ling Yang's consciousness and creating different dreams in Ling Yang's mind to urge Ling Yang to fuse.

The "shadow" knocked Ling Yang unconscious, which just provided a good opportunity for Ling Yang. In a state of complete unconsciousness, Ling Yang had no distractions, and finally inadvertently burst out of his full potential, at this moment, Ling Yang released all the tastes he felt in his dream, and accidentally transmitted them into Qin Lu's heart.

Qin Lu was affected by Ling Yang's mood and was at a loss for a moment, and tears almost gushed out. After a pause, Qin Lu's movements slowed down, and he was almost shot through his head by the whistling ornamental long knife. Qin Lu was horrified, and barely flashed to the side, but he was able to dodge the long knife, but he was still accidentally scratched his left ear.

From the time Ling Yang entered this room, from dreaming to exploding, it didn't take more than a few tens of seconds, Qin Lu didn't have time to react at all, if it weren't for his skill, I am afraid that he would have turned into a fragrant corpse at this time. Qin Lu felt a lot of hatred in his heart, and only heard Ling Yang's weak voice coming: "Where am I?" Who kidnapped me? I don't have any money at home! If it really doesn't work, you can tear up the ticket! ”