Lin Lang woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and found himself sitting on a dresser.

Turning his head slightly, he saw two Western women, one black and one white, on the ground next to him.

At the same time, I felt a pair of warm palms on my back, which had just been withdrawn.

"Eldest sister, I'm bothering you again! How long have I been in a coma?"

Don't think about it, Lin Lang also knows that it must be Yuan Xueshuang behind him.

His voice was a little dry, and it sounded like he hadn't drunk water for a long time, which was very unpleasant.

This is also caused by the pressure of the heaven-level momentum, causing vocal cord damage.

"What do you want to say to me, how do you deal with these two people?"

Yuan Xueshuang's voice was a little low, sounding listless.

Lin Lang felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, her long skirt was covered with black blood stains, her face was pale, and her hair was unkempt and stained with countless yellow sand.

At first glance, it looks like I have experienced a series of battles, but I have not fully recovered, and I have overdrawn my body.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? You didn't come home yesterday, did you?"

Yuan Xueshuang, who had experienced a day of fighting, Lin Lang had seen it, and it was by no means the miserable appearance in front of him.

Now she is in too bad shape!

"Well, it's a bit ruthless! But don't worry, ordinary heaven-level is still rubbish to me!"

Yuan Xueshuang looked calm and had no worries.

The physical strength of the master of the Dust Realm is absolutely enviable, and her recovery ability is far beyond the heaven level, and she doesn't care about the exhaustion on her body.

"Eldest sister, it's not that your cultivation is wrong, but you also have to pay attention.

If you continue to cultivate in this way, it is easy to leave behind psychological flaws and cause an unstable foundation! A proper combination of work and rest will be good for you!"

Lin Lang grabbed her arm, looked at her pale face, and persuaded very solemnly.

In this case, he rarely told Yuan Xueshuang, after all, there is a world of difference between realm and strength.

But seeing her appearance now really hurts him, I have to say.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, and it is impossible to save his life several times, to say that there is no emotion!

"Don't worry, I have a plan in my heart! Let's deal with these two people first, Shui Wanrong will be back soon!"

Yuan Xueshuang pulled out her arm without a trace, and jumped off the dresser in a floating figure. Eyes avoided Lin Lang and turned to two foreign women, one black and one white.

Avoiding the gaze is to hide the emotion in the heart.

She was suddenly held by Lin Lang's arm, she was very uncomfortable, and she definitely shouldn't.

"Accept as a serf, in the future war, two more people, one more combat power! Moreover, you have to make a high-level serf to improve your level. Otherwise, a lot of things will not be easy to do!"

For Yuan Xueshuang, he didn't hide much. She is the strongest serf who has always been by her side, and there is no possibility of betrayal.

Knowing some things about Lin Lang, I can better advise him.

If possible, Lin Lang wants to make an army of heaven-level masters and kill them directly to the west!

But now, he has another idea, let Yuan Boyuan and Chen Zhaoqi go to the Western world for a walk and kill their arrogance!

MD, if you dare to send a heaven-level master to assassinate you, you must fight back!

It can be used as a talisman for those people in the morning light.

"Let's go, go to the roof! they're walking back, and they can't be seen!"

Yuan Xueshuang reached out and grabbed the necks of the two, just like grabbing two chickens, she didn't become a living person at all!

Flutteringly flew out from the top of the weaving stream of people.

It's so fast that you can't even see a shadow.

Although Lin Lang is a prefecture-level master and cannot fly, he can spread his body and pass through the crowded crowd with ease.

On the way, I passed by the four girls of Shui Wanrong, and I was quite amazed by their beauty.

There is a little truth that people rely on clothes and horses and saddles!

When he passed, Shui Wanrong frowned and glanced in the direction he disappeared, but saw nothing.

Bihu Mansion is 13 storeys high, and the fashion hub is held on the 10th floor.

Lin Lang found a window at random, jumped outside, followed the wall, and jumped on the roof of the building after borrowing strength a few times.

Looking around, I found Yuan Xueshuang standing quietly next to the door of the passage on the roof.

At his feet were two heaven-level masters who were knocked unconscious.

"Eldest sister, you're dizzy, can you wake up?"

Lin Lang leaned over a few steps, rolled their eyelids, and asked.

A person who is in a coma, unable to name or sign, naturally cannot become a serf.

The two of them were obviously controlled by heavy techniques, otherwise the body of a heaven-level master would not be so easy to fall into a coma.

"Click, pop!"

Yuan Xueshuang didn't move her hands, but just kicked the two of them a few times with her foot, took two steps back, and didn't move anymore.

"Lin Lang, are you unharmed?"

The plump black man was the first to open his eyes. Although the roof of the building was dim, only the surrounding lights were faint. She still recognized Lin Lang at a glance.

The peaceful gaze was instantly filled with horror and panic.

Immediately, his body struggled violently on the floor, but he could barely lift his arms, but he couldn't even move his head.

A mouth full of white teeth, because he bit it tightly, struggled with all his strength, and there was no effect.

Immediately afterwards, the white man she narrated also came to her senses, and it was Yuan Xueshuang who came into view.

"Who are you, and where is this?"

Seeing that the surroundings were dim, not the lights in the background at all, I instantly understood that the result of the assassination was developing in a very bad direction!

The next second, it was the same reaction as the black man, constantly struggling, but it was meaningless.

Seeing that Yuan Xueshuang was from the Dragon Country, he naturally asked in Dragon Chinese.

There was a mixture of panic and timidity in his voice.

"You already know who I am. I don't know who you are, why did you come to kill me? ”

Lin Lang clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the two of them condescendingly.

Because of the violent struggle, their bodies are constantly writhing, and they take on various seductive poses, which are pleasing to the eye.

In particular, the figure of Westerners is quite material, which adds to the sexual interest.

Of course, this is not the main point that Lin Lang focuses on, only as a temporary adjustment.

"Isn't the Dragon Kingdom particular about treating captives preferentially, why don't you let us get up and talk?"

may have known that the struggle was useless, and both of them gave up, and their expressions were much more stable.

At the beginning of the conversation, he directly asked Lin Lang that he wanted to take the initiative.

"I heard that the holy water of the William family tastes good, I don't know what the consequences will be if I give it to you?"

Lin Lang smiled contemptuously, he became a prisoner, and he still wanted to turn out of the sky, he really dared to think!

The body squatted down, stood on top of the two heads, looked down at them, and said threateningly.

Holy!

Hearing this word, the bodies of the two shook inadvertently!

It has been famous in the West for a long time, and it is almost to the point of talking about it.

As long as you drink it, no matter how strong a person is, you will only become a prisoner, and there will be no chance to turn over.

Even if it's a heaven-level master!

They may not be afraid of death, but they are absolutely afraid of losing their cultivation and becoming ordinary people.

Not to mention the two of them, even those masters who came back from the Dragon Kingdom, they didn't even want to bear the mutilation, let alone lose their cultivation.

Accustomed to being on top, who wants to be the bottom of the people!

Nobody wants to!

"I don't believe it! You can have holy water?"

The black-skinned woman, because of nervousness, her breasts rose and fell violently, bringing out circles of waves.

She was questioning Lin Lang, but her voice was full of fear and unwillingness.

The white man didn't speak, but those flustered eyes looked at Lin Lang with difficulty, trying to distinguish whether his words were true or false.

"Hehe, anyway, you are also the turtle in the urn, so I'll just say it. I have found a lot of your holy water. I've used a lot of it, and it works pretty well. It will definitely make the two of you, all of you become ordinary people, exiled to the land of the Dragon Land, and fend for yourself. ”

Originally, Lin Lang wanted to mention Richard William, but after thinking about it, forget it, who knows if they have bugs or something like that.

The fewer people know about his identity, the more he can be safeguarded.

Lin Lang smiled faintly, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and said indifferently.

Just asking them about things, and not punching or kicking them, is already considered benevolent and righteous.

His faint smile, looking at the eyes of the two, felt that he was as terrifying as a vicious wolf who chose people to devour.

"What do you want to know? My name is Béat Senior, and I'm from the Seniors. ”

Losing his cultivation and wandering on the streets of the Dragon Kingdom is destined to be extremely miserable.

The white man didn't want to live like that, she still had things to do, and said in a trembling voice.

The black man looked at her very strangely, as if trying to understand why she had to compromise.

"Ah, you're not true, I have one of the easiest tests. Now, give you a card and write your name in blood. Will it test your words, is it true or false?"

Lin Lang threw out a high-level serf card and dropped it on Beate Senior, so that she could sign it!

The high-level serf card, Lin Lang is also the first time to see it.

The whole card is twice as large as the intermediate serf card, and there is more handwriting on the gold material, which illustrates some permissions.

Beate Senior's eyes were a little confused when he received a thirty-two-open gold card on his chest.

She didn't expect that Lin Lang still had a lie detector, and it was inevitable that she would hesitate to move.

Originally, according to her plan, she said a few words with mixed truths and falsehoods to keep her cultivation.

As a result, it was self-defeating and was forced into a corner by Lin Lang.

Don't sign?

Is it possible?

What happens if you sign your name?

Many thoughts are circulating in my heart, but I have to do it.

With difficulty, she raised her left hand and grabbed the golden card, and her right hand bit between her lips, trembling and moving to the golden card.

Writing her English name extremely ugly, Lin Lang couldn't recognize what was written at all.

It's okay no matter how ugly it is, as long as it's your real name!

Soon, the golden card melted into her body as if it had melted.

A moment later, a golden light pierced the dark night sky and shot into the distant sky.

The scene above the Bihu Hall attracted the attention of countless star-chasers below.

The golden light is like a small sun, illuminating half of the city. The dazzling gold makes people can't even open their eyes.

Countless people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this never-before-seen wonder.

Lin Lang didn't care, since it was her real name, she would definitely say everything in a while.