That sigh seemed to convey endless grief and sorrow.

"Are you here to arrest me back?" Luo Lao, who was full of helplessness, couldn't help but ask, although he knew that the answer was yes, from the moment he stole the treasure house of the City of Death, he would definitely have to face the pursuit from the City of Death.

"It seems that you are doing well, you have been poisoned by the blood of hell, but you have become more energetic, I really want to take out your soul to see how it grows. "Isn't that woman Xiaolan in the day!? But now she has changed her innocence and cuteness during the day, her purple pupils are like the red pupils of Xiao Hitomi, and even the eyeshadow is plated with a layer of purple, and the originally attractive red lips have turned into purple roses, and the white fingers are also purple in color, like a deadly enchantress, which makes people obsessed and afraid!

"It's the young master who saved me, I can go back with you to be punished, even if I bear the captivity of the soul for ten thousand years and become a puppet controlled by others, I have nothing to say, but, I hope you can let the young master go, this matter has nothing to do with him!"

"It seems that you are still quite loyal to him, but the City of Death has given you life, given you cultivation resources, and made you a martial king above ten thousand people, but you still defect, but here you guard that poor loyalty, don't you feel ridiculous?" Xiaolan stroked her hair and said with a sneer at the corner of her eyes.

When Luo Jianhua heard this, her face turned red and white, yes, she was right, but she just wanted to live! Run? Although her strength is not as good as herself, she has the ability to kill herself! The new saintess of the Dark Temple! The witch of the Dead City who believes in the Dark Demon Realm and the god of deception, LeBlan! Yue Lan'er! Twenty-one years old, with the dark power of a martial king! and the mysterious and unpredictable magic of deception! "Ask the Holy Maiden to be merciful! Let the young master go!" Luo Lao closed his eyes, knelt down on his knees, and prayed to Yue Lan'er! If he was still at the peak of the Martial King, he would still have a chance to escape, but now he has only recovered to the second stage of the Martial King!

Yue Lan'er seemed to be taken aback, took two steps back slightly, covered her purple lips in surprise and said, "Yo, I can't see it, Elder Luo is still temperamental, but he is so old, he should live enough, since this is the case." Yue Lan'er heard a series of laughter like silver bells.

Luo Lao's heart tightened, and when he raised his head, Yue Lan'er had already appeared in front of him, stroking her long hair lightly, a black light flashed, and a thin sword only two fingers wide appeared in the other party's hand at some point, and under Luo Lao's surprised expression, the black thin sword had pierced into his chest!

In the early spring night, a gust of cold wind blew, the black dress and long hair fluttered in the wind on the roof, Qianqian's thin hand gently pulled out the black thin sword, stroked the long hair, the thin sword disappeared, leaving only Luo Lao who fell on the roof and Yue Lan'er who stood under the night sky enjoying the cold wind.

It hurts! The pain of being pierced in the heart! What Luo Jianhua felt was not the threat of death, but the relief from death! He actually killed himself so easily! He didn't have to go back to the city of death and be punished for tens of thousands of years that he would not be freed! So lucky! Everyone said that the witch Yue Lan'er was the best at torturing people, but she let herself go, which was really good. But, why did it still hurt so much! Could it be that I was already dead and still had to hurt so much? Is this the witch's method?

Why is it still so painful to die? Why? Why! Like a circular circle, Luo Lao shouted in his heart.

"Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, it's really useless. Yue Lan'er cursed softly, but it seemed to have some kind of magic power, which made Luo Lao, who was originally lying on the ground and lost his vitality, tremble!

"I'm not dead!?No wonder it hurts so much!Because I'm still alive!I'm still alive!" Luo Lao excitedly felt the touch of his whole body again! He didn't even die! After trembling a few times, Luo Lao sat up panting, and looked at Yue Lan'er who was standing aside in surprise.

There was also a small wooden figure beside him who looked like a doll, covered with colorful patterns, and there was a hole in his chest that oozes blood! Luo Lao looked at the puppet in shock, and touched his chest, which was still aching, without a trace of scarring!

"Fraud magic! It's really powerful!" "You can even deceive death! Let the puppeteer die instead of you! The fear in Luo Lao's heart is even more profound! No wonder the people in the City of Death call her a witch! If you fall into her hands, won't you be able to die even if you want to die, and you will die as many times as you want!?

"You were killed by me, but you are not really dead, but you are dead in the sense, that is, the scroll of life you left in the city of death has been broken, for others you are dead, but for yourself, you are not dead, cluck, deception, is it to blind the eyes of God, or to blind your own heart? Since you have died, but you are still alive in the world, can you tell clearly?" Yue Lan'er covered her mouth and smiled.

"Why!?" Luo Lao asked with a pale face, why did she want to help herself hide from the City of Death, there are no good people in the City of Death!

"Do you want to know why I am the only one who has obtained the inheritance of the God of Deception?" Yue Lan'er looked at Yinyue as if muttering to herself.

He pursed his lips and said, "Because I am an elf, not a human being, but I am just a purple elf who has been deceived and degenerated! Countless races have been dissipated in the ancient century war, but why should we poor elves be left to live alone in this world? In order to survive, the purple elf can only fall into the dark demon realm, and seek the help of LeBlanc, the god of fraud, to become her inheritor on the eternal continent!"

"You." Luo Lao looked at Yue Lan'er who was talking about all these secrets in shock, she knew so much, if she had put it in the past, I am afraid it would have been difficult to live again, but now she didn't let herself die!

"Spare your life, you have the value of living. Yue Lan'er glanced at Luo Lao coldly, then looked down at the house under her feet and sighed, "Xiao Hitomi is the same as me, she is regarded as a monster and spurned by others, what a miserable childhood, I can also rest assured that I can entrust her to that guy." ”

"Hitomi ?." Luo Lao finally understood that Yue Lan'er didn't let herself go, she still needed to take care of the red-eyed little girl by herself! The former Yue Lan'er was said to be just an orphan in the City of Death, and on the way she gradually gained power, she was given the title of witch by the people!

"That's right, she is the same poor child left in this world, the outcasts of the elven clan, the blood elves!" Yue Lan'er stared at the room below her with a touch of tenderness in her eyes, I'm afraid, she is also like herself, the only existence in this world.