Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 757 Lord of Escape (40)

When Linghu Lan came down.

The crowd is fighting.

All the tombstones were lifted.

Everyone held more than one black box in their hands.

There was a strange feeling in her heart. Digging people's graves has been despised since ancient times.

These guys can still grab so much fun?
On the mysterious island, humanity has indeed been wiped out.

"What are you robbing?"

No one answered.

Linghu Lan's eyes turned cold.

Summoning his spiritual energy, the Buddhist lion's roar resounded through the tomb passage again.

Everyone was stunned by the shock and stopped for a while.

Linghu Lan tapped the ground with her sword.

"What are you robbing?"

"Fate, fate!"

Someone spoke weakly and handed over a notebook.

Linghu Lan took it and flipped through it, and asked, "Why grab this?"

Everyone was stunned: "..."

Who knows what to do with grabbing this, but you should hold your fate in your own hands no matter what!

Linghu Lan couldn't help but hehe.

In this place, there is no reason or intelligence at all.

With a frown, she returned the fate, and walked to Mo Yin's grave by instinct.

It had already been opened there, and the black box was gone.

Linghu Lan's eyes turned cold. "Who took my life book!!! Hand it over!"

The feeling of being dug up is really beeping the dog.

However, the matter of setting up graves for living people is even more fucked up.

Linghu Lan quickly cleared her mind, everything on the mysterious island cannot be understood with common sense.

The crowd fell silent.

Linghu Lan glanced at everyone one by one, everyone turned their faces away as if they were burned by her gaze.

Linghu Lan was silent, she was still too kind.

She stirred up her spiritual power, and everyone suddenly found that their weapons had quietly betrayed, and each aimed at the center of their eyebrows.

People familiar with this scene couldn't help but wailed: Here we go again!

"Who knows, tell me quickly, it's useless to keep it for yourself anyway!"

"Yes, yes, don't bother everyone!"

Now everyone knows that their strength is not enough to look at in front of Mo Yin.

A tense atmosphere fermented in the crowd.

Finally, a person stumbled and said: "Just now, when he lifted it, the bottom of your tombstone was empty. There is no fate at all!"

"Really do not have?"

"It's absolutely true! Whoever lied to you is the grandson!"

Linghu Lan: "..."

She thought about it for a while, and all of a sudden she felt bad.

Who else could have taken her fate?

Only Song Cheng!Make a wish!
She immediately flew to the dark place behind Yujian.

Everyone's weapons lost their control and fell down one after another.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they still heard Mo Yin's voice from far away: "There is a saying, you must have heard it called digging your own grave, but while others are digging their own graves, you are digging your own graves." , is really good enough!"

Everyone blushed, bah, these words are really ugly.

But in just a moment, everyone started a new round of snatching.

Mo Wen looked at the crowd who had gone mad, reluctantly took his own fate, gave up the plan to continue killing, and ran into the depths of the darkness.

……

A magnificent palace.

The door is open.

Cang Wu stood in front of the door.

The doors are carved with intricate patterns in gold and jade.

A woman's voice came from the door.

"Since we've reached the door, why don't you come in? I've already made wine and swept the couch!"

The figure of the woman appeared at the door, with a clear and bright smile, she looked to Cang Wu like an old friend reunited.

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(End of this chapter)