Chapter 561: Turn your face and recognize people
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If she wants to go, the "starting point" of the crack under her feet is to give her her own teleportation circle;
If she wanted to be killed or injured by Ye Lingyi, the "ice tree" where Ye Lingyi was standing was the center of the killing array, and as soon as she moved, countless spatial forces would invisibly gather in an instant, strangling everything in the array.
And in addition to these two, the moment when the split air pierced into the snow, there was actually a third "preparation" in hand, which was now: if Bai Lianbing really lost a lot, then this double-base magic circle was the teleportation magic circle that sent Ye Lingyi to Yingjing.
Even the "array" was drawn in advance, what sincerity and perfect service this is.
Ye Lingyi was slightly stunned, and as the "ice tree" under her feet scattered as "ice powder", she slowly fell from a height of dozens of meters, landed lightly, and then chuckled.
It should be said that it really deserves to be "returned"...... No, it's "returning to the branches".
Ye Lingyi didn't choose to get closer, looking at the person who didn't really want to lean over from a distance, and raised his hand to make a gesture of "please".
This array is too big, the teleportation is too far, and the additional requirements are too high, in short, too much blood. Therefore, Bai Lianbing simply lifted the crack with his backhand and scratched it on his thigh.
The sword-like weapon, carrying Mo Shang's divine power, is also very good, in terms of body size and sharpness. Even if it is the most deserving and familiar with it, its owner mentions it and personally scratches himself, but he can't pull it with a knife.
The blood of the "Guizhi Beast" is so expensive, but just like Yange, Su Jiao, or something, these blood baby beasts and demons have a common feature when they bleed by themselves: this blood does not cost money.
The patch under the feet of the white ice was quickly dyed red, and those "cracks", that is, the direction in which the "array" extended, joined the "colored" team faster.
Ye Ling was expressionless, waiting quietly and patiently, not moving at all.
In this far-reaching far northern, among all the people who don't know about Yingjing and other places, she is probably the one who knows best how those places are developing at this time, and Feng Xiyuan is not as good as her in this regard: in addition to knowing things, she also knows the people involved in it relatively better!
Therefore, the moment is the intrigue between the two that she will return to Yingjing to deal with first, and she is relatively not good enough.
And so, seeing that she is about to go back, and after a cup of tea, she will have to face a group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods who are 10,000 times more terrifying and annoying than the white ice in front of her-
Calm, rational, and sober, the maintenance of her own positive psychological and emotional state is the prerequisite for the benign solution of all problems. If not, she might as well not go back over there, and save the chaos.
"Lingyi, are you really not going to kill Yan Ge?" This is about to open his eyes and see the person again, and it is also the eldest lady who is wonderful, and she actually brought up the familiar name again, with an attitude that since you have to wait for a while, otherwise we will still chat.
I don't care about the terrible situation of my own blood loss until my lips turn white, and I am so weak that I look like I am dying.
Ye Lingyi's mood was really disturbed by this sentence that was not light or heavy, it was not chaotic but also not comfortable, and after a while, she finally "tsk", and anyone could hear it when she spoke: although she also changed the calm tone used for small talk, but outside the words, it was called impatient or impatient.
"I'm not going to kill him—"
Ye Lingyi exhaled, and she really had a headache: "Do you want to wait for the spring flowers to bloom, or wait for him to be in a better mood one day, and then cover his eyes and stab me or someone with a knife, while shouting It's not me, it's not me?" ”
The first half of the sentence was okay, but she maintained a whole cold mockery of the large double reed in front of Bai Lianbing today; But obviously, the thing, no, is the style of painting, and when the painting style of Ye Lingyi reached the second half of the sentence, he immediately fell off his head to say less than 180 degrees.
She was expressionless and only used her voice to imitate Yan Ge's baby-faced old mink, but her tone fluctuated and there were strange dislocations, and the overall display was so funny.
Bai Lianbing was a serious person who said business, supporting her crumbling body, waiting for her to make incisive remarks, which Cheng wanted to face this head-on, but she took it all at once! Therefore, she didn't laugh or not, and between the two embarrassments, her expression turned hideous for a moment because she didn't know what to do.
As if he couldn't hear it, Ye Ling raised his hand and pulled back a strand of sideburns that flew away to the edge of his sideburns, and then turned his head without deliberately-this feminine and then clear and clear movements, but who told this master that his mood changed suddenly and when his interest did not go down, he still spoke: "I don't believe you will go and see it at a good time later, I am seen or seen by him, his first step must be to sell miserably, and the second step is of course to accuse." ”
"You negative man, I love you so much, all for you...... Ah......" In the past, all the "flat and straightforward narratives" are just foreshadowing, and the essence and soul are all on the "ah" that has dragged on.
It is said that at such a distance, if he no longer dares to look directly at Ye Lingyi's face, Bai Lianbing should not be able to see any expression of the person here. So all the "credit" goes to the voice.
The cracked sky was once again inserted back into the snow, this time deep in the void and not like before, because Bai Lianbing was relying on it to support himself and not collapse with laughter.
However, although the "lining" is lost, the "face" cannot be thrown yet. She held most of the laughter in her stomach, with the strength of not regretting it. On the surface, there is only a string of random coughs that disappear with the wind immediately.
For a long time, in the silence, the silver light slowly brightened from the surroundings all the way to the center.
Bai Lianbing finally processed his expression, and finally spoke again: "Lingyi, all those who can be members of your 'or don't want to oppose it' are lucky. I, too. "But if you don't want to, probably, others will never be able to unilaterally hate you, the one who hooks the soul.
"Sensationalism doesn't have to be." Ye Ling is a good sensationalist, but he is never willing to listen to others.
The silver light that slowly created the atmosphere finally managed to rush to the feet of the two.
Bai Lianbing let go of the split empty hand and started the battle, but he still refused to stop, and he still shouted: "Lingyi!" So you're not going to tell ......"
"In the past, you had a grudge against Chaos, and recently I have reported my enmity with you, and you are very idle?" Ye Lingyi's voice is still as weak as the wind blowing,
But it's very choking.
Don't kill Yan Ge and don't make a report, these are all refuting what she said before, and it can also be regarded as a "face-turning" after the goal is achieved, an alternative "crossing the river and demolishing the bridge".
"By the way, to correct a little, the person who kills people for no reason, in fact, you have seen it a long time ago, and I am." At the last moment of the silver light explosion and aggregation, Ye Ling didn't leave well, and hastily left such a sentence that made Bai Lianbing spend a long time before he could figure it out. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The King of Killers in Another World: The Burning Wife of the King of Icebergs", and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~