It's a quiet forest, with no birds or flowers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info only the sound of human conversation, and the faint smell of blood in the air. Zaoyuan looked at the black-faced maker in front of him, thinking that he would be killed, but what he didn't expect was that the black-faced maker actually asked him for someone.

"Have you ever seen a white mask, red hair, gray clothes, height...... Is someone a head taller than me?" asked the black-faced maker lightly to Zaoyuan, it was difficult to guess the mood at this time.

Zaoyuan could hear from his words that the black-faced maker should not have the intention of killing him, but simply asked someone. He hadn't seen the person the black-faced maker was about to ask, and he opened his mouth to answer, but he stopped. If I replied, "I haven't seen it", would he kill me directly? Zaoyuan thought of the cruelty of the black-faced maker, and then thought of Lan Lingmu, he did not rule out this possibility. This must not be answered.

"Yes, just now he went to ......" Zaoyuan looked around, pointed to a road and said, "He went to that road." ”

"Which way?" The black-faced maker turned his face to look at the road that the jujube orchard was pointing to, and then turned back with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"You lied to me, that way is the way I came. "The Black-Faced Maker is furious. He knew that the person in front of him was perfunctory to him, and a sword was about to cut at the jujube garden.

Zaoyuan was so frightened that he wanted to retreat, but found that he was still sitting on the ground, and his body fell backwards involuntarily. However, even so, it still couldn't stop the trend of the Blackface Maker's sword falling, and the direction was his lower body.

"Wow, yes!!" The jujube orchard monster screamed, closing his eyes and waiting for the pain to come. However, he only heard a crisp sound, as if it were the crunch of a clash of weapons. Zaoyuan slowly looked at his lower body, it was fine. A long sword slammed diagonally from the side, plunging into the earth and stone between his straddles, stopping the Blackface Maker's sword. Zaoyuan felt that the long sword was a little familiar, and when he looked in the direction of the hilt, he saw that the black-faced maker had already looked in that direction. It's okay not to look at it, but it's okay to look at it again. The owner of the long sword is none other than Lan Lingmu.

"Moon?" the black-faced maker muttered softly to himself, and no one could hear him.

While the two of them were looking, Lan Lingmu also looked at the two. Lan Lingmu was taken aback when he found the person whose eyes were extremely similar to Yu Xuan. But he didn't show it, and his eyes didn't change in the slightest.

"He's my prey. Lan Lingmu said lightly. Although the distance was far away, it reached the ears of the two.

"Yes...... Really?" the black-faced maker glanced at the jujube garden, "Then it's up to you to decide his life and death!" After saying that, the black-faced maker turned around and left, without turning around once.

Lan Lingmu didn't stop the black-faced maker from leaving, but after watching the entire chaotic battle, he naturally knew the horror of the dark-faced maker. In his opinion, the Dark Maker definitely has the strength to fight him, but he must be the one who survives in the end. For him, the Dark Maker is a big nuisance and the only one who can get him in the eye. Somehow, maybe Lan Lingmu began to think that the black-faced maker was like Yu Xuan, looking at the back of the black-faced maker leaving, Lan Lingmu felt a bit like Yuxuan, which was one of the reasons why he didn't stop the black-faced maker from leaving. Lan Lingmu watched the black-faced maker leave, and it wasn't until he disappeared into his realization that he shifted his gaze to Zaoyuan.

Zaoyuan couldn't help but stand up when she saw Lan Lingmu staring at her.

"Hehe, don't come to the Great God, haven't you learned the Blood Escape Technique?" Zaoyuan saw Lan Lingmu slowly walking towards him, his heart trembled, and he gradually became incoherent, "It seems that the Great God has a problem with you, ah no...... Is there a problem with the Blood Escape Technique, no, is it that you have a problem with the Blood Escape Technique?"

Lan Lingmu had already come to Zaoyuan, who hurriedly crawled backwards and cried in horror, "Great God, I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, I was wrong." Please don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me...... Woowoo woo ......"

"I won't kill you......" Lan Lingmu said lightly, as if talking to a friend.

"Really?" Zaoyuan burst into tears and smiled, wiping the tears and snot from his face.

"Fake !!" Lan Lingmu yelled and kicked the jujube garden. The jujube orchard broke three trees in a row, and the fourth tree did not fall and was half tilted. The jujube orchard is on the fourth tree, and the tree forms a "ten" character. Lan Lingmu flashed, quickly came to the front of the jujube garden, and grabbed the half-dead jujube garden.

"What if...... You killed me...... Forever ....... You can't get the Blood Escape. Zaoyuan said breathlessly.

"Really?" Lan Lingmu threw the jujube garden forward, and the jujube garden fell to the ground. Zaoyuan was originally covered in injuries, and after throwing it again, although he was not dead, it aggravated his pain. The pain all over his body made him still can't help but make a painful sound.

Lan Lingmu picked up one of Zaoyuan's feet and smiled faintly, "I'm not going to ask for the Blood Escape Technique anymore." ”

Zaoyuan was startled, he knew that Lan Lingmu had already made a move. Then he heard a strange remark, "There are no stones, but there are many trees around." Immediately afterwards, he felt Lan Lingmu's feet tightened, and at the same time, he felt as if his body had been thrown up......

There was a muffled sound in the woods, like the sound of striking flesh. Occasionally, a few drops of blood were thrown into the air from the forest, accompanied by a sickening smell of blood in the air. The sound lasted for a quarter of an hour, and a curious person once broke in to see it, only to run out in terror as soon as he entered.

"Damn! The feeling of breaking through, no...... It's the feeling of breaking out of the body. Lan Lingmu felt that her body was a little swollen, especially in her chest, as if something was about to burst out. He knew that the only thing that could break out of his body was resentment. Why did the power of resentment break out of the body, there is only one possibility, that is, the feeling that "Crazy Classic" is going to break through. With the appearance of this swelling pain, his eyes slowly emitted bloodlight unconsciously, and he entered the peak state of a madman. Although he was in pain, he was very excited, and he wanted to seize this feeling and break through the madman. Regardless of what you have in your hand, just throw it away, sit down and experience it carefully.

However, after a while, he found that the feeling was slowly fading, which made him feel very sorry.

"How could this be? Obviously about to break through, how could it be like this again? Could it be ......" Lan Lingmu recalled all the process of torturing the jujube orchard, "Does it have to rely on ferocious killings?" ”

Outside the forest where Lan Lingmu was, the two people slowly flew in the direction of Lan Lingmu.

"There was a strange voice coming from here just now. ”

"Well, a strong smell of blood came from below. ”

"Let's go check it out!"

"Hmm!" the two of them flew in the direction where Lan Lingmu was.

"Heaven walks, you don't walk, hell has no door, you go away. Lan Lingmu looked up at the two of them, and a bloody light shot into the sky from the green mirror, wanting to break people's hearts.

"It's not good, run away!" The two saw the blood in Lan Lingmu's eyes and hurriedly ran back.

"None of you can fall off today, and you will all become sacrifices for my breakthrough. Lan Lingmu smiled bloodthirsty, and rushed up, and the two caught up with the two in the blink of an eye. A person is pierced directly through the body by his fist. The other man, seeing the bloody fist on his companion's chest and his protruding eyes, screamed in fright and fled desperately. However, in the blink of an eye, he was punched in the head by Lan Lingmu, and a headless corpse fell from the sky. The people nearby saw the terrifying picture in the air, even the killer rarely saw such a murderous person, and they were so frightened that they couldn't move. Lan Lingmu's eyes swept around, and the blood in his eyes was like two red lights illuminating the green forest around him.

It was only at this moment that the surrounding people reacted and hurriedly fled around.

"Hmph, I said you can't escape a single one. Lan Lingmu smiled bloodthirstily and rushed towards the people around her.

"Ah!!h

"Ah!!h

"He's a demon!!"

"Hurry up!"

"Damn! ”

......

The place where Lan Lingmu passed was like a Shura field, with blood and corpses everywhere. No one can stop him, and those who try to stop him have returned to the loess. Gradually, people began to define Lan Lingmu as the public enemy of everyone. and gradually suspended the killing of each other and dealt with Lan Lingmu together. The team gradually grew from a few people to dozens of people, and then to more than a hundred, but it still couldn't stop Lan Lingmu. Lan Lingmu harvested life like mowing grass, and had reached the realm of invincibility.

Killing was the mission of all the people in the magic circle, but for Lan Lingmu's deformed killing, many people were strange. Why didn't anyone come down and take care of it. In fact, everything that happened in the magic circle could not escape the sight of the killing gate, and Lan Lingmu's matter was naturally known, but no one came down to stop it. This is an order given by the Killing Emperor, and no one is allowed to stop it.

"Is that good?" the Great Elder asked Qing Shui.

"There's nothing wrong with that, these people should be given to that kid. Depending on the situation, he is about to break through. Qing Shui replied calmly, habitually playing with the wine glass.

At the same time, the black-faced maker also heard about Lan Lingmu's matter, and wanted to take a look, but the matter in front of him was more important.

"I said that there is a peerless public enemy now, why are you chasing me hard, why don't we go and deal with that public enemy first, and then come back to hunt me down?" This is a man with a white mask, red hair, and gray clothes, but his clothes are torn in several places, and there is still dark red blood left in the holes, as if he was cut by the sword qi not long ago. The red-haired gray-clothed man struggled to dodge the sword qi slashing behind him as he fled. It can be seen from his back that he is dying.

"Hmph, I've been waiting for this opportunity for five years, do you think I'll let you go?" the black-faced maker sneered, unmoved.

"What do you mean?" the red-haired man in gray asked.

"The dead don't have the right to ask, go die!! the black-faced maker roared, increasing his mana, and gradually drawing closer to the red-faced gray-clothed man. The fierce sword qi overwhelmingly slashed towards the red-haired gray-clothed man, the red-haired gray-clothed man dodged left and right, and was still slashed into three sword qis, falling to the ground from mid-air, smashing out a big pit. The black-faced maker stood beside the big pit, looking at the red-haired and gray-clothed man in the pit, seriously without the slightest pity.

"Can you tell me who you are before you kill me?" The red-haired man in gray spoke with difficulty, he couldn't stand up, he was chased and killed for a long time, consumed too much mana, his body was very tired, coupled with the trauma just now, he knew that he could not escape death.

"Back then, I had no power to resist you before I asked you to kill my parents, and now you have no power to resist and let me slaughter you. The black-faced maker gave a hint, and he was sure that the red-haired gray-clad would know what he meant.

"That's right! So you're the kid I brought back from training. The red-haired man in gray closed his eyes, waiting for the black-faced maker to descend with a sword.

"Then you will die!" the black-faced maker pierced the red-haired grayman's heart with a sword, pulling it up, stabbing it again, pulling it out and stabbing it again...... Suddenly, he threw away the sword in his hand, sat on the ground, hugged his head and cried.

"Daddy...... Mother...... Daddy, have you seen it, and my daughter has finally avenged you...... Finish. By the end, she couldn't stop crying. Scenes of beautiful memories emerged in front of her eyes, the warmth of the family's meals, the happiness of teasing her father when she was naughty, and the warmth of being bandaged by her mother when she was injured....... It seems like yesterday, but five years have passed.

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