Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 267: If it steals the light
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The sky was suddenly dark, and there was a lot of confusion among the people present, especially when the fiery red arrow that was originally brilliance and flowing suddenly dimmed and fell before reaching the destination, making the monks on the other side confused. .
The undead blood family made the final blow, and there were a few screams in the dark, and the Chinese monk was even more panicked.
Someone thought of fireball in a panic, and hurriedly cast it out, but they just saw someone seriously injured and fell to the ground. The most effortless fireball technique used to be the size of a bean oil lamp while breathing, and then went out.
Isn't fire allowed here? The monks have always felt that the Five Elements Magic is omnipotent. They have never encountered the situation at this time. How can this be good?
Not everyone has a clear vision like Lin Luoran's, able to see things in the dark, the monks breathe harder in the dark, relying on each other to reduce casualties.
In this panic, a dim light suddenly lit up in a certain direction, illuminating this huge courtyard. Everyone looked in that direction, but it was Lin Luoran holding a plant he didn’t recognize. Flowers, shimmering, steadily radiating light sources, hoping to be suddenly lit by people. Many people will never forget this scene for life. Master Lin holding a huge luminous flower, his profile illuminated by the flower, calm and calm, comforting They lost their flustered hearts.
Because of the space, Lin Luoran is simply picking up ragged temperament. The luminous plants collected in the Kalahari Desert were not expected to be used at this time.
With the light, someone tried to tear up the "black cloth" that seemed to be over everyone's heads, and each made a tentative attack, but they all seemed to sink into the ocean without movement.
After slashing a sword, Lin Luoran didn't want to waste spiritual power, and stopped the attack, temporarily shifting his attention to the stable monk.
She remembered that there seemed to be some night pearls? Forget it, just pick up this luminous plant and don't sway it anymore.
Everyone leaned against her. In fact, after that moment of panic, they remembered that even if the fire is not allowed to exist, the magic weapon they used, the brilliance after injecting aura, is not necessarily the same as fire.
The two brothers and sisters who were close together, including the bat demon, disappeared after the dim light lit up.
The monks took out their magic weapons and tried to brighten the courtyard. Lin Luoran thought for a while and "picked" a few luminous flowers from the space and distributed them.
No matter how good the method is, aura can't stand such a waste.
"Sister Lin, now...?" There are no traces of the blood in the yard, including the corpse capital that had not been burnt down before, and the capital was taken away, while on the side of the Chinese monk, several people were injured in the dark. Moaning in pain.
Lin Luoran thought a bit: "Save people first."
She has already stepped forward with the glow-in-the-dark flower in her hand. If the one who was injured the most was naturally the mid-Qi training monk who was almost sucked up by Roddick.
Everyone gathered the wounded together so that Lin Luoran could check it out. Those monks who had been assigned luminous plants automatically stood on the periphery, acting as a warning.
If you lose too much blood, you will be shocked and unconscious, but after all, it is a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, with strong physical functions and better hematopoiesis than normal. The monk in the middle stage of Qi training is confused and feels someone shaking in front of him. A rustling sound similar to the wind passing through the bamboo forest, is certain, "You just lost too much blood, it is not a serious problem, take a good rest."
He covered his neck with both hands, and the cool spiritual power was injected, and the burning heat in the wound quickly disappeared. He felt his eyelids heavy, and he really fell asleep.
Everyone saw Lin Luoran examine his injury, put a pill on the wound, and stood up easily.
"Uncle, how is Brother Mu?" A little monk beside him was anxious.
The last name is Mu? This surname is not very common. Lin Luoran glanced over his face. Wen Guanjing had already seen the clues and explained in a low voice, "He is Xiao Mu's cousin. This time he is pestering me. He came first, but fortunately it was fine, otherwise I really don’t know how to talk to Mu Lao."
Mu Tiannan's cousin? Looking closely at the similarities between her eyebrows, Lin Luoran suddenly remembered that from the time she had suffered in the Underground Palace of the Blood Pond, she hadn't seen that Mu Jiawan in a few years. It must have been many years before his children would also get soy sauce. Up? The situation did not allow Lin Luoran to think about it. She checked the remaining wounded monks again. The trauma was easy to handle, but one of them was unexpectedly attacked. His left hand was almost severed. Lin Luoran was a little sad, and the little monk was full of pain. It was white, and she was still comforting her. How could she not know that this monk's hand was just useless.
Although it was not the right hand of Pinyin, Yang Guo was what everyone wanted to be. Lin Luoran fixed his severed hand for him, stopped the bleeding, and was silent for a moment.
Xiao An, who has been silent for a long time, kept silent, but said in a whisper, "Maybe there is a way to extend his hand...Dragon..." He knew that there were a lot of people at this time and it was about Dragon Palace. Xiao An couldn't help being vague.
Xiao An wanted to talk about dragon...marrow? Lin Luoran heard something meaningful and nodded to him, motioning to speak later.
Xiao'an went to the Dragon Palace in Dongting for the dragon marrow, such a treasure of heaven and earth, if Huizhu didn't use it, then it might be for Xin Yuanping... Maybe it was because of her breaking her hand?
Lin Luoran guessed that she still didn't know how to use the dragon marrow, but she remembered the dragon palace treasure mentioned in the bamboo slips of the Han tomb. In addition to the "spiritual wood that nourishes the soul? She is already raising funds to purify the waters of Dongting. She always has hope for completing the previous mission. It is best to get such a gift at that time, so she can't think of a solution.
Lin Luoran comforted the little monk. He didn't say anything to death. Sometimes he rashly gave people hope, but if he couldn't do it in the end, it would turn the favor into hatred.
Seeing that she gave first aid to the injured and treated them properly, the little monk who asked about Mu Xiaoliu's injury earlier asked quickly: "Uncle Master, what did we just do now?"
Lin Luoran saw that the atmosphere was a little sluggish, and deliberately slowed down everyone's confidence, smiled and asked, "What is your name?"
The little monk took a sneak peek at Wen Guanjing. Wen Guanjing couldn’t wait to pretend not to know him, but he heard the little monk say: "The junior surname is Wen, the name is Runlan, and he comes from the Shushan Wen family."
It turned out to be a junior of the literary family? These cultivating families were also united at critical moments. Even the juniors in the early stage of Qi training were willing to send them to risk, but Lin Luoran's bad impression of them was slightly diminished.
There was a faint smile on everyone's faces, and the sense of loss of darkness suddenly fell, Lin Luoran and Wen Runlan were turned away from the conversation.
It took a while for Wen Runlan to realize that Lin Luoran was using him as a kid, and she was a little upset: "Uncle Master, you haven't answered my question yet!"
Seeing everyone's eyes are blazing and waiting for her answer, Lin Luoran doesn't know where this change started, she has become the backbone of this group of cultivators.
"Run Lan, you said that if someone suddenly turns off the light in your room, what does he want to do?"
Wen Runlan wrinkled her nose: "Scare me?"
This kid looks eighteen or nineteen years old, so honest, but it's totally different from Wen Guanjing. Lin Luoran glanced at the latter, Wen Guanjing's clan's younger brother's naive answer made her face turn red. Can't bear to watch him being teased by Lin Luoran, and put his head aside.
Lin Luoran coughed dryly, "If someone turns off the light suddenly, it's nothing more than to scare you, trap you, or say that he wants to deal with you but is not ready yet and must hold you back."
Wen Runlan seemed to understand, "Hold us...then what should we do?"
Lin Luoran looked at the glow-in-the-dark flower in his hand and pursed his lips: "If someone steals the light that belongs to you, we have to wait."
What are you waiting for? When the dead bat couldn't hold back his breath anymore, he took the initiative to jump out.
Think I would send people to explore the yard and rooms one by one, and then call you to break them one by one?
Dream you--
Lin Luoran clapped his hands, "Are you hungry? Uncle Master doesn't lack food, so he can definitely afford that bat monster."
Everyone has a black line on their faces, and Master Lin looks deserted, so why can I still think of eating at this time... Is this the difference between super genius and ordinary people? Look at this psychological quality of people, tusk!
Lin Luoran smiled on her face, but quietly cast her gaze into the darkness where the luminous plants could not shine.
The bat demon must have a strong sense of spirit, and it has enveloped this place, making her unable to detect any movement. What does it want to do? Lin Luoran was slightly shaken as to whether he was 100% sure of the hole cards he was relying on.
Wen Guanjing didn't know where she stole the courage, and quietly shook her hand behind her back.
Some cool backs of hands were covered with warm palms, Lin Luoran's eyelids twitched, but she saw Wen Guanjing looking at her without guilty, she knew it was nothing to do with Fengyue, everything was unspoken encouragement .
This kind of cognition gave Lin Luoran a subtle illusion. Even though she is now a step ahead of her foundation, she still stays in the Qi-training period Wen Guanjing, still more like the "brother Wen" she first met. , Will always give people a sense of peace of mind.
The situation suddenly changed. The monks and Lu Sanchun who stayed outside didn't know how to worry about them.
You have to get out as soon as possible-should you choose hard attack?
Lin Luoran was a little undecided.