The warm and frightened voice seemed to pull him back into the sunset, and the creeper on the city wall, like a green rain curtain, quietly swung in the heart of the ignorant young man.

Lin Ling lost his mind for a moment and shouted softly: "It's Yunshang?!"

"Master, be careful!" Fan Yue exclaimed.

The flying squirrel's short body suddenly drilled out of the ground, and there was an additional cone-shaped iron weapon with a strange style in his hand, which stabbed Lin Ling's chest viciously with a cold light.

A drop of blood swept by quickly, staining the flying snow.

Even though Lin Ling had already reacted at the first time, he was still a beat slower.

A long wound was cut on his chest, and mottled snowflakes fell silently on the wound.

Around, there is a puppet army that rushed to kill the Luohe army, but in a moment of incense, the puppet corpses have gone from five at the beginning to nearly 10,000 now!

At this rate, I'm afraid that in less than half an hour, all the Luohe soldiers present will eventually turn into puppet corpses!

"Hey, hey. The flying squirrel's smile has never been comfortable, "I'm sure you must be wondering." How could these Luohe soldiers who were divided into An'an suddenly become puppet corpses who killed people without blinking?"

The flying squirrel licked his mouth, like a god holding a mystery, and opened his mouth with interest to prophesy: "Because ah, ......"

"You hid the puppet Gu in the snow. Lin Ling coldly caught the flying squirrel that was about to show off in an instant.

Dumbfounded, speechless, and a trace of inexplicable annoyance, it is the truest portrayal of the flying squirrel at this moment.

"Sunset Hill has not snowed for a hundred years, and now this goose feather snow is falling, and there are really three hundred taels of silver here. Lin Ling still taunted with disdain, but his body suddenly turned away and looked at the vanguard of the Luohe army, which was where the carriage where Yunshang made a frightened sound.

The flying squirrel twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly: "You know a lot, but you will still die in the hands of my flying squirrel, because of this snow ......"

"The puppet Gu in this snow will drill when it encounters blood, and it will become an insect when it enters the body. In less than a quarter of an hour, a person can be completely transformed into a puppet corpse. Lin Ling's fingers tapped the scar on his chest, and interrupted the flying squirrel's words again, "Although my long wound is not fatal, if I want to not get on the flying snow in the sky, it is simply a fool's dream......"

"Don't interrupt me!!" The flying squirrel jumped up impatiently, and the puppet Gu that was slowly approaching behind him seemed to feel his emotions as well, and even made a detour after meeting him soon.

"The conspiracy and methods of the Fenghua faction are nothing more than that, but if you want to use this to kill me Lin Ling?" Lin Ling smiled coldly, "I'm afraid you are not even as good as a fourteen-year-old child." ”

Lin Ling suddenly kicked a standard spear from the ground with his foot.

Although the spear is an ordinary iron gun, what makes people care is its spear head, which has a trace of eye-catching red spots.

After a moment of silence, the flying squirrel's gloomy face was once again wonderful, and the gloomy dullness was like a thick cloud, twisted on his face.

The flying squirrel gently touched his back and stretched out his hand, but there was a faint trace of blood......

"This can't be, this can't be! How can you hurt me, how can you ......"

"Of course, you are the only one who hurts you. Lin Ling said with a smile, "In order to kill me, you seemed to have no reservations about the blow just now, and it was precisely because of your unreserved that I found an opportunity from it." ”

Lin Ling interrupted the flying squirrel again, but this time, not only was the flying squirrel's face ugly, but even its body and arms couldn't help but tremble violently because of anger.

"I'm sure you'll never use the Turbo again this time, because I feel your anger. Furious to the point where you have to kill me with your own hands before you can rest assured. So, I planted this iron spear in the direction where you were about to appear. ”

"I wanted to take your life directly, but after all...... It's still a little bit worse. Lin Ling looked at the delicate carriage, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes, "Flesh and skin wounds, puppet Gu, then let me see how you managed to escape this heavy snow." ”

"It's ridiculous!" The flying squirrel said sharply, "Since I know this puppet Gu, how can I not use the method of driving away the Gu, I will kill you today!"

"Really!" Lin Ling's body moved suddenly, rushing towards the direction of the carriage.

The flying squirrel glared angrily, but it was still only the size of a black bean, which was extremely funny.

"Want to leave, leave your life behind!" The flying squirrel jumped and rushed towards Lin Ling.

"There are only two ways to drive away Gu. The first is to let the Gu worm die in the body, and the consequences of such a method will cause the person's cultivation to be irreparably damaged for the rest of his life, and the second is to expel the Gu worm from the body and never suffer from future troubles. If you are so forcible to use your skills, I'm afraid it will only speed up the invasion of the puppet Gu!" Lin Ling's body didn't stop, but his voice seemed to be close at hand.

The flying squirrel's face turned white, and there was nowhere to vent his monstrous anger, but he couldn't refute every word Lin Ling said: "Lin Ling, just let you live for a while or three more and enjoy the rest of your life, after that, I will let you know what purgatory is like!"

Finally, the flying squirrel stopped, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and tried his best to get rid of the Gu worms.

If it was an ordinary Gu worm, with the strength of the Flying Squirrel Cloud Sea Realm, it would not be able to invade at all.

But these Gu worms were cultivated on the thousand-year-old cold crystal, they were not ordinary Gu worms, and the flying squirrels did not dare to be careless.

"Master, you know so much!" said Fan Yue happily.

"It's just that I read more books in Yangyun Pavilion, and it is recorded in the book. Sometimes, it really works. Lin Ling's voice seemed a little lonely, and he finally remembered some people and certain things.

"Dashuai! That's Lin Ling who killed the military advisor!" Wu Deyun held a long knife and pointed to Lin Ling's position, "Who is in the carriage?

Feng Baojun, the commander of the 100,000 Luohe Army.

At this moment, his face was full of gloom, and he said coldly: "There are just some singers on the carriage, don't pay attention to it." The enemy monsters are too abnormal, so let's fight and retreat......! As for Lin Ling, being in the center of the monsters, I don't believe that he can come out alive!"

Getting rid of the pursuit of the flying squirrel, Lin Ling rushed to the front of the horse body in an instant.

The carriage was magnificent, with six horses pulling the reins, but at this moment, these six horses had already fallen in a pool of blood.

Inside the tent, patches of blood fell on the curtain.

The tide of puppet corpses is still advancing, and the number of puppet corpses surrounding the big tent of the carriage is also only increasing.

Then there is only one result, there must be living people in the big tent of the carriage!

Lin Ling, who was in the center of the puppet corpse, drove all the way in, and no one cared about him at all, but in a moment, he squeezed into the big tent.

Inside the big tent, it was still covered with puppet corpses, but in the center, there was a person standing abruptly.

In her hand, she trembled and held a talisman, and Ruhua's face was full of panic......