Zhao Ling blinked her cold eyes and said that she was very helpless, was it wrong for her to say this? She didn't know her ability now, didn't she think about leaving?

She gave her such a step, why didn't she go along?

This made Zhao Ling very confused, first Tan Ruolan was not moved by money, and now she is a woman who is not bowed to poverty. What's wrong with the world?

At around half past eleven, Zhao Ling came to a music restaurant, and he was about to feint.

"I'm sorry, I made a feint today. ”

Zhao Ling walked in, and a waiter said very apologetically.

"Excuse me, is Tan Ruolan off work?" Zhao Ling asked.

"She's just gone. The waiter said.

"Get me something to eat, and I'll pay you ten times the price. ”

Zhao Ling found a table and sat down, he was very weak, hungry again, and didn't want to run around.

"Ten times!?, I'll ask the manager. ”

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then said and walked quickly out of the backstage.

After a while, he walked out, came to Zhao Ling, and said with a smile: "Our manager agreed, this is the menu." ”

She placed the menu on the table in front of Zhao Ling.

"Serve all your specialties here. Zhao Ling was too lazy to look at it.

"Okay, please wait. ”

The waiter laughed, and walked briskly towards the kitchen.

After spending more than 2,000 yuan to eat here, Zhao Ling drove back to the house he had rented before.

He just wanted to get a good night's sleep now, and after three hours of sleep, he had only eased up a little, and he didn't have any strength in his body.

"This, how is it a little familiar!"

After returning to the rented community, Zhao Ling had a sense of déjà vu.

"By the way, it's that dream, wow, could I really be killed by a mysterious person when I get out of the car downstairs?"

Zhao Ling recalled the dream he had just had, wasn't it exactly the same as his current experience? When he stopped downstairs, he would be pierced through his heart by a mysterious person, and he immediately became very interested, and he wanted to see if this dream would come true.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the night, and there was silence in the surrounding environment, and there was not a single pedestrian in sight.

Parking the car in the same position in the dream, Zhao Ling opened the door and got out of the car, at this moment, he always had a feeling of death.

Zhao Ling got out of the car, looked around, and walked towards the staircase.

"If dreams come true, there will be no poor people in the world. ”

The current Zhao Ling can be said to have no defense, it is all caused by weakness, which causes an extra black shadow like a ghost behind him, and he doesn't sense it.

It wasn't until a murderous aura hit behind him that Zhao Ling woke up, how could this sense be similar.

Then, his eyes widened, his heart ached, and when he looked down, he saw the tip of a sword stained with his own blood, which made him feel cold.

"This is still a dream, right!?" Looking at the tip of the sword that penetrated his heart, there was blood flowing in Zhao Ling's mouth, only to feel that it was getting harder and harder to breathe, and his body was gradually weak.

"Boy, there are some people you can't offend, remember carefully before you die. ”

Poof!

This hoarse voice fell, and the long sword was withdrawn from Zhao Ling's heart, bringing out a large patch of blood.

Then, Zhao Ling's body fell to the ground softly, his eyelids drooped weakly, and only a black shadow could be seen.

This scene is so similar, it is exactly the same as the scene in the dream, there is no difference.

When his consciousness was about to dissipate, Zhao Ling recalled who he had offended.

In a blurred mind, the woman Yu Wujiao appeared.

"You... Be... Yu Wujiao... Sent?" Zhao Ling heard faintly.

"It's good to know, go to hell and enjoy it!"

The dark shadow left a word and disappeared into the night.

And Zhao Ling, with unwillingness in his heart, closed his eyes weakly.

For the sake of the 9,000 abyss value, he lost his life in vain.

He is not in a weak state, and it is very clear who will die of the deer.

Zhao Ling, who has lost two-thirds of his blood, can be said to have lost a trace of combat effectiveness. Even an ordinary person can torture him to death if he is weak.

Before he died, Zhao Ling thought of the word death, and also thought of a lot, such as what should grandma do in the future?

No matter whether he bears it or not, he can't change the fate of his imminent death.

He was arrogant.

Just such an arrogance, the price to be paid, buried his life.

With Zhao Ling as the center, the blood flowed out, staining the ground red, there was not much blood left, his complexion had long since lost even a trace of blood, white terrible, white and terrifying.

However, at this moment, Zhao Ling's body disappeared out of thin air, leaving a large pile of bloodstains.

It's weird, it's abrupt, and there's just a pool of blood left.

......

The pitch-black and secluded abyss was so big that it seemed to swallow the sky, and Zhao Ling's corpse appeared above the abyss.

"Eh, why do you come here when you dream of being killed here? Do you know that I have prepared good things for you, and you can only use them when you die, so you deliberately sent them to death?"

Under the abyss, a hideous voice swayed, and there was a taste of hatred for iron but not steel.

"Eh, eh!" this voice made a speechless voice again and again, and it looked very reluctant, I don't know what could make it so.

"You little bunny...... Eh, forget it, it's just that, it's going to be used on you sooner or later anyway, but it's too cheap for you. I reminded you in my dream, why do you want to come here? ”

The sound that came up from under the abyss was hideous and vast, as if it could not speak in a whisper, could it really be this abyss? This is worth pondering.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a black light swept up from the abyss, and in a flash, it disappeared into Zhao Ling's body, so fast that it was unimaginable.

Immediately, Zhao Ling burst out of his body with a surging black gas, spurting out from the pores of his body, and then the black gas that spewed out completely wrapped him like a ball.

There is no then, the black gas is like a round cocoon.