Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 152: Blood Pool
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The woman in black glanced at the lotus flower in her hand, quite satisfied, looked towards the Lin family villa, coveted the golden eagle.
She also wanted to collect the golden eagle easily. A long roar came from the distance of Shanlan, and a figure came from mid-air with moonlight behind her back. Hearing the howling, the black-clothed woman's complexion changed, and her body turned, a cloud of blood rose, and she disappeared in an instant.
The man Fang chased him, his beard and hair were white, but his complexion was ruddy. Lin Luoran would be surprised here. This man is the old man Mu who is far away in the imperial capital.
"Where are the people?" Mr. Mu galloped all the way from the plane under Rongcheng, only to see Huizhu's apprentice Xiaoan lying on the ground, covered in blood, but the person he was about to capture was nowhere to be seen.
"Running." Huizhu fed Xiaoan a pill and told his disciples to carry him back, before he said lightly: "I also caught Lin Luoran and left."
Master Mu was said to be sweating profusely, "You watched her being taken away?...If her master knows, how can we explain it?"
Huizhu drooped his eyelids and threw the whisk in the other direction. If nothing happened, he said, "Isn't she a mystery? I'm going to see her strength and how she will get out of trouble... If it's a defenseless treasure, she Why should we care about the master’s strength?"
Huizhu couldn’t be more reasonable, but Mr. Mu sighed. He is not as open as Huizhu. Seeds like Lin Luoran are now dwindling in the practice world, so why bother Lose one for nothing?
Huizhu raised her foot and walked away. He didn't want to say anything. Seeing Junior Mu's beard blowing and staring, he explained lightly: "She uses blood to escape and can't catch up."
Master Mu's expression is like eating a fly and blood escape-it has only been five short years since the last time. She has been able to use high-end goods such as blood escape. It can be seen that in the past five years, she did not know how to practice again. How many "spiritual pills"...every time Mr. Mu thinks of that year, he is full of regret.
However, in this world, if you regret taking medicine, probably many things will have different results, right?
What Elder Mu suddenly remembered at this moment was that grandson Mu Tiannan looked at the hippie smiling face, but actually loved the frown quietly when there was no one.
People with a firm mind are most likely to have obsessions. Such temperament can be good or bad-one thought can become immortal, and one thought can transform demons.
Even though they are the so-called celestial beings who are equipped with the foundation, how difficult is it to find a ray of fairy fate in today's smoky world? Elder Mu had lived more than one hundred and five years old, and felt helpless in the moonlit night. Looking towards the Lin family villa, did they know that their woman was captured by an evil demon?
The answer to Mr. Mu was that in the silent moonlight, the golden eagle made a slightly hostile cry.
Xiao Jin was born with inspiration and had the strongest sensitivity to evil, and suddenly lost Lin Luoran's breath. Xiao Jin’s guardian master's caring heart was in crisis. Li Xier and the others are not its masters. How can we order it to act, Xiao Jin He whispered a few times, his wings opened, and he rose into the sky, chasing him in the direction where Lin Luoran's breath disappeared.
Elder Mu looked at the direction the golden eagle flew away thoughtfully. I heard that this eagle is a bit strange. Did he go to find its owner?
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Lin Luoran woke up again, in a **** underground palace.
She was still half-dreaming and half-awake, feeling that she was in a boundless sea of blood, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that the scene before her was far more terrifying than the dream.
Two steps away from her lying down, there was a tumbling pool of red blood. The strong smell of blood told Lin Luoran that this was definitely not dye—it was human blood!
Lin Luoran felt weak and couldn't struggle to get up for a while. She turned her eyes to get a panoramic view of this place.
Speaking of the underground palace, she has only been in two in her life. One is the pitted underwater underground palace of the white-clothed female corpse in the secret realm. It is obviously the mausoleum, and also grows lotus flowers everywhere. What makes Lin Luoran disgusting, In this blood pool, there is also a remnant lotus, only lotus leaves, no flowers...Could it be that the one that the woman in black holds in her hand is the one that grew in this pool, right?
The black lotus growing in the blood pool.
Lin Luoran couldn't help but shudder suddenly.
Because he was lying on his side, Lin Luoran twisted his head hard and saw the top. It seems that the underground palace where the woman in white is corpse is much smaller. It's just that there are winding cracks in the walls, from the top to the surrounding walls, it is not counted that blood is leaking out. This blood is not counted as dripping, and finally all gathered in the blood pool and became one of them.
"Tick—" A drop of cool thing dripped on Lin Luoran's cheek, she looked down, and it turned out that it was not just the ceiling and the wall, but there was no dry place in this place, even she herself was half. All of them were lying in a pool of blood, and a green skirt was stained with blood, and the color seemed to make people vomit out even overnight.
She feels soft and does not know how long she has been lying here. This feeling of ineffectiveness, she had experienced from Zou Yaowei in the alley of the Blue Bird Club, needless to say at this time, this is naturally the ghost of a woman in black.
"Come out, where are you!" Lin Luoran yelled loudly. She thought she was a violent drink, but actually faintly mosquitoes. The last time I was hit by Zou Yaowei’s powder mist, it seemed that the beads had taken the initiative to detoxify. Lin Luoran felt that something was wrong and was about to check the beads. The woman in black's voice rang:
"At a young age, there is a cultivation base in the later stage of Qi training, which is really a jealous talent..."
Lin Luoran raised her head, and the black-clothed woman's face stayed a foot away from her head, as if looking at Lin Luoran's appearance.
After a while, the black-clothed woman "tsk tsk" twice, and her fingertips slipped across Lin Luoran's forehead, "It's a pity, it's a good one, but now it's going to sacrifice my blood pool." /
Lin Luoran spoke a bit laboriously, but still couldn't help but said: "You killed so many people like this... Is it worth it?"
She dragged her parents to practice together, and the way forward was elusive. If she was piled up with blood, she could only repair the "devil". If the purpose of cultivating immortals is to travel freely between heaven and earth, what about cultivating demons?
"Is it worth it?" The woman in black laughed delicately, and at first she bent down and couldn't straighten her body. Finally, she laughed so much that she almost shed tears.
How can a distinguished disciple like you experience the feeling of being abandoned?
Whether it's worth it... She also used to seek immortal fate in the deep mountains and green waters, because of her poor aptitude, when others were practicing, she was practicing, and when others were resting, she was still practicing.
But what about the result?
When a woman in black thinks of the old things many years ago, her emotions will inevitably become agitated, causing the pool of blood to roll over--that's why she hates this, hates lying on the ground like this, she has cultivated at a young age. An angry woman!
If she is a waste repair, then all the geniuses in the world of practice will fall with her!
The woman in black laughed again, the water in her eyes has long been gone:
"It's very quiet now, we can discuss Dan Dao!"
She looked at the direction of the blood pond as she spoke condescendingly, and it seemed that something funny was there. Lin Luoran couldn't help turning his head and looking at it--
It was her unconscious right hand, her wrist resting on the blood pool, and a scarlet wound was just above the bead, dripping blood slowly into the pool.