Xiaolin also reacted that he was not considering what he said, and he would not admit that it was a short circuit in his brain and his IQ shrunk when he was killed.

"When death is imminent, you still have the heart to laugh, don't think that I don't dare to kill you, I want to become a sieve only in my thoughts."

Sensing Xiao Lin's mood swings, the filaments began to twist and stretch, and there was a tendency to burrow into Ling Youyou's body to drink blood and eat flesh.

It's very uncomfortable to be drilled by countless filaments, and it feels like the whole body is hairy, which is maddening.

Ling Youyou suppressed the discomfort, but still smiled easily, "Hey, you either kill me now, or let me go immediately, don't play tricks here." I'm kind enough to tell you, you're running out of time. Make your decision early, don't end up with nothing. ”

Xiao Lin's eyes widened again, this was his home field, he could do whatever he wanted, and it would be the turn of a person who was held hostage to dictate him.

"Guy who doesn't know whether you live or die, your life and death are up to me, don't be smart. My painting is a prison mixed with phantom arrays and poisonous barriers, and none of them want to come out alive. What kind of eyes do you have, contempt, disdain, mockery, I tell you, I still want you to look at it well. Is it me who is good, or is that wild seed amazing? The throne should have belonged to me, he counted which onion and which garlic, and suddenly ran out to grab it from me, he was looking for death. ”

"Oh, looking for death?"

A biting cold wind suddenly blew, and in a thick purple gas, a long figure walked in steps, it seemed that he was not fast with every step, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, Mu Lanhao came to the front of Xiaolin. Without difficulty, he grabbed Xiaolin's neck, threw him to the ground, and stepped on his chest with his feet.

"Who the hell is it now?"

Xiao Lin was stunned, his expression frozen, and his eyes bulged out. He had auditory hallucinations, hallucinations, and visual hallucinations about how Mu Lanhao came out of his painting as a prison, which was impossible.

His father, the Black Wolf, had made many improvements to his dungeon, and had already reached the point of being unbreakable. In addition, it is integrated into the phantom array and poisonous smoke, and even if those trapped inside are not lost in the phantom array, they will be injured by the poisonous smoke.

Father looked at the entire demon clan and no one could break his formation, including the wolf king, this formation embodies his life's work, as long as they enter the formation, they will win undefeated.

Could it be that he was cheated by his father? This array is simply a showcase. It's a pity that his father is dead, and even if he cheats, he can't find a theory.

At this life-threatening moment, a certain wolf is still wondering if he was cheated by his own father, which shows how different his brain is. There is a lot of water like no other.

"I don't believe it." Xiao Lin stared at him in denial, as if as long as he denied himself like this, he would still be the dominant party.

It's a pity that Mu Lanhao didn't plan to give him a chance to continue fantasizing, and the strength of his feet increased violently, and the sound of broken bones suddenly sounded.

Xiao Lin howled miserably in his throat, and the pain made him sober up a lot.

"How is it possible" He refuses to face reality, this is his home field, he will win, how can he lose

Ling Youyou glanced at Xiao Lin, who still couldn't believe the reality, and sighed in disgust, "I regret it now, tell you that you don't have time, you just don't believe it." ”

yes, he's sorry for not doing anything about it. Pain makes his psyche more distorted, and when he is in pain, he wants others to be more painful.

"I want you to die without a body."

Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and roared, his fingers turning rapidly. Wrapped in Ling Youyou's inextricable wisps, he immediately turned into sharp thorns and drilled into his skin, and began to drink blood frantically, and his originally milky white tentacles quickly turned red.

As the color deepened, the filaments began to thicken, and the naked eye could already clearly see the bright red blood flowing through the filaments. All the blood converged in the center, and the ball, which was the size of a pigeon's egg, expanded rapidly as big as a fist, and its volume continued to surge. The larger the ball, the darker the red inside, and a large amount of blood can be seen tumbling through the ball.

Ling Youyou's face turned pale, and his moist lips lost their blood color and looked like withered petals, which made people feel distressed and heartbroken. But her eyes were still silent, and her expression was not the slightest fear, but a shallow smile.

The pessimism of life and death, and the relief of love and inability, are nothing more than this. She wanted to let go, and to really let go was to dissipate. So she didn't do anything, so she wanted to let herself die.

A few steps away, the two eyes met in the air. A sour feeling suddenly rose in my heart. It no longer matters who is the calamity, who is the debt, and who is the fate. She really wanted to look at each other so calmly, even if she was suffering from it at the moment.

"You see, I wanted to leave quietly and let you gradually forget, but I always don't give face, so I have to let us meet at such an awkward time." She said with a light smile, her tone relaxed.

"Why don't you leave quietly" He couldn't be calm, he couldn't be as indifferent as her. His mind is in turmoil, he has a lot of entanglements in his heart, and he has not yet completed the task of the Son of Man.

"Why" he roared, his arm arcing in the air, a purple light flashed, and one of Xiao Lin's ever-changing hands snapped off at the wrist and fell to the ground, remaining in its last form.

Xiaolin's screams once again alarmed the birds a few miles away, and the gallant ones even fell directly to the ground, falling half to death.

The man in white who was standing on a tree shook his feather fan, frowned slightly, then shook his head, and muttered mockingly, "Killing someone to make such a big move, alas"

"Why" He didn't know what other words could express his anger at the moment, another purple light flashed, and Xiao Lin's other hand was severed from his elbow, and blood sprayed everywhere. Xiaolin's wails rose louder and louder.

The inextricable strands that lost control stopped sucking blood, but they were firmly rooted in Ling Youyou's body.

The pain was extreme, Xiao Lin laughed, although at the moment his laughter was worse than crying, "Stupid, you cut off my arm, and the inextricable threads will never come out again." She will be one with a thousand threads until she dies, hahaha"

"What are you" Mu Lanhao's bloodshot eyes released an aggressive cold light, reached out and grabbed Xiao Lin's neck, lifting him up.

At this moment, Xiaolin is like a broken puppet, and when the wind is stronger, he will sway with the wind. Mu Lanhao, who released the power of the bloodline, was like a demon possessed by a god, and in addition to the color of blood in his eyes, it was still blood. Although his sanity was still there, his emotions were out of control.

"Untie you, I command you, or I will kill you alive."

I don't know which tendon is wrong, Xiao Lin grinned and looked at Mu Lanhao, his expression was painful, but he insisted on pretending to be like Lao Tzu didn't eat you.

"If you want her to bury me with you, try it."

Mu Lanhao's face flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, his wrist flipped over, and a short knife with cold light appeared in his hand, and he cut it off without hesitation, one of Xiao Lin's ears flew out, and then his second knife fell, cutting off half of Xiao Lin's nose, and the third knife pierced Xiao Lin's left eye. ，，，

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