Han Ling was bleeding profusely, but he strangely only felt pain in his flesh and did not collapse from the severe injury and blood loss as he imagined. While he still had the strength, he stood up again and again, and forced himself to snatch the sword from the witch.

She sighed faintly: "You know, sister, I'm running out of patience. ”

Han Ling hurriedly said, "Actually, I can sing...... Love is jealousy, love is doubt, love is an almost fantastical truth......"

Witch: "...... Seriously, it's not your life. As she spoke, she glanced at the dense forest not far away and smiled:

"There's a swarm of ants anyway. ”

Han Ling tried hard to explain: "Sister, do you see how bad it is for the villagers to fight and kill like this......

She slapped her backhand on Han Ling, looked back and sneered: "When does this seat need to be instructed by others to do things." Spare your life and stay honest. ”

Han Ling's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses roared by.

I%$#@, sure enough, it's not this identity that claims that this seat will be retributed...... There's nothing I can do, and you're asking for more than you can do.

The ice storm gradually stopped, and the land was in shambles. The trees are covered with frost and snow, crystal clear.

With graceful steps, she stepped on a ball of ice ballast toward the hiding place of the men.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Stand still.

With a long whistle, the double belts came out together, and the sky crossed the rainbow, white as practice. Her long hair danced without the wind, and her momentum spread outward as if she was coercing the mountains and the sea. Floating in the wind was a miserable hum in the throat, a messy sound of scattering and fleeing.

Han Ling looked at the blood-stained Meng Ju on his chest and the jade pendant given by Shide, and then looked at Meng Ju who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then closed his eyes.

Even if he has a lot of lives on his hands, after all, he is a person who lives in the era of guns, and at first glance he can't adapt to such a human purgatory with corpses and rivers of blood flowing all over the ground. And the cruelty and gore of this world turned out to be so close to oneself and so real.

The only thing I'm worried about now is Meihui, and I hope she doesn't come with me.

The carpets are exquisite, and the lights and candles are not extinguished day and night. The golden hall and white jade stone steps are like the palace of the emperor on earth. However, there were few waiters, the clouds were bleak, and the fragrance was faint.

A cat-like little beast wagged its tail and looked bored, but if you look closely, it has a tiger head and a dragon body and a lion's tail.

The gall bottle plum opened quietly, the incense head gradually bent, and fell into the furnace.

It lay on the steps, looked up at the young man in the upper seat, and spoke in a delicate voice:

"Jiang. I could feel the ghost seal activated. ”

The young man in a red official robe, with a handsome complexion, said lazily: "Who is it?"

"A mortal. It doesn't seem to be going well, though. ”

The young man surnamed Jiang seemed helpless: "You caused the incident." Whatever you want. ”

The little beast shook his head: "It has nothing to do with me, I just like to watch dramas." ”

The young man said no more, but opened his arms. The little beast jumped on his lap and played with him.

The main hall is extremely empty, and the roof of the hall seems to be as high as it ends. The voice of a man and a beast echoed in the temple.

The witch here was already red-eyed, and she was bored and only cared about mending the knife, and suddenly she turned her head to stare at Han Ling, and then shook her head and turned to chase those who fled.

Han Ling was inexplicably looked at by her at a glance, but saw that the jade pendant on her body had sucked up the blood that had been dyed, and the blood-colored lines were even more vivid.

He didn't know what was going on, and his mind was also chaotic, so he didn't have time to take care of this detail, just took care of Meng Ju.

The witch walked away, but Han Ling didn't have the courage to flee under her nose, just put Meng Ju in the bushes next to her, and walked a few steps towards the corpse pile to wait.

The bodies were sitting or lying, lying on their backs or prostrate, but their facial expressions were terrified. All of them were one-hit kills, throat cuts or heart holes, gurgling and bleeding all the time, replenishing the array that was still glittering. At this time, the array had expanded to the size of half a courtyard.

After a while, she returned lightly and shed blood on Shura.

The witch squatted down and was about to take Han Ling in her arms and take it away, but she suddenly got up, her eyes moved slightly, looked in one direction, and squinted silently.

Han Ling shouted in his heart: Hero, save me!

She withdrew her gaze and chuckled as if regretfully, "Yo yo...... It's a pity, sister, I'll go first. Close!"

The array stopped the flow of light, shrunk in response, and entered the mark on the center of his eyebrows. The witch looked back and smiled, her white dress was stained with blood, three verticals and two verticals in the wind, and her body disappeared from Han Ling's field of vision with a slight movement.

Han Ling muttered, "It's amazing...... Love my grass, my sword!"

An ice-blue figure flashed and walked in the direction of the witch's departure, the speed could not keep up with the naked eye, but looking at the silhouette, it should also be a woman.

Han Ling also reluctantly accepted this fact, turned back to the grass, pinched and pinched, and woke Meng Ju up.

Meng Ju had just woken up, and after a moment of confusion, he suddenly let out an earth-shattering howl.

The few remaining leaves on the tree fell with ice and snow and smashed on the heads of the two, and Han Ling covered Meng Ju's mouth with a black line:

"It was as if her enemy had chased her, and she had run away. Don't shout, don't panic, hurry back to the city. ”

It was already dark, and after the formation map was taken away, the black shadows of the forests on both sides were lying in the middle, but they couldn't see clearly. Meng Ju stumbled and couldn't help but lower his body and grope.

Han Ling pulled him up: "What are you fooling around, it rained a big hail just now, killing a group of passing sheep, and sheep blood on the ground." ”

Meng Ju looked entangled, obviously doubting the truth of this sentence, but the distribution of corpses was very sparse before that, and he actually let him walk through the scene of the crime so confusedly.

This makes people sigh at the benefits of low IQ. Ignorance is fearlessness, ignorance is happiness, happiness.

Two cars drove up the road ahead. It was followed by a carriage of a large number of people.

Han Ling recognized at a glance that this was his own car and Meihui's car, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. Probably those who were the vanguard before were sent to rescue the emergency, and most of them died heroically.

Han Su jumped out of the car a few steps, stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, and said hurriedly:

"Why are you covered in blood! Hurry up, doctor, take a look! Get in the car, get in the car!"

Han Ling smiled easily: "I'm fine...... There was a lot of blood, but I seemed to be fine......

No one paid attention to the glint in Han Su's eyes.

Meng Ju is still wandering in the confusion of panic and luck. Mei Xuan was also on the side, noticing the strangulation marks on his neck, and hurriedly said, "It's not good, there is a small injury here, who will show him?"

Several old doctors got out of the car behind, and they came over to check on the injuries of the two of them in small steps.

The shriveled old man with a goatee was a little dumbfounded when he saw Han Ling standing well covered in injuries, and beckoned his apprentices to come over to help.

Han Ling hesitated: "Dad...... I'm going to tell you a bad ......."

The old doctor blew his beard and glared at him: "If you speak again, the wound on your neck will burst into blood, and the old man has never seen such a child who resists beating! If you want to die, you can say, say!"

Han Ling: "......"

Meixuan closed her eyes and said solemnly, "What you want to say is ...... A lot of people died. ”

Han Ling nodded.

The old doctor was completely anxious: "Don't!

Han Ling: "......"