Lan'er kept rubbing against Long Ling, ignoring Long Ling's explanation, and kept saying words like 'I've finally waited for you' and 'I want to marry you'
As time went by, Long Ling's impression of her beauty gradually diminished, and was replaced by a feeling of disgust. Just like the inexplicable liking for her just now, this feeling of disgust also seemed to arise unconsciously out of thin air.
Not knowing where the strength came from, Long Ling raised his right hand, pulled Lan'er's shoulder, and pushed her away.
Lan'er was pushed to the ground, with an unbelievable expression in her eyes. Surprise, fear, confusion, and anger were constantly changing on Lan'er's absolutely beautiful face, which looked extremely strange. Finally, on Lan'er's face
His expression was frozen in despair
Long Ling knew that it was not appropriate to anger the other party at this time, but for some reason, the feeling of resistance he felt just now seemed to be purely subconscious.
Before Long Ling could figure out why he did what he did just now, Lan'er stood up slowly, her expression full of infatuation but also seemingly full of despair. Her tone turned cold and said: "Don't you understand my thoughts yet? Do you still want to do that?"
Want to eat my flesh? Then I’ll give it to you!”
After saying that, he stood up and took out a dagger from under the fur blanket on the bed. Holding the dagger in his right hand, he pressed it against his left arm and said, "Here you go, give it all to you!" After that, he stabbed it hard.
;;;;;;;;;; I heard here, Star Yue's heart was shocked, and the python in the consciousness also screamed: "玊 玊!"
Xingyue remembered that Mang once said that his reincarnation was the dragon spirit, so this Lan'er was most likely the reincarnation of the Yingying, so he could recognize the dragon spirit, especially since he had to cut his flesh for him in the end. Xingyue kept guessing in her mind,
The more I think about it, the more it feels right.
The python could detect the thoughts in Dao Xingyue's heart, but at this moment it said categorically: "That person is definitely not the reincarnation of Yan Ying."
Xingyue thought in her heart: "How could it not be?"
Mang seemed to have lost his surprise and said calmly: "The relationship between me and Ye Ying is by no means a simple love between man and woman. If Ye Ying really recognizes Long Ling as my reincarnation, then she will never
Produce emotions such as hatred, anger, etc.”
Xingyue thought in her heart: "It's been so long, maybe Yan Ying will turn into hatred because of love?"
Mang said firmly: "I have been with her for thousands of years, and I still have some confidence. If I can meet her again, I will definitely stay together forever, but there will never be any feelings between a man and a woman. Do you understand?
?”
"I don't understand," Xingyue asked in her heart, "but if Lan'er is not a warbler, why did she say those words?"
The snake said: "That person must have been invaded by the spiritual wisdom of the Yingying, which caused confusion in his consciousness. He didn't know who possessed the memory of the Yingying and confused his own memory, so he did such an extreme thing."
Speaking of the soul of spiritual wisdom invading the body, Xingyue remembered that she had fallen into chaos after being stabbed by the jade sword, and only returned to normal when she thought of Ningshuang. Then Lan'er's subjective consciousness is likely to be still imprisoned in chaos.
Unable to escape
Long Ling continued: "After that, the tall man named Brian rushed in and stopped Lan'er. After that smelly girl named Tong'er came, she insisted that I was the one who caused her sister to be like that. Lan'er
She kept saying that she wanted to marry me instead of the mountain god. This made the stinky girl even more violent and punched me. She also claimed that she would be the first to sacrifice me to the mountain god tomorrow. It turned out to be two sisters. One acted weirdly and the other was savage.
overbearing"
After finishing speaking, he sighed deeply and was speechless.
In order to ensure that they didn't sleep, the three of them chatted without a word. During this period, occasionally someone came to bring food, which was all delicious meat.
The only source of light in the dungeon was the gap in the iron door. Gradually, the light became darker and darker. Instead, Xingyue's spirit became better and better.
The topics they talked about during the day have also changed from some more meaningful topics to now reciting spiritual spells and martial arts operation procedures to each other.
Among the three, Long Ling is naturally resistant to toxins, while Xingyue has stronger energy at night. Only Ningshuang can't stand the infection of wolf botulinum toxin the most, and she wanted to fall asleep several times until later,
Seeing Ningshuang's uncomfortable look, Xingyue could only say: "Shuang'er, no matter what happens while you sleep, I will protect you."
Not long after Ningshuang fell asleep, the iron door was suddenly opened, and an old man holding a torch slowly walked in. It was the strong old man Xingyue had seen last night.
This man responds to every call in the village and is highly respected. He should be the village chief.
Xingyue saw that he was no longer using a crutch and said with a smile: "The village chief doesn't even use a crutch at this moment. Could it be that the so-called mountain god appears?"
Long Ling hated Tong'er deeply in his heart, and seized the opportunity to sneer: "The walking stick must have been used by the daughters to play with, maybe it has been chopped into two steps."
The village chief ignored the two men's sarcasm and held up a torch to shine in front of them. After looking at them carefully for a while, he asked with doubts on his face: "Are there any knights among you?"
Neither of them expected that the old man would say such irrelevant words, and they looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
The village chief inserted the torch into an iron ring on the wall, and it just stuck. Then he sat cross-legged on the damp bottom, looking back and forth at several people, and asked: "Do any of you have dragon wings?"
Templar?"
Xingyue scratched her head and said tentatively: "I am not a Dragon Wing Templar..."
His tone was very long, and he relied on the delay to observe the village chief's expression. Sure enough, the village chief showed obvious disappointment for a while. Xingyue continued what he said just now: "...but he is!" He kept talking.
Long Ling
The village chief suddenly looked expectant, looked at Long Ling and asked, "Are you really a knight?"
Who is Long Ling? After hearing Dao Xingyue's tone, he already knew what he was paying attention to. He nodded and said: "Exactly."
The village chief was overjoyed and extremely excited, but suddenly his face darkened and he said, "It's not that easy to deceive me. Do you know the name of the move where you can slash with a knife and attack the enemy with strength?"
Long Ling said without thinking: "Blade Impact, a fifth-level martial skill that gathers spiritual energy on the blade and strikes it out in a straight line, can greatly increase the power of the powerful attack, and can also attack the enemy from a distance."
The two of them memorized the spiritual martial arts skills here all afternoon, and they had already memorized the more commonly used tricks such as Blade Impact.
The village chief's eyes shone, but he suppressed his excitement, his expression still vigilant and said: "Yes, I will ask you again, when two parties compete, they can block the opponent's strong force with very little effort.
What’s this trick called?”
Long Ling said: "Shen Yun's strike makes the opponent's strength slowly collapse, as if he was cutting on the clouds."
The village chief no longer concealed his excitement. He changed his knees from sitting to kneeling. He said to the dragon spirit: "Your Majesty, please accept the old man's bow."
Long Lingna expected that he would act like this, and hurriedly stood up to help him up. Then he fell down and sat down with his legs weak, and said miserably: "What's so good about being a knight? I still don't want to be a prisoner now."
When he heard the words 'prisoner', the village chief suddenly took a few steps back, his face revealing a strong sense of entanglement, as if he had been coming to a conclusion on a very important matter for a long time before he said to Long Ling: "
I'll let you go." He pointed at Xingyue and Ningshuang and said, "But these two people must be sacrificed to the mountain god."
Xingyue regretted for a while, why didn't she talk about her knight first? It was too late to change her mind now.