When a big black curtain suddenly rose and enveloped the entire abandoned campus of the Textile Academy, the monks who stayed outside could not find out the situation, and they were even more panicked than the monks inside.

How could there be such a big black cloth? No one could understand that such a big deal had exceeded their understanding, and a white mist was shrouded outside the wall, forcing everyone to retreat and expand the encirclement. When Liu Zheng thought of Lin Luoran being trapped in it, he didn't know how dangerous the situation was, and he was more worried than others.

He tried to send out a few attacks, but they all seemed to be absorbed by the black cloth, and there were no scratches at all.

A sniper rifle that can give a headshot to the Bloodline, and it will bounce back when it hits a black cloth-

Lu Sanchun was reporting to the above, considering the use of heavy weapons - of course, this has exceeded the bottom line of some high-level officials, and one sentence that disturbs the people too much can knock Lieutenant Colonel Lu back.

Commander Qin said in a calm voice Wait, wait, Lu Sanchun felt that his anxious heart gradually calmed down. He should believe that Lin Luoran is, so let's wait.

Liu Zheng looked at the bullet casings on the ground thoughtfully, if he could combine the thermal weapon with the cultivation method, would the attack power be blessed?

This idea was a bit whimsical, Liu Zheng picked up the bullet casing and put it in his sleeve, but he accidentally pulled the wound on the back of his hand, so he had to tear off the corner of his robe and wrap the back of his hand indiscriminately.

In an uneasy wait, the midday sun seemed to be obscured by something, and its long wings cast large shadows on the ground.

Many people couldn't help but look up, looming in the clouds, their wings spread widely, and Xiao Jin, who was bigger than before, was circling silently. If you look closely, you will find that it is not only larger, but also has a cockscomb-shaped bulge on the top of the head, like a lively "little crown".

The more vigorous figure, the pure golden feathers, the sharp claws of the cold light wings, and the appearance of Xiao Jin are too eye-catching, and the monks present naturally will not call it "Huaxia Condor" like the people, they all know that this is a spirit bird raised by Uncle Lin!

"Is it your backhand?" Liu Zheng muttered to himself, a little unsure of Lin Luoran's current thoughts.

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The situation of the people trapped in the textile academy was easier than the left-behind personnel outside thought.

They were all talking to Lin Luoran, and even asked some questions about the confusion of their usual cultivation, Lin Luoran still had to answer questions at the beginning, and she was going to break out in a cold sweat later, she just had such a little inventory, no better than a cultivator who had been taught by a master, and some questions she didn't understand!

Let's see what Wen Runlan is asking, setting up the formation? Please, your Uncle Lin is not a treasure chest at the end of the world, you can only look at the landlord, cultivate the truth, and you can't learn whatever you want.

If you don't answer, Wen Runlan stared at herself with a look of adoration, the kind of expression with the label of "I'm a fan" on her face, it really made Lin Luoran unable to say anything to refuse, but fortunately, at this time, a rapid scream came, attracting everyone's attention, and the bat demon finally couldn't get used to everyone's ease and attacked.

Here it comes! Lin Luoran didn't know whether to thank him for choosing the right time, and looked at the scream.

The monks, who were still in the liberal path before, pinched and swung their swords one after another, ready to attack.

To everyone's surprise, it was not the blood-sucking blood clan that appeared, nor the bat demon who spit out people...... A little pink sleeping face is wrapped in black fog, it looks like he has only been born for a few days, his eyes are closed and he occasionally spits bubbles, if it weren't for him being wrapped in black fog and suspended in mid-air, this is alarming, it seems, this is a non-threatening newborn!

How can it be an ordinary newborn at this moment...... A golden needle condensed at Lin Luoran's fingertips, and she was ready to see what the bat demon was doing.

The baby suddenly giggled, and the crisp voice was pitiful, lingering in everyone's ears, Wen Runlan was a little confused: "What kind of means is this?" ”

yes, what kind of trick is this, to suddenly make a harmless-looking baby and giggle at everyone? That bat demon would never do such a boring thing, the golden mang on Lin Luoran's fingertips came out of his hand, it was the golden needle transformed by the golden spiritual power, and it instantly disappeared into the black mist.

It must have been shot at the baby, and he squealed loudly, which then turned into an intermittent wail, long and thin, fainter and fainter, and very heart-wrenching to hear.

Listening to the voice alone, crying was really pitiful, there was already a whispered discussion in the monk team here, Lin Luoran glanced at it, they were the two female cultivators in the monk team who could be regarded as national treasures, their cultivation was not high, they screamed when they saw blood, and they didn't know what to do with them this time.

Wen Runlan looked left and right, there was nothing abnormal, and she was a little puzzled: "Uncle Shi, can we make a mistake, this kid is crying so badly...... It hurts, Brother Jing, what are you doing to beat me! ”

Hearing Wen Runlan's nonsense, Wen Guanjing stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head, telling him to shut up.

Make a mistake? Lin Luoran sneered, even if Wen Runlan herself suffered this injection, she couldn't please her, an ordinary newborn is killed on the spot is common sense, how can she still have the energy to pretend to be pitiful.

However, the eyes of these two little female cultivators really made her helpless, as if she was some kind of strange aunt who abused babies, and she ordered to strengthen her vigilance while whispering a few words in Huang Weijian's ear.

Seeing that he finally had a place to use, the young man was indescribably excited, one step ahead of the crowd, picked up the pen and wrote a book, and slowly read in the voice of the young man in the voice change period: "Good rain knows the season-" This is a joyful and gentle five words, Huang Weijian finished reading the first sentence, and there was already a slight wind in the pen, so soft, just like the spring breeze that came with the spring rain in the poem, which made people full of joy.

The spring breeze was blowing, and it seemed to have no offensive power, but when Huang Weijian finished reciting "When Spring Happens", this shallow spring breeze quietly disappeared, and it actually blew away the black fog that had been surrounding the baby-

Everyone present gasped!

The poor crying baby turned out to be a monster with a human head and a bat body, and it could stay in mid-air thanks to its incessant wings! The two female cultivators who had previously talked about Lin Luoran's heart being too ruthless were slapped in the face, and this terrifying sight made the little faces of the two female cultivators in the greenhouse turn white with fright.

As if sensing the change in everyone's mood, the strange baby suddenly opened his eyes.

The pupils are blood-red, regardless of the eyeballs and whites of the eyes, and they look like they are staring at you from any direction, which makes people shudder.

Wen Runlan stammered: "This, this, what kind of monster?" ”

Lin Luoran didn't know why he thought of a large number of missing pregnant women, the appearance of this strange baby was too coincidental, could it be that the blood clan caught those pregnant women just to create a ...... Such a monster? She felt her eyes glaze up, and she couldn't help but clench the glow-in-the-dark flower she was holding in her hand.

At this time, he couldn't rely on his own temperament, Lin Luoran took a deep breath and shouted with difficulty: "Senior Brother Wen." ”

Wen Guanjing and her tacit understanding was cultivated in the battle side by side, and he knew her better than others, he lightly touched the ground, jumped out of the crowd, and landed a few meters in front of the strange baby, the strange-looking baby, showing a hideous smile, did not pay attention to Wen Guanjing at all, but rushed towards the weaker monk.

"Xiao An!" Lin Luoran didn't mess up, and before Xiao Anren could act, a few paper talismans came out of his hands, forcing the strange baby back to the direction of Wenguanjing.

Wen Guanjing's fingers flipped quickly, and a Bai Lian jumped out of Wen Guanjing's hand and rolled towards the strange baby.