He really wants to know what makes Yan Nanfei so impatient and desperate to solve himself.
If you can live from Ling Er’s double knives tonight, he will certainly carry forward his own advantages and continue to anger Yan Nanfei in the future.
"Kill you and I’ll be free."
Linger thrust double knives into her waist.
The crescent pendant on the wrist gleamed like thunder.
The luster disappears from the crescent pendant and then appears in the hand.
Ling Er holds a vine, a vine ten feet long.
The other end of the vine hangs down
The vine is blue and looks like it has just come out of the soil.
The vine blue swam up with a little bit of mans along the palm of Yi ‘er’s hand and swam up to the other end of the vine. A piece of blackened floor appeared as if it had been struck by lightning.
Luo Changfeng looked at the vine and frowned slightly.
"Talk about liberation? If Yan Nanfei promised to let you go free after killing me, it will no longer be a chess game that he can throw away at will, then I think that after killing me, you will not be free but will get deeper and deeper, "said Luo Changfeng.
Ling son eyes midstream shows a shallow dynamic color.
Although the look was very shallow and almost impossible to check, it was still captured by Luo Changfeng.
Los Changfeng know ling son didn’t completely go this point of no return.
Because that fleeting dynamic color is what he sees.
Linger method kills one’s expectations
"I have a way out. You must die," said Ling Er.
"I once saved your life." Luo Changfeng held the bamboo knife hand tightly.
"thank you! But … I’m sorry! "
Ling son don’t want to say another word.
She’s afraid of ruining this great opportunity, the only way to be free.
She is even more afraid of failure.
She poured all her body exercises into her hands, tripterygium wilfordii.
She waved with tripterygium wilfordii.
The vine in his hand is like a Razer, and the poison letter bites at Luochangfeng.
The room is not big.
Luochangfeng is not too far from Linger.
They are away from the absolute attack range of Tripterygium wilfordii.
Luo Changfeng holding a bamboo knife in his hand has permeated the whole body and filled the whole room.
Luo Changfeng looked at the Razer’s tripterygium wilfordii and could clearly smell the burnt smell in the virtual.
Luo Changfeng knows this tripterygium wilfordii is terrible.
He knew he couldn’t just sit back and wait.
He should seize the initiative.
But the arm injury has lost consciousness, which means that the arm pain has also lost consciousness, and the whole arm has lost consciousness.
The arm can’t make half an effort anymore, and Luo Changfeng will make a knife.
He has dozens of knives and hundreds of knives, but he can use one knife.
In front of him, a knife boundary can be passively defended.
For Luo Changfeng, passive defense and waiting for death are two different things. He hates both.
Chapter sixty-nine Laser scalpel blood
In the middle of the night, a thunder accompanied by a flash suddenly broke out in Lei Guang.
Just walked to the door of Luochangfeng and stretched out his hand and knocked at the door. Li Xingyun was surprised and spilled his hand, which had already cooled the soup.
He looked around warily but found nothing.
Just now, he felt a strong light flash across his forehead.
That feeling is very real, as if that bright light came down from the depths of the clouds, like thunder, accompanied by deafening thunder.
Li Xingyun has read a lot since he was a child and has a lot of good knowledge.
He doesn’t believe that he will have any hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. He would rather believe that he can experience every truth himself.
He looked at Luo Changfeng and closed the door and suddenly realized something.
And the consciousness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, so that he can almost conclude that the thunder passed just now and the light came from Luochangfeng Room.
"Something must have happened!"
Li Xingyun flashed an idea in my mind and then directly pushed Luo Changfeng to close the door.
A cold and powerful light pierced his eyes. Li Xingyun turned his head slightly and closed his eyes. Then he felt the crazy knife coming from his face.