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    How can Chu Wanning be a soft persimmon that can be controlled by others at will, only a golden light flashed, and Mo Ran vaguely saw a certain weapon passing by in his hand, but the weapon was retracted very quickly, and in just an instant, Xiao Man  Strangling with both hands, even amputating the wrists!

    Xiao Man screamed and backed up, now he lost both his hands except one foot.

    The hand that pinched Chu Wanning fell to the ground, Chu Wanning stood up, and seemed to be extremely angry, his face was so ugly that he had never seen it before, he seemed to want to say something for a while, but his lips moved, and finally seemed to be so angry  Speechless, he turned around angrily with a livid face.

    Mo Ran hurried over to pick him up: "Junior brother, how are you? Is there any injury?"

    Chu WanNing shook his head in his arms without saying a word, but he was disgusted and speechless.

    But no matter what, this Xiaoman was also a living person more than two hundred years ago, and this one in front of him is just a puppet derived from it.  Chu Wanning wiped off the blood splattered on his face, and whispered to Mo Ran: "You have seen it too, I may stay here, it may not be comprehensive, it is better to go out with you to fight. With my technique, it will not delay  Your hind legs."

    The ability of the little junior brother, Mo Ran only heard Xue Meng say it before, but did not see it.  But the accident just now really opened his eyes.

    "You are amazing, but"

    Chu Wanning said: "I am familiar with the use of various weapons, and I can also guide you by the side."

    "but¡­¡­"

    Chu Wanning raised his eyes: "Just believe me this time."

    ""

    "Brother."

    Chu Wanning's original intention was to deepen the sincerity of the tone. Unexpectedly, the child's crisp voice was soft and cute, as if he was acting like a baby, and Chu Wanning himself was a little surprised when he heard it.

    Mo Ran was taken aback when he heard it, and then scratched his head in a tangled "ahhhh" and buried his face in his palm for a long time before saying, "This, the main thing I'm afraid isyou what"

    After living two lifetimes, it was the first time he was called softly by a little guy, and Mo Ran really felt that this person was as close as he was, like a brother.

    If Mo Xianjun wants to hate someone, he will hate to the bone, but he is very soft-hearted towards the cherished person, so he scratched his hair for a long time, then squatted and raised his eyes to look at Chu Wanning, and the tips of his silent ears turned red.

    It would be great if I really had a younger brother, so I wouldn't be so lonely.

    Bisheng Chu Wanning saw the reaction of Mo Ran, hesitated for a while, and then tentatively whispered: "Brother."

    Senior brother is different from senior brother, but more kind.

    Mo Ran held his forehead and felt that he couldn't bear it: ""

    Chu Wanning glanced at him meaningfully, and he knew the weakness of this person. Anyway, he is now a child, and Mo Ran didn't know who he was, and he didn't feel ashamed, so he spoke again.  He called out, "Brother."

    "¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    "elder brother."

    "¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    "Brother Mo Ran."

    "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  You are the best. My God."

    Chu Wanning held his hands behind his back, turned his head slightly, and smiled lightly: "Let's go."

    As he spoke, he walked slowly towards the door, and Mo Ran whispered behind him: "Where did I learn this trick, but I'm so disgusting, ouch, hello"

    Originally seeing what happened to Chu Xun, Chu Wanning was in a bad mood, but at this time he felt that the haze in his chest gradually faded.  Suddenly Mo Ran asked: "Hey, by the way, what did Junior Brother want to tell me just now?"

    Chu Wanning turned around and said very calmly: "Ah. That."

    "Um?"

    "I forgot."

    ""

    "When I think about it later, I will tell Brother Mo Ran"

    "Ahhh, don't! Don't call! Just call me brother! That's enough!" Mo Ran waved his hands again and again.

    Chu Wanning's eyes were like a deep pool, with a slight smile on his lips, and said lightly: "That's good. Brother, it's almost time. This illusion is formed according to the memory of the survivors. Those people have left Lin'an now. I think this  The illusion won't last long either. The ghost king should be coming out soon."

    "It's also If you defeat him, you can go out, right? I must investigate later to see who made the illusion real, and wants to kill us both!"

    Chu Wanning nodded: "Fortunately, the ghost king and Chu Xun fought against each other before, and it can be seen that this ghost king is not very powerful.At that moment, Chu Wanning suddenly saw a face belonging to a living person among the ghost zombies blocked by the ink-burning spell!

    "who!!"

    The man was far away, mixed among the corpses, wearing the hood of a cloak, half of his face was shrouded in shadow, only showing a pointed chin, sweet lips, and a softly curved nose bridge.

    With just one glance, Chu Wanning realized that this person's behavior was not like the virtual scene two hundred years ago - this person did not make any attack posture, but quietly hid under the hood, facing Chu Wanning  The direction of burning with ink.  Seeing that Chu Wanning noticed him, he smiled slightly, then raised his hand, swipe at his neck twice, and made a movement similar to "kill".

    Chu Wanning cursed secretly, and rushed over to capture this person.

    But the man was still smiling, under the hood, his lips were bright red, his teeth were white, and he mouthed to him, which looked like "goodbye".

    Dodge away.

    "Stop!"

    It's useless, the sky is bright, and layers of white belly are rolling up.

    The fight between Mo Ran and the ghost king has ended with the last blow - when the head of the ghost king was strangled by the ghost in Mo Ran's hand, and the dirty blood surged wildly, the scene in front of him flew quickly.  The body was suddenly thrown up, and the sunrise of Lin'an two hundred years ago and the ruined walls and ruins all turned into grotesque phantoms.

    "Bang!"

    When Chu Wanning fell to the ground again, he had already returned to the cave of trials.

    Mo Ran has also returned, and is falling beside him, covered in mottled blood from the fight.  But he himself was not seriously injured. He was lying on the ground with his face sideways, apparently still powerless, and only a pair of dark eyes looked sideways at Chu Wanning beside him.

    After a while, he raised his hand and lightly touched his forehead with his fingertips.

    "Come out."

    Chu Wanning hummed, but his face was ugly: "I just saw a person inside."

    "What?"

    "It's suspicious, it should be the one who cast the spell."

    Mo Ran climbed up and stared wide-eyed: "Did you see it? You saw it! Then do you see who he is? What does he look like?"

    Chu Wanning frowned and shook his head: "He is wearing a hood, I can't see clearly, but he should be a man, not old, thin, with a sharp chin"

    There is still half a sentence left unspoken.

    He felt that this half of the face looked vaguely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere a long time ago.  But he felt that it was just his own illusion, after all, it was only the lower half of the face, and there were so many similar people, it was difficult for him to judge for a while.

    Just as he was pondering, he suddenly felt that Mo Ran patted his shoulder.

    "Junior brother."

    "What's wrong?"

    "Look over there."

    Mo Ran's voice was a little low, with a slight coolness.

    Chu Wanning raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed.

    It's eighteen.

    At the entrance of the Cave of Trials, an eighteen girl with bulging eyes hangs from the top of the cave, her feet in silk satin embroidered shoes dangling in the air.

    She is already dead, there is no wind here, judging by the way she shakes, the person who killed her should have left not long ago.

    But what changed Chu Wanning and Mo Ran's face the most was the murder weapon tightly around her neck.

    It is a willow vine.

    The leaves were cut like knives, with intense red rays of light flowing all over them, and flames burst from time to time, splashing sparks and blood together.

    Hell.

    The one who strangled Shiba to death and hung her from the top of the cave was actually a magic soldier!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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