Ling Luo groaned, regardless of whether his reasoning was correct or not, how the blind things appeared, etc.

His ability to be a hero king is undoubtedly powerful.

This does not need to be denied, nor does it need to be entangled in whether it is illusory or not, strong is powerful.

Moreover, this is just his inference, maybe countless epochs, and even before the miracle fault, there was a multiverse fate world. target

But as Ling Luo concluded.

The miracle is gone, the fault line is broken, and it has reappeared, and so on.

Unimportant.

Now, the only thing Ling Luo valued was his intuitive conclusions.

To put it simply, the king's treasures, treasures, heroic abilities, and even all the things he 'invited' after him all had the concept of being illusory, although this didn't seem to affect anything, but it was like a thorn in the throat, a stain on the gold paper.

Ling Luo must be erased.

He needed something, something he didn't know yet, something that kept him from being illusory, or something more powerful than the treasure.

Inexplicably, he thought of the daytime, the red demon knife, the demon knife that the world didn't know.

However, at this point, Ling Luo could no longer analyze it, the intelligence was used up, and his wisdom could also be said to be exhausted.

"Hoo ......"

Ling Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and his five senses slowly returned.

Analyzing these is his limit, and it is enough, and the rest, time to truth.

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

And at this time.

Red Lotus is holding the flame in her forehand, and it seems that she has the intention of burning someone's eyebrows.

Brush.

Ling Luo's eyes were focused, so frightened that she quickly shook off the flames, forgetting that she could extinguish the flames.

"Oh, you're awake, what's wrong, sister's remarks made you have an epiphany?"

Honglian put her hands behind her back, raised her eyes, and made a thief's heart empty.

However, she did recognize Ling Luo's epiphany expression, and she still had a lot of say in this. I've seen many people have had an epiphany.

"It's okay......" shook his head with a headache, Ling Luo said: "Because it's an ability in the anime, I've found some problems, hey." ”

Sighing.

"What a discontented fellow, if I could have the Sword of Victory of the Oath, I would be happy to die in my dreams, you still sigh, hum. ”

When Honglian saw his appearance, he didn't know the real situation, and said sourly.

Ling Luo: "(⊙o⊙)"

Ling Luo's face suddenly became indifferent.

"You, want to have... The sword of victory, huh. ”

Ling Luo muttered, if you want to have something, why not, what an ordinary wish.

(Own, have...) Is it red? ）

"Buzz ......"

The golden void vortex suddenly appeared, facing the red lotus.

Red Lotus was startled, a little inexplicable.

"What an unlikable character, do you have to rub salt on my 'envy wounds'?"

Red Lotus hummed, flicked her ponytail, and said with indignation.

"This sword, for you. ”

Ling Luo's indifferent voice didn't seem to be the kind of tone that Santa Claus said when he gave his child a dream.

"Huh, you say Shenma?"

Red Lotus didn't hear it clearly.

Ling Luo was helpless, so he could only say again: "This sword, the sword of the oath of victory, is given to you." ”

On the tail of the red lotus horse, a trace of fire broke out directly.

The fire went out, and the fire burst out.

Extinguished, erupted.

Extinguished, erupted.

In disbelief, he pointed to his nose, then to the holy sword, then to his mouth, and then to the holy sword, and then to the holy sword, and then to the eyes, the holy sword, the face, and the holy sword......

The small mouth is slightly wide, and there are some symptoms of mad cow disease and rabies.

Forthwith......

High-pitched, high-pitched, sharp, penetrating, high-pitched, loud-voiced, damn retarded......

Ling Luo thought of all the words that could describe sound.

"Ahh Yikes... Yes... Ahhhh

Just because, someone's endless screaming.

............

The two people who are harmonious naturally don't know.

Not far away, the horror that had already begun.

Police building, inside the elevator leading to the detention cell.

Because of the afternoon meeting, Xiaodao, that is, a member of the Red Emperor, had advanced the task.

Although it was night, I had to go out on a mission and come to the police building.

Standing beside him was the middle-aged team leader during the day, and some police officers who witnessed the scene of the crime.

Miss Nalan is naturally one of them.

The suspect Annu, also Xiao An'an, a teenage junior high school girl, killed someone.

Although he was underage, the murder weapon was really in Xiao An'an's hands, and Xiao Anan also launched an attack on the police who went to the scene of the crime.

Although the appearance of wielding a knife is quite ridiculous, there can be no personal feelings in vicious homicides.

Naturally, Xiao Anan was controlled on the spot.

No matter how unbelievable the police are, Xiao Anan is a suspect, but she is attacking the police after all.

The child's parents are still making trouble at the police station, and it is said that the couple is not small, and the police station is also under pressure, and it is a case involving minors, which is very tricky.

But in fact, those police officers should be rejoicing.

The little red knife in Xiao An'an's hand, the demonic and demonic state, seemed to be silent and did not appear in front of them.

Otherwise, they're just dead goods.

The officers looked at the knives.

This is said to be a visitor from the occult department, who has come to assist in the investigation.

But this picture of a good boy, harmless to humans and animals, to assist in the investigation?

The officers were skeptical.

Moments later, the elevator doors opened.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

The dazzling blood red infects the entire first floor of the detention cell.

It's not a red light.

Rather, blood.

Only blood.

Blood on the ground.

Blood on the walls.

Blood on the ceiling.

Blood on the railing.

Blood on the door.

Everywhere it was stained with blood.

A scene of Shura's purgatory, with stumps and severed arms, and pieces of flesh everywhere, stained with scarlet.

Blood-colored smoke and blood-colored mist filled the space like swamp gas, exuding an extremely eerie feeling.

His gaze moved forward, blood-colored, and he opened a small path.

At the foreground, against a blood-red background, stood a little girl, with her back to them.

The blood-red background, with only the girl's arms and calves, is flesh-colored.

But this flesh color does not make people feel hope and redemption, but intensifies, makes people nauseous and vomiting, and lingers in the gloomy horror.

The printed dress was also dyed blood-colored.

Flower embroidery, so dazzling.

At this time, the sound of the elevator seemed to alarm the little girl.

The girl turned back.

Surprisingly, the girl didn't have the layer of blood tendons that covered the right side of her face during the day.

On the face, it is still the color of white flesh.

Not quite, though.

A little bit of blood, like dripping oil, splashed on the girl's face out of nowhere.

At this moment, the girl is wiping back and forth with her left hand.

And his right hand is holding the one that should be stored in the evidence room... Little Red Knife.

The bloody tendons of the day just covered only the right hand.

"Huh?"

The girl made a sound.

There's no horror, it's not like a devil, it's full of purity, it's really an innocent junior high school girl.

Wiped back and forth with his hands, stopped.

The blood stains were wiped off.

But a small, knife-shaped pattern appeared under the blood stains.

Take a closer look, it is so similar to the magic knife engraved with wolf-shaped patterns in the girl's hand.

The eyeballs are scarlet, and the pupils are also scarlet, but they still have a black iris.

At this time, these strange eyes were slowly looking at the people in the elevator.

"Hee-hee. ”

The girlish pure smile is still in her mother's arms, happy and bright.

Turning, the girl was facing the elevator.

tilted his head, but slowly, revealing a grin that reached the root of his ears.

Blinding black and red smoke erupted from all directions.

"Boom ......"

......

Ling Luo is also about to get involved in the strife of this left-handed world.