When it comes to running, Xiaolan is usually very confident.
The trouble is Meng Fuling's ability.
But was his uninformed look when he was Meng Zecheng really just an act?
Just as he was thinking about it, Xiaolan threw out the spirit-locking whip with both hands and assumed a fighting stance.
"No, no, no, I can't fight with you now," Meng Fuling waved her hands exaggeratedly, "The king is going to kill you himself. If you fight me now, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you again.
"
"Spiritual Needle Detective!"
Xiaolan didn't listen to his nonsense and directly shot a blue light.
Sure enough, before the spiritual needle came into contact with Meng Fuling, he disappeared from the spot.
guessed.
The cold air hit me from behind again.
Sure enough, the direction of attack was exactly as he expected.
Xiaolan suddenly turned around, took a few steps back, and came to the center of a relatively wide elm bush.
"Spiritual Needle Detective!"
The blue light popped up again, and the figure that was supposed to appear there just flashed and then disappeared again.
It doesn't matter.
This time it's the right side.
"Spiritual Needle Detective!"
As long as Meng Fuling still has murderous intent, the murderous intent will definitely come before he appears.
See which one of his spiritual powers runs out first, or which one of your own spiritual needles hits him first.
Xiaolan moved her feet and gradually deviated from her original position.
Suddenly, Xiaolan stepped on something, staggered, and the spiritual needle was empty, punching through the tree cover on the route and flying into the sky.
The phantom had appeared, and Xiaolan hurriedly used a free hand to make a move, "Firm Rock Thunder!"
The green light passed through the disappearing shadow, shone on the old elm tree for a few times, and then the light dissipated.
The moves of their old Luo family are better and won’t hurt any living beings.
Xiaolan had time to breathe, and glanced at the ground to pick up something of her own.
It’s actually a person!
Xiaolan was startled and jumped away.
It turns out that this is the place where Meng Fuling stood upright in a daze when he was still Meng Zecheng.
And lying on the ground was none other than Meng Fuling!
What is this...
Before he had a clue, murderous intent was approaching again.
It's so annoying.
This time, Xiao Lan did not rush to release his psychic energy. He pointed the spiritual locking whip upright with one hand and pointed it at the source of the murderous aura, while holding the whip flat with the other hand. The whip instantly dispersed into a circle of light.
Golden light spread around Meng Fuling's shadow.
"Unloading the Spirit Detective!"
This is the move that ruined Jasmine's whip.
Xiaolan didn't ask to really destroy Meng Fuling, she just wanted to hurt him once or twice.
It also gives me time to take a good look at the people on the ground. The way to break the situation may be here.
The golden light of the Spirit Removal tightly wrapped around Meng Fuling in the center. He was restrained by the Tan Shi and could not use the ability to travel through space, and his figure gradually emerged.
Xiaolan looked at the people on the ground from a distance.
The man lying on the ground had his eyes wide open. The light in his eyes was already dark and chaotic, and his face was pale. Even though his face was stained by mud, it still showed an unusual human color.
I have seen this person myself.
To be precise, this may not be a human being anymore.
This was obviously the one he found in the secret room of the bell tower in the world, who left the black fingernails and envelope, the other Meng Fuling, the dead body Meng Fuling.
Could it be said that this is Meng Zecheng?
Xiaolan seemed to have a clue.
Wu Ren said that just like the wishing bottle connected Wang Cheng and Gu Weidong, the black nails also connected Wang Cheng and Meng Fuling.
Could it be that this Meng Zecheng is like a rabbit?
But why does he look the same as Meng Fuling?
When Xiaolan turned around to look, Meng Fuling had fallen into the Xie Ling detective and was wrestling with Xie Ling's spirit-locking whip.
Xiaolan was a little afraid that Meng Fuling would destroy Jasmine's spirit-locking whip again, and thought about taking this opportunity to sneak attack.
The bell was still ringing, endlessly, and Xiaolan's temples were beating incessantly.
In addition to the ringing of the bell, there seemed to be slight movement not far away.
It's like something is approaching quickly.
One, two, three...
There's not just one direction.
You have to run quickly.
"Steady Rock Thunder!"
Xiao Lan struck him with a stone thunder and withdrew his spirit-locking whip with a wave of his hand.
Still intact.
Meng Fuling's figure flashed, and the Solid Rock Thunder grazed his right arm and hit the old tree behind him.
A rustling sound is approaching.
A new voice floated over.
The sound was very distant, but Xiaolan heard it very clearly.
That is your own name.
"Liao... Lan..."
One sound after another, one after another, high and low.
The penetrating calls came from different directions.
In front of him was the grinning Meng Fuling.
Meng Fuling, Meng Zecheng.
Strange sounds.
Xiaolan took a few steps back and analyzed the current situation.
If Meng Fuling was the only one, he could still resist, but this thing that was getting closer...
Xiaolan suddenly retracted her hand, grabbed the rabbit hanging next to her pocket, turned around and ran away as fast as she could in her life.
"ha!"
Meng Fuling laughed dryly behind him.
Her footsteps clicked on the fallen leaves, and Xiaolan used her voice to determine Meng Fuling's position.
He has no ability to use.
He is looking down on me.
But this is exactly what Xiaolan wants.
Xiaolan stretched out her right leg and took a big step diagonally forward.
The spirit-locking whip had long since disappeared, and his free right hand drew a perfect circle in the air.
A faint blue light gradually diffused where the fingertips touched.
"You!..." Meng Fuling's angry voice.
But Xiaolan only heard one word, and stepped into the blue circle. Taking advantage of Meng Fuling's inability to use her ability, she tore open the space and escaped.
"call!……"
A light appeared in front of him. Xiaolan held the trembling rabbit tightly and jumped up.
The time travel is complete.
Xiaolan waited for her feet to hit the ground.
waiting……
The feeling of being down to earth has yet to appear.
what happened?
Instead, there was a strong feeling of weightlessness.
The refreshing breeze blew across my face, the air was fresher than before, like a free flying bird...
Xiaolan looked down.
Why are you in heaven?!
Although I don’t know how to position myself, it’s not like...
Gravity still prevails, and Xiaolan falls rapidly.
The rabbit was in extreme denial of reality, holding his head with both paws and shaking wildly.
"Xiaolan! Xiaolan! Xiaolan!..."
Black Pi screamed.
"It's no use calling me, Pippi, can you fly? Take us flying!..."
"I'm a cat, how can I fly!..."
There is no one around who can fly, and Xiaolan has not learned the skill of flying.
Xiaolan put her head down and saw that she was getting closer and closer to the distant green.
Hiss——I won’t fall to death.
"squeak!"
"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!..."
The rabbit hugged its little head and kept screaming miserably.
Poor little rabbit, Xiaolan thought sadly, he was timid to begin with, so he probably would have been frightened to death before he fell to death.
"Xiaolan, hold on to the rabbit!" Heipi shouted quickly.
Um?
"I'm holding on!" Xiaolan shouted, "How..."
Before Xiaolan finished speaking, the rabbit's exposed body changed.
The cry continued, but dense white threads suddenly stretched out from the rabbit's pink and fluffy body. The white threads stretched rapidly, and soon formed a ball of fur, wrapping Xiaolan in the middle.
"squeak……"
The rabbit barked one last time and finally became quiet.
I saw a white shadow passing through the air and falling straight into the woods next to the minaret.
Before Xiaolan could recover from the shock, the white ball suddenly bounced.
Landed?
Then, start rolling.
There will be more updates on May Day, and I will try my best to add more updates on Sundays in the future. Please don’t give up on my one-update beast, thank you!