There was deathly silence in the room. After Zhang Tie came back to his senses, he looked at the little girl's pale face in pain.
"Team Lin!!"
The voice trembled.
He looked at the cold Lin An in disbelief, trying to hold the girl's head with trembling hands.
In the blood all over the ground, Mo Ling's body swayed and fell to the ground.
Wen Ya trembled all over and felt a little lighter.
"Lin An?"
One word at a time.
She couldn't understand why Lin An directly killed Mo Ling.
"Why? Why don't you take Mo Ling and escape first!?"
"We can let Yun Lin trace back another Mo spirit..."
She didn't let go of her hand, but she felt that Lin An next to her was so strange.
Huang Haitao looked at Lin An's profile and couldn't help but feel a little afraid.
Because he didn’t want to take any risks, did Lord Lin An choose to kill his companions whether it was true or false?
Decisive, cold-blooded, ruthless.
Is this what my uncle wants me to learn...
A strange realization suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Lin An saw what others were thinking, and his expression did not change at all.
He raised his wrist slightly, but Zhang Tie's eyes widened in anger.
"Team Lin!"
"Whoa!"
The sword light flashed away again, this time directly shattering the girl's fallen body.
Under precise control, the complete corpse was almost cut into pieces.
Before Zhang Tie could stop him, he found in despair that Mo Ling's body was completely destroyed.
"Team Lin..."
The voice is hoarse.
He squatted on the ground, raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were red:
"Do you really have to be so... heartless?"
"We obviously can't tell the difference. We can obviously take Mo Ling away first..."
Lin An was speechless and just slowly looked at the man in the corner:
"you're right."
"I shouldn't be subject to useless emotions."
The man mechanically moved the corners of his mouth, trying to show an expression of approval to Lin An.
An ugly, stiff smile:
"Here she comes."
"Dong-dong-dong"
The steps are heavy.
Outside the door, a girl wearing a blue coat staggered.
Wet bangs covered her face.
After a moment, she suddenly rushed to Lin An and took a bite.
.....
"Shabi Lin An..."
"You left me behind again."
In the residential building, Mo Ling wrapped his hands in a blanket and warmed himself by the fire.
She stared at the embarrassed Lin An with a face filled with resentment, wishing she could take another bite.
Zhang Tie squatted beside the fire with complicated eyes and hesitated to speak.
Wen Ya was thoughtful and looked at Lin An beside her with an apologetic look.
"Lin An...are you..."
The strong fire dissipated the coldness of the rainy night, and the fragrant barbecue grill was on the fire.
The grease fell and sparks flew everywhere.
Lin An turned the grill in his hand twice and sighed softly:
"Do you think I'm really that cold-blooded?"
"Maybe I won't hesitate to treat outsiders."
"But I can't do it for you..."
Wen Ya subconsciously reached out her hand and held him. She roughly thought of why Lin An was so decisive in killing the fake Mo Ling.
Zhang Tie raised his head when he heard the sound and made a loud sound:
"Then Captain Lin, why don't you kill him with one sword..."
"Aren't you afraid that guy is lying to you..."
"That silly girl Yun Lin said it all. Even looking back, I can't tell the difference."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Yun siblings not far from the fire looked at Lin An curiously.
Yes, from the end of the matter to now, they have never thought about it. Isn't Lin An afraid of killing the wrong person?
Lin An freed up a hand, couldn't help but touch Mo Ling's head, and pondered for a moment:
"It's because I couldn't tell the difference in the flashback scene that I dared to kill it directly."
"The reason is simple."
"Retrospection is seeing a picture of the past."
"But the picture is random."
"therefore."
"Only by using backtracking on the ghost baby can you 100% see the head-changing scene."
"Because it only has that past."
"No matter how random it is, the most important scene is only that section."
"But if it is used on real Mo Ling, the picture you see will not necessarily be this one."
"Of course, there are other reasons."
"For example, why did Mo Ling, after the ghost baby changed his head, hand me his own body?"
After hearing this, Mo Ling snorted and glared at Lin An fiercely:
"You still have some brains..."
"After you threw me out, the convoy ran over me more than a dozen times!"
Several people were confused after hearing this.
They understood the first reason, but what did the second one mean?
Mo Ling saw the doubtful looks of several people, and rarely took the initiative to explain:
"It's very simple."
To be continued...