Chapter 418 I hate killing, and I hate being killed even more

Author: Fu Lv

Chapter 418 I hate killing, and I hate being killed even more

The moment the thunder in the palm of his hand exploded in Song Lanyi's hand, a burst of yang and strong aura immediately swept away the evil spirit in the Taoist temple.

The moment the colorful tiger saw it, its eyes suddenly shrank, revealing a look of fear.

The magic of this sect can naturally restrain evil spirits.

Especially this thunder in the palm, when it is cultivated to the top, it can use the five kinds of masculine thunder, and it is famous for destroying evil.

The demon tiger wanted to turn around and run away, but it was already too late.

Song Lanyi scolded, and the wrist-thick thunder light in her hand was like a thunder snake swallowing purple light.

The thunder snake exploded in the air, like the long roar of a real dragon swimming around, sweeping through the entire Taoist temple.

The strong wind blew by, blowing off the cracked pieces of the clay sculpture one by one.

The lightning exploded violently on the colorful tiger, and its waist suddenly revealed a huge gap, covered in blood and flesh.

Blood gurgled out, and a strong fishy smell spread in the air.

The demon tiger was in pain, its eyes revealed a ferocious look, and it simply turned around again, revealing its smelly mouth, intending to swallow Song Lanyi whole into its belly.

Unexpectedly, Song Lanyi refused to evade, his body became slightly insubstantial, and he directly extended his hand into the demon tiger's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a palm thunder erupted again!

The demon tiger trembled violently, and it let out an inarticulate roar from the immense pain.

In an instant, Song Lanyi's hair and black clothes were stained with traces of blood.

She exploded the thunder in her palm with one hand, and opened the giant mouth of the demon tiger with the other hand. Her body was exuding the protective golden light of the Golden Light Spell.

The demon tiger was actually unable to do anything to her at this moment.

The crackling light of thunder flickered in the Taoist temple.

Qingxu Lao Dao crossed his arms with his chest and looked calm, which was in sharp contrast with the panic expressions of the people around him.

However, Zhu Mingshu was still a little uneasy.

There is no conflict at all between knowing that her sister can defeat the demon tiger and worrying about her being injured.

However, Taoist Priest Qingxu once said that the exercises Song Lanyi practiced were different from ordinary exercises. They required a lot of killing and blood, and they were used to support battles in order to improve their strength faster. In this troubled world, they could gain

a place.

But even so, when Zhu Mingshu saw the scars of varying depths on Song Lanyi's hands, she couldn't help but become angry.

She stepped forward and crushed the heads of the two demons trying to escape, one with each hand.

Just at this moment, an explosion that was several times louder than the previous roar sounded.

Song Lanyi was carrying the tiger's body, wearing blood-stained black clothes, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his fingertips. Under the candlelight, his young eyebrows showed a faint murderous aura.

Seeing her like this, Taoist Priest Qingxu put on a sincere smile on his usually casual face:

"You little girl, now you have a little bit of my true heritage."

Song Lanyi glanced at him and sneered in a sinister manner, "How can I be worthy of the Taoist Priest's true biography with a body like my own?"

Taoist priest Qingxu choked and cursed in his heart: This little girl is not only young, but her mind is smaller than the eye of a needle.

Didn't I just say that she has poor talent a few times...

Song Lanyi ignored Old Taoist Qingxu's reaction and turned to look outside.

Nowadays, the rain is getting heavier, the temperature has dropped sharply, and the inside of the Taoist temple has gradually become damp and cold.

Zhu Mingshu arranged for people to light up the fire again, while Song Lanyi cut off the skin and flesh.

Tiger meat is slightly fishy, ​​but if you sprinkle it with some salt and chew it carefully while warming it over the fire, it will be a good treat during the disaster years.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, the crowd nearby became a little commotion.

The injured man before was very angry, but he was frightened by Song Lanyi and Zhu Mingshu's ruthlessness and did not dare to make trouble in front of them.

He rolled his eyes and spoke quietly, and a burst of words spread among the victims...

When the tiger meat was roasted until it was fully cooked, Song Lanyi picked up a piece of meat with a knife, blew on it gently, and was about to put it to his mouth. Unexpectedly, an old lady came out halfway.

The old lady had a pair of squinty eyes, and the undisguised calculation in her eyes made her seem a little too shrewd.

I just heard her say, "Oh, little girl, how can you, a little girl, eat so much food? Even my eldest grandson hasn't eaten it yet. Are you so embarrassed to eat it?"

Song Lanyi didn't even give her any charity out of the corner of her eye, but ate the tiger meat slowly.

The smile on the old woman's face was slightly stiff.

Seeing that the piece of tiger meat in Song Lanyi's hand was getting smaller and smaller, she raised a short brow and said sharply, "Why do you, a girl, eat so much? Give it to me quickly, my eldest grandson is still hungry!"

Perhaps it was a coincidence that as soon as she finished speaking, a boy cried.

Everyone couldn't help but follow the crying sound.

Just this glance... left them speechless.

He was a chubby boy about eleven or twelve years old.

The little fat man acted recklessly, "Hey, I'm hungry, why can that bitch eat meat? I want to eat it too!"

When Zhu Mingshu heard this, her eyes turned cold.

Only the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed was heard.

In the flash of cold light, there seemed to be blood stains on the sword blade in Zhu Mingshu's hand that had not faded away.

The crying stopped suddenly.

Song Lanyi slowly finished eating the last piece of meat, raised her head, and did not look at the old and young.

Instead, he looked at the man hidden in the middle of the crowd.

This man was apparently the one who was injured by Zhu Mingshu before.

Song Lanyi took out a small knife, and before anyone could react, it turned into an afterimage and came to the man's side with the sound of howling wind.

Everyone was dazzled and heard a few painful wails before half of the man's tongue was cut off on the ground.

Song Lanyi wiped the blood off the knife and said lightly, "I have a mouth, but it's a pity that I can't speak. It's better to chop it clean."

The man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat due to severe pain.

When he heard this, he raised his head angrily. When he was frightened, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of hidden deep malice.

Song Lanyi took back the knife, turned around and left.

Just when she turned around, she happened to meet the man's eyes and her steps stopped.

"you hate me?"

Song Lanyi narrowed her eyes and looked at the man.

The man shook his head violently, then lowered his head, his broken hair covering the hatred in his eyes.

If one day he gains power, he will definitely crush this bitch's bones into ashes and divide his body into pieces. Only then can he avenge the hatred in his heart!

However, the moment this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard a sigh.

"It seems you want to kill me."

Immediately afterwards, his neck felt cold, and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

In his last glance before dying, he could only see Song Lanyi's expressionless face and her mouth that opened and closed.

She is saying:

"I hate killing people. But I hate being killed even more."

"So, you'd better go die."

First update~ My sister’s boyfriend came yesterday, and I just got out of school, so I don’t have time to write... T^T
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