Chapter 442: Blood Who Was Discriminated Against

The light dissipated.

The figures of the four were revealed.

A few people looked around, the same environment as the earth.

To say anything different.

That's the world, more technological.

"O air of the new world!" The antelope sniffed and opened his hand comfortably, "It feels good to be unrestrained." ”

"Indeed." Qingluan spread out his palms and felt that there was no trace of abnormality in his body.

Abilities and spells are still lit and can be used, and even the Celestial Spider Silk has no effect.

You don't have to be like other worlds, you need to slowly master the world system, and then import their magic.

"It's nice to have this kind of world without the laws of the world." Qingluan held the palm of his hand, and in his dark eyes, a silver streamer seemed to flash quickly.

"I can't say no." The antelope did stretching exercises, stretched his body, and did not forget to correct Qingluan, "It should be said that it is the law of the world that has not yet grown up, I hope our luck this time is not too bad, don't run into the candidate of the law of the world." ”

"Crow's beak!"

"Ahh The antelope immediately slapped itself.

Linglong watched the interaction between the two speechlessly.

These two people... Not at all like an ace enforcer ...

It's their conversation, and it's the first time Linglong has heard that the laws of the world weren't born from heaven and earth?

"Let's take a look separately first?" Antelope asked.

"Yes!" Qingluan was the first to raise his hand.

"I'm okay with that." Fifth smile.

Spread your hands exquisitely, and the minority obeys the majority.

The four of them agreed to meet in place after two hours and separated.

Qingluan chose a path that looked quite pleasing to the eye, but fortunately, she had changed into a simple set of sportswear before coming, and it was very natural to blend in with the crowd. The surrounding crowd ranged from talking and laughing, office workers in professional attire, to student parties in school uniforms.

Everything was very usual.

Just thinking this, Qingluan suddenly saw a young woman walking through the crowd menacingly.

She is dressed in the same way as ordinary people, except that there is a purple chrysanthemum flower pattern under the corner of her eyes.

It's not a tattoo, it's not a painting. Qingluan sensed a trace of different aura flow from the pattern pattern, like an ability, but it was a little different. This should be, the supernatural of this world, right?

It's just that it was different from what Qingluan imagined, and when the surrounding crowd saw this young woman, they avoided it one after another, showing disdain and disgust.

"It's Blood, tsk, I'm really unlucky today, and I'm going to encounter bad luck as soon as I go out."

"Let's go, it's all stained with Blood."

"It's a disappointment." A few girls with schoolbags on their backs, as if they had just finished school, glared at the young woman unhappily, and pulled their companions to quickly leave this gloomy place, and the originally lively street market suddenly became deserted.

The stranger in this world is called Blood, is this "blood"? Qingluan tilted his head, are they vampires?

"Train 95 has arrived." An electronic female voice sounded, accompanied by a silver train falling in mid-air, "Welcome to this train, the destination of this train, Longwei City, Xinan..."

Awesome, flying car?

Qingluan raised his head, and sure enough, there was a vague train track in mid-air, which was difficult to see with the naked eye of ordinary people.

In this way, the tracks are hidden, and the train passes as if it were flying through the air, which is spectacular.

To be able to build such a train track, and to hide the track, is a powerful means.

"I'm sorry, train 95 doesn't accept Blood passengers, please forgive me." The electronic female voice broadcasts without any emotion.

Only then did Qingluan notice that the young woman was standing in front of the train door at this time, and was stopped by an invisible electron. "I'm sorry, the 95 train doesn't accept Blood passengers..."The electronic female voice sounded again.

The crowd around looked at the young woman with disdain and stepped onto the skytrain.

No way? What kind of discrimination is this?

"Why are these monsters still here?" The woman beside her and two small children walked impatiently past the young woman, muttering, "Why don't they hurry up and die!" Blood monsters, hurry up and die light!! ”

"Die!" I don't know who whispered a reply.

"Yes, yes..."

The young woman who was stopped in front of the train did not say a word, her clenched fists slightly loosened and clenched.

Finally, amid the invective of the crowd, he turned and left.