Lu Lin shook his head: "It will kill people if they move. You are still moving. It's so stupid!"

He held the handle of the knife with one hand and swung a knife like lightning. The long sword with a flash of cold light drew a silver-white curve, and accurately passed Yin Zhongwei's neck.

Blood splattered out, the head flew up, and then fell to the ground with another thud, rolling on the ground for a few times, and landing at Ye Weilan's feet.

Then there was another sound, the sound of the human body falling to the ground.

Ye Weilan Yin Zhongwei's head still maintained a twisted joy on her face, her eyes wide open, just like her mother, she died with her eyes closed.

Lu Lin shrugged and looked at Ye Weilan with interest: "It's not that I won't kill you all the time. For your favor, I'll give you a chance. If you can give me a reason to satisfy me, I'll let you go."

Ye Weilan looked up at him.

The knife just now was too cruel and too amazing, and it had no natural indulgence and compassion for human beings.

What's more, Yin Zhongwei knew him.

She had only seen this kind of sword-waving aura in Qi Ye.

Ye Weilan hugged Ino tightly: "If you let me go, you will get a chance to be defeated or even killed."

Lu Lin touched his chin, and the blood-stained knife was placed on Ye Weilan's tender neck, smiling: "I killed you, which just stimulated him to get out of control. Wouldn't it be even more enjoyable to fight?"

The cold, sticky, terrifying blade was close to the skin. With a slight move, she would follow Yin Zhongwei's footsteps.

A cold sweat broke out on Ye Weilan's forehead and shook her head confidently: "Only I am alive, Qi Ye is the most powerful."

"What you said makes sense..." Lu Lin frowned, as if he was in a dilemma, and was very distressed: "The old guy asked me to take you away, but your family is now a wounded man, and it is not pleasant to fight. What should I do?"

Ye Weilan felt relieved, and it would be better to kill him directly.

However, this kind of pervert depends on your mood whether you kill someone or not...

Lu Lin thought for a while, and suddenly glanced at Ye Weilan's arms. Yining, who was covered with his eyes, was dissatisfied with not being able to see anything, and his white and tender hands pushed Ye Weilan's hands.

His eyes lit up and he clapped happily: "You are looking for girls who look the same as this boy's doll, right? You just want to be thinner, lively, and cry a little..."

Ye Weilan's eyes lit up and she asked, "Where is she?"

After solving a problem, Lu Lin put away the knife, carried it on his shoulder, and walked out swaying: "If you want to know where she is, come to the ruins of the ancient city to find me. Remember to ask him to recover his wounds and come back, bully the wounded, etc., which is annoying..."

Ye Weilan watched Lu Lin leave without any nostalgia.

As soon as he left, Qi Ye rushed in through another door. The truly dangerous person could detect the other party's breath several kilometers away.

Ye Weilan's expression relaxed and threw herself into Qi Ye's arms: "I'm scared to death..."

Qi Ye hugged her soft body, and his black eyes glanced at the dead Yin Zhongwei, with a cold look.

Ye Weilan has never had the experience of death over his head in half his life. He lay on Qi Ye's shoulder and did not move for a long time.

Yining was squeezed between the two of them, probably because he was squeezed and cried out loud.

Ye Weilan looked up, his eyes dripping wet: "He has seen Ino, let's go to the ruins of the ancient city to find him."

Qi Ye's vision froze her eyes, raised her thin lips, and a sharp murderous aura poured out: "I will kill him!"
Chapter completed!