After Mo Fanchen returned to his room, he didn't check his identity for the first time, but directly collapsed to the ground with a long sigh of relief.In his opinion, it is the hardest thing to disguise his identity in a group of smart people.Fortunately, the result of the last round of voting was not his own, and then he wiped the sweat on his head, until now he didn't understand why his killer didn't kill anyone, but Yun Zhongqing died.But what he knew was that he wasn't destined to get a good rest tonight.He stood up and looked at the red paper on the bed with two large characters written on it, civilian.The short knife and black robe that were originally used as killer props have disappeared, although Zhuge Zheng had intended to mention Meng Ting's current situation before, inducing the killer to choose the target on that woman.But except for that woman, I don't have a deep background and my strength is not strong, I'm afraid it's also a good target to start with.He picked up the leg of the chair that had been split with a short knife yesterday and carefully crouched in the corner, only with his back against the wall could he feel a little safe.At the same time, the real killer has learned his identity.Unlike yesterday's killer Mo Fanchen, he first ate some food to replenish his strength, then put on a black robe and picked up a short knife.Directly said loudly: "Teleport me to Meng Ting's room!"
”Looking at the bronze gate that suddenly appeared, the black-robed man stepped into it decisively.Meng Ting was carefully rubbing her arms, originally she thought that the previous impact had completely destroyed her arms, but now it seemed that she was just simply numb.However, there were still bursts of sharp pain in her chest, Meng Ting's originally relatively clear eyes were full of resentment, she hated everything around her, hated the dungeon keeper who shot at her, hated Yan Ruoxue, hated Lin Mo.She thinks that everything is caused by these people now, if it weren't for the fact that Lin Mo was the winner of the previous dungeon, she would not have rushed all the way to Jinting City after learning the news of the dungeon.Isn't it just to prove himself to Lin Mo by participating in this hellish trial!
She hated Yan Ruoxue even more, because Yan Ruoxue could completely stop herself from coming, otherwise she wouldn't have to suffer here.She didn't dare to hate the keeper of the underground palace openly, because she knew that a master who had reached a certain level could easily see through the thoughts of the weak, so she could only bury this hatred in the bottom of her heart.It wasn't until she saw a black-robed man appear in front of her that his resentful gaze turned into extreme panic, and she knew what this man was here for.And this black-robed man took off his hood, revealing a young face, his expression was full of hideousness and a hint of madness, he was Jiang Shuling.No one is not afraid of death, especially when death will come at any time, and that kind of waiting is the most terrifying.When Jiang Shuling saw that he was selected as a killer, all the original anxiety and despair were swept away, and he found a way out, as long as he could kill a person, he could use the killer's rules to teleport directly back to the Great Mo Dynasty.He'll be able to live!
He had also heard Zhuge Zheng's words before, so he knew very well that he could only solve Meng Ting with his delicate little body.Meng Ting looked at Jiang Shuling's bloodshot eyes, her brain was spinning rapidly, and a person could always have a little more urgency when he was about to die.She knows that she still has a way to live, that is, a quarter of an hour, as long as she drags Jiang Shuling for a quarter of an hour, then she can live!
Immediately, she tried her best to suppress her fear, and said in a delicate voice, "Jiang Gongzi, don't be in a hurry to do it first, how about we form an alliance, there is a Yue Nu Sword Society behind me, if you kill me, sooner or later you will be found by the Yue Nu Sword Society." ”Meng Ting quickly tore off her shirt lightly, revealing her fair skin, when she saw the fleeting lust in Jiang Shuling's eyes.Then he said, "Jiang Gongzi, you are the young president of the Righteous Qi Society, and I am also the leader of the generation of the Yue Nu Sword Society, I am willing to marry Jiang Gongzi, and I only ask Jiang Gongzi to let the little girl go." ”Jiang Shuling subconsciously wanted to nod, but the handle of the knife held in his right hand was full of coldness, which made him think of his current situation, he was lustful, but in front of life, everything was not so important.Meng Ting also noticed Jiang Shuling's transformation, so she hurriedly pulled the neckline open, and her seductive collarbone made Jiang Shuling lick her lips subconsciously.Meng Ting saw the opportunity and said, "Jiang Gongzi, I found out that you also have a trace of affection for my senior sister Yan Ruoxue, right, I can persuade my senior sister to marry you together."
And I am a god body in a wedding dress, and I am still a virgin, as long as Jiang Gongzi you get my body, not only will its strength increase greatly, but even its original qualifications will be reborn.But if you kill me, all this will be gone, and if you believe me, I will make a martial oath. ”Lin Mo, who was secretly observing all this, heard the words of the martial arts oath, and the corners of his eyes twitched subconsciously, and he almost couldn't help but slap this girl to death with his own hand.Jiang Shuling was very moved when he heard it, if he hadn't met Yun Zhongqing before, maybe he really agreed, although Yun Zhongqing didn't educate this bear child thoroughly, but it also made him understand a truth.It's just that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive people.At this time, when Jiang Shuling looked at Meng Ting again, his eyes were full of undisguised killing intent, and every step was extremely firm, he knew that if he wanted to live, he had to kill the woman in front of him!
Meng Ting saw that her lustful seduction had no effect at all, and when she was faced with this life-and-death situation, her original rational nerves were completely overwhelmed, and she shouted, "Jiang Shuling, if you really kill me, you don't want to live!"
The head of the Yue Nu Sword Club and my master will personally take action!
Your righteousness will surely perish!
You're going to be a lost dog, too!
You can't survive or die!
”And Jiang Shuling can't care so much now, or he has long thought of such a day, he knows that righteousness will be far inferior to the Yue Nu Sword Society, but he wants to live, even if he lives one more day.He really couldn't stand this underground palace trial, the feeling that he would die at any time made his nerves collapse in just one day, and then Yun Zhongqing's death already made him think too much.He strode forward, clenched the short knife and stabbed it directly into Meng Ting's chest, and the skin that could be broken by blowing was stained with a little bright red, so Meng Ting looked coquettish.But Jiang Shuling only had one thing to do in his eyes at this time, and that was to kill her!
Kill her!
Kill her!
Because the first knife was slightly stabbed, Meng Ting did not die immediately, her eyes were full of resentment and viciousness, she opened her mouth and said, "You will also die, you will also die, I believe Lin" Before she finished speaking, she saw a third person appear in this room.Dressed in a black and red brocade robe, the person wearing the mask of the Southern Ghost Emperor, she clearly saw that the brocade-robed man gently took off the mask with one hand, revealing a face that she was extremely familiar with but unfamiliar.Why do you have the same facial features, but they look like two different people?
’On the verge of death, Meng Ting looked at the eyes that were so cold that they did not contain a trace of temperature not far away.The resentment and viciousness in her eyes disappeared completely, leaving only a trace of relief and a trace of hindsight.'
No, he's not Lin Mo, no, since Jinyang City met again, he wasn't Lin Mo. ’Perhaps, I knew this for a long time, but I just deceived myself all the time. ’'What a cold man, Lin Mo, I'm finally going to see you, I hope you can forgive, no, you will definitely forgive me, because you have always been the Lin Mo who belongs to me. ’Jiang Shuling began to frantically stab Meng Ting in the chest with a short knife, until he confirmed that she was completely dead, and then he took a few steps back weakly and sat directly on the ground.Lin Mo finally understood Meng Ting's eyes.Sure enough, as the person who is most familiar with Lin Mo, he also found out, but it was too late. ’Lin Mo put on the mask of the Southern Ghost Emperor again, leaned down and patted Jiang Shuling's shoulder, who was still in shock.