Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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The sky was suddenly dark, and the people present were confused. Especially when the original flaming arrow of the brilliance suddenly dimmed the light, it fell when it had not reached its destination, and the other’s monk was chaotic.

There was a **** clan that made the last blow, and there were several screams in the darkness. The Chinese monk was even more heart-wrenching.

Some people think of fireball in a panic, and hurriedly cast it out, but they just saw someone seriously injured and fell to the ground. The usual less expensive aura fireball technique, but became the size of the soybean oil lamp in the breath, and then extinguished.

Here, does it not allow the existence of fire? The monks have always felt that the five elements of the technique are omnipotent. They have never encountered the situation at this time. How can this be good?

Not everyone has the clear eyes of Lin Luoran, who can see things in the darkness, and the monks in the dark have increased their breathing and are leaning against each other in order to reduce casualties.

In this panic, suddenly a light shone in a certain direction, illuminating this huge yard, everyone looked in the direction, but Lin Luoran held a flower that he did not know, Wei The light flickers, the light source is steadily radiated, and it is hoped that it will be suddenly lighted up. Many people will never forget this scene for life. Lin Shishu, who is holding a large luminous flower, is swayed by the flowers, calm and calm, and comforts them. heart of.

Lin Luoran, because of the space, is simply a smashing temper. The luminous plants that were collected in the Kalahari Desert were not expected to come in handy at this time.

With the light, some people tried to tear this piece of "black cloth" that seemed to be on the top of everyone's heads, and each made a temptation attack, but they were like a sinking sea, no movement.

After Lin Jianran smashed a sword, he did not want to waste his spiritual power. He also stopped the attack and temporarily shifted his attention to the stability of the monk.

She remembers, there seems to be some night pearls? Forget it, don't sway any more of this luminous plant.

Everyone leaned against her. In fact, after a moment of panic, they only remembered that even if they could not allow the fire to exist, the magic weapon they used, the brilliance that flashed after the injection of aura, was not necessarily the same as the fire.

The two brothers and sisters who had just leaned together, including the bat demon, disappeared after the light was shining.

The monks took out their own magic weapons and tried to make the yard brighter. Lin Luoran thought about it and took "a few luminous flowers" from the space and distributed it.

No matter how good the means, Aura is not able to withstand such waste.

"Mr. Lin Shi, now...?" There is no trace of the blood family in the yard, including the corpse capital that had not been able to burn before, but the Chinese monk is injured in the dark and is suffering.

Lin Luoran thought a little: "Save people first."

She is already holding the luminous flowers on her head. If the injury is the heaviest, it is naturally the mid-training monk who was almost sucked out by Roddick.

Everyone gathered the wounded together, and it was convenient for Lin Luoran to see. The monks who distributed the luminous plants automatically stood on the periphery and acted as a warning.

If a person loses too much blood, he will be shocked and comatose, but after all, he is a mid-training monk. His body function is strong and his hematopoietic ability is better than normal. The mid-temperate monk is confused and feels that someone is shaking in front of him and hears a similar wind. The sound of wearing the bamboo forest is very positive. "You just have too much blood loss, it doesn't matter, take a rest."

A pair of hands covered his neck, the cool spiritual power was injected, and the burning heat at the wound quickly disappeared. He felt the eyelids heavy and he really fell asleep.

Everyone saw Lin Luoran check his injury, turned a remedy in the wound, and his face stood up easily.

"Uncle Shi, how is the brother of the brother?" A little monk around him was anxious.

Surname Mu? This surname is not common, Lin Luoran eyes swept his face, Wen Guanjing has seen the clue, whispered: "He is Mujia Xiaoliu, Xiaomu's cousin. This time wrapped around me He came first, but fortunately, it didn't matter, or I really don't know how to talk to Mu."

Mu Tiannan's cousin? Looking closely at the eyebrows, there are some similarities. Lin Luoran suddenly remembered that she had suffered from her in the blood pool palace. She had not seen the Mujia for a few years. I thought that after many years, his children would also play soy sauce. What? The situation did not allow Lin Luoran to think about it, she looked at the remaining injured monks, the trauma is easy to handle, but one person was cold and could not be attacked, the left hand was almost cut off, Lin Luoran was a bit stunned, the little monk was sore White, still comforting her is fine, how can she not know, this monk this hand, I am afraid it is abolished.

Although it is not the right hand of Yan Yin, but Yang is also a person who is willing to be a man, Lin Luoran fixed his hand for his hand, stopped the blood, it was silent for a moment.

Xiao An, who has been silent for a while, whispered, "I may have a way to renew his hand... Dragon..." He knows that there are many people at this time, and it is related to the Dragon Palace. Xiao An could not help but say vague.

Xiao An is trying to say dragon... marrow? Lin Luoran heard the point, and nodded at him, indicating that he would say it later.

Xiao An went to Dongting Dragon Palace for the dragon's marrow. Such a heavenly treasure, if it is not for Hui Bamboo, it is very likely that it is for Xin Yuanping... Perhaps, is it for her broken hand?

Lin Luoran guessed that she still didn't know the usage of the dragon marrow, but she remembered the Dragon Palace treasures mentioned in the bamboo tombs of the Han Dynasty. In addition to "the spiritual wood that nourishes the soul, is there not a magic medicine that can rejuvenate the limbs? She is already In raising funds to purify the Dongting waters, there is always hope for the completion of the early mission. When you get such a gift, you can't think of a solution.

Lin Luoran comforted the little monk, did not say anything to death, sometimes rushed to give people hope, and finally can not do, but will turn the feelings into hatred.

Seeing that she had first aided the wounded and treated it properly. The former monk who asked Mu Xiaoliu’s injury, and quickly asked: "Uncle Shi, what do we do now?"

Lin Luoran saw that the atmosphere was a little depressed, deliberately slowing everyone's confidence, smiling and asked: "What is your name?"

The little monk sneaked a peek at Wen Guanjing, and Wen Guanjing could not pretend not to know him, but he heard the little monk said: "The younger surname, the name Run Run, comes from the Lushan writer."

It turned out to be a junior of the literary family. The key moments of these comprehension families were also united. Even the juniors in the early days of training were willing to send their risks. The impression that Lin Luoran had a bad impression on them was slightly diluted.

Everyone had a faint smile on his face, and the feeling of darkness suddenly came to a loss. Lin Luoran and Wen Runyu’s conversation were diverted from sight.

It took a while for Wenrun to hear that Lin Luoran was taking him as a child, and some were not happy: "Uncle Shi, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Seeing everyone's eyes eagerly waiting for her answer, Lin Luoran did not know where this transformation began, she has become the backbone of these monks.

"Run, you said that if someone suddenly turns off the lights in your room, what do he want to do?"

Wen Run wrinkles his nose: "Frighten me?"

This child, it seems to be eighteen or nineteen years old, so honest, can be different from Wen Guanjing, Lin Luoran looked at the latter, Wen Guanjing was made by the innocent answer of the family brother to make the old face reddish, can not bear to see again He was teased by Lin Luoran and took his head to the side.

Lin Luoran coughed twice. "If someone suddenly turns off the lights, it is just to scare you, trap you, or he wants to deal with you, but you are not ready, you have to hold you."

Wen Runzhen seems to understand and understand, "Take us... what should we do?"

Lin Luoran looked at the luminous flower in his hand and grinned: "If someone steals the light that belongs to you, we will only wait."

What are you waiting for? Waiting for the dead bat to be unable to hold back, take the initiative to jump out.

I thought I would send people one by one to explore the yard and the room, and then call you one by one?

Dreaming of you -

Lin Luoran clap his hands. "Are you hungry? The uncle is not short of food, and he can definitely afford it with the bat."

Everyone looks black, Lin Shishu looks cold and clear, how can you think of eating at this time... Is this the difference between super genius and ordinary people? This is the psychological quality of people, hehe!

Lin Luoran smiled on his face, but quietly turned his eyes to the darkness where the luminous plants could not shine.

The demon of the bat demon must be very strong, and it has covered this place, so that she can't detect it at all. What does it want to do? And the card that he relied on was 100% sure, and Lin Luoran’s mentality was slightly shaken.

Wen Guanjing did not know where to steal the courage, but actually carried her hand quietly.

Some of the cool backs of the hands were covered by the warm palms, and Lin Luoran's eyelids jumped, but he saw that Wen Guanjing had no guilty to face her, and she knew it. This is an irrelevant wind, and all the encouragement is not to be said.

This kind of cognition makes Lin Luoran have a subtle illusion, even if she is now leading a step-by-step foundation, still staying in the literary period of the Wenjing scene, or more like the "literary brother" who first met, the general meeting Give people a feeling of peace of mind.

The situation suddenly changed. The monks and Lu Sanchun who stayed outside were not aware of what they were worried about.

You must go out as soon as possible - do you want to choose a hard attack?

Lin Luoran has some uncertain ideas.