Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 91: Test or choice?

With the announcement of the system, Ling Lan appeared again in front of a black whirlpool, directly inhaling her.

Rely on, come again! Ling Lan is speechless, can't the learning space be gentle? However, with the previous experience, this time, Ling Lan is not so embarrassed.

Still unable to determine the sense of time, Ling Lan only felt that suddenly she was bright, she knew she was thrown out.

Sure enough, as for the first time, it was directly shackled in the air, but this time Linglan was ready to land in an absolutely beautiful posture, Ling Lan decisively applauded his outstanding performance.

Of course, the necessary checks before landing are still needed. Ling Lan has not forgotten the insidiousness of the study space... Well, absolutely insidious to the extreme, Ling Lan, who has often been recruited, has learned the instinct to be cautious at all times.

The location where Linglan landed was a ridiculous hillside, completely exposed to the loess outside, without the thriving, beautiful and vigorous vitality of the valley. In the end, the land was dry and yellow, and the green representing life was almost invisible. There is only a depression and a desolate, and there is even a sense of despair.

What is even more frightening is that one of the vicissitudes of the ancient road has been dyed with a blood red, and the corpse is everywhere.

Not far from Linglan, some frightened people are desperately running forward, but behind are people who are chasing their swords and chasing them.

Ling Lan understands that this is definitely the scene in the second grid, but there is no hero in the picture, but she has more Ling Lan.

Is this a test? See what choices you make, the messengers of justice or the ruthless bystanders?

It is a good thing to be helpful. Ling Lan thinks this is the foundation of being a man, though. There must be a premise that she has the ability to help each other. Or this person is not worth her help.

Just like some of the people below, is the value of the fugitive not worth her shot? What are the strengths of those with weapons? Is it good or bad?

Ling Lan, who stood high on the top of the hill, looked coldly at the scene full of blood, and did not seem to see the passage of life.

Why, those people only want to escape, not to resist? Ling Lan looks a bit complicated, like pity seems to hate and seems to lose some hope, in fact, the number of those people is not much less than the other side, really want to resist. Not necessarily without a chance.

Ling Lan saw that he was at the forefront. The person’s eyes were all born, and there was even a kind of madness at all costs. Ling Lan suddenly felt that he had some understanding.

In the face of life and death, humans subconsciously choose the road they think is the safest and most reliable, just like the now desperate scene, as long as he runs faster than others, he can get rid of the scope of cutting edge. Then he has the hope of living...

This is the instinct of human beings. It is a deep inferiority. It is a devil. In this desperate moment, it is released.

Ling Lan couldn't help but smile. With ridicule, is this also a survival of the fittest?

It’s a pity... Ling Lan’s gaze casts on the killers, the banter in their eyes. Taunt is so obvious. This proves that the escape of hard work is in vain. Everyone can't escape the sharp edge of their hands, only they are enjoying the killing. Play a game of cats and mice, and watch the performance of the ants.

Ling Lan actually remembered the war of Japanese invasion of China in her previous life. The few 20,000 Kanto Army could invade the entire three provinces. This result is undoubtedly very ridiculous. It is necessary to know that the population of the three provinces alone can crush these Kanto. The army is going back and forth, why are they so easy to invade? Is there a component of some people who are despicable?

Ling Lan smiled and shook his head, and discarded the distracting thoughts in his heart. Now Ling Lan is only Ling Lan in this life, and has nothing to do with the past life.

At this time, at the end, an old man who had been too old had never escaped the sword. He screamed and fell to the ground. At the same time, he would push the teenager who had been running him to push it out...

"Little dragon, run!" I already know that there is no hope of survival. Before the temporary, I will pass over a chasing murderer around him and hold a madness on his face.

The teenager who was pushed away did not dare to stop. He could only run forward with tears in his face. He could not waste the vitality given by his loved ones.

The old man was quickly hacked to death by a knife. One of the murderers vomited a sip when he closed his hand. He said: "I want to survive from our hands? Tm is really a dream."

Dreaming? Ling Lan’s right hand quietly pulled a sharp dagger from the side of his calf, clenched the blade handle and stuck it at the tiger's mouth, while the left hand pulled a very short three-legged thorn from his back, and she decided to help these. The fugitive, the madness of the old man before his death proves that they are not cowards, but no one to ignite their anger and courage.

Perhaps Ling Lan’s murderousness is too strong. Some murderer who was enjoying the killing pleasure turned his head and turned to Ling Lan’s side. Of course, Ling Lan did not choose to evade. She looked at each other so high, waiting for their actions. .

The man saw that he was a child, excited and killed a lot of adults. He was a little tired, maybe this poor bunny could bring more fun. He pointed to Ling Lan to the people around him and gestured to bring the child.

One of them came out of the crowd and ran towards Linglan. Linglan saw it and suddenly turned and ran. This action was too normal. The child would behave like a scared person or thing.

The movements of Ling Lan let the people who escaped noticed too. Ling Lan clearly heard the horror from the inside, and even several screaming sprints!

Even if human nature is on the verge of collapse, do these people still have a little virtue of loving children? People really are extremely complicated, and they are hard to protect themselves. When they see a weaker existence than themselves, they will involuntarily pay their own concerns.

However, at this moment, Ling Lan has not been able to think about it, because the murderer who has been separated has chased it and ran to the high slope.

"Bunny scorpion, don't run, slammed back with Grandpa, let's have fun..." The man's face was so excited that he put his tongue out and licked his lower lip. He was trying to use what way to torture his eyes. This looks very pitiful, and it is actually very poor and pitiful.

Ling Lan originally wanted to kill the other party, because she had already led the other person to the blind spot of everyone, but after hearing this, she changed her mind and decided that everything was good, so that the other party could successfully catch her.

Ling Lan did not want to let go of these people, she wants to leave all of them here. It is not easy to do this. Ling Lan didn't know if the other person had the kind of message that conveyed the message in an instant. If she did it, the responsive person would pass her message out. This is definitely not a good thing.

Ling Lan wants to help these poor people, but does not want to get into big trouble. To avoid this, she must kill all the enemies here. If these people are not prepared, it is confident to kill her in an instant, but how to let them put down their guards to keep her close... This is the only difficulty for Ling Lan, and now, this difficulty no longer exists.

Ling Lan was screaming and caught by the other side. She struggled desperately, but how can the young body break free from the brute force of the grown-up? The man happily carried Ling Lan back. Behind him, Ling Lan’s left-handed spurs had been aligned with each other’s heart. As long as there was a change, the spurs pierced them mercilessly.

"Head, there is a cute little mouse." Seizing Ling Lan's fierce beast dropped Ling Lan directly into front of their leader, Ling Lan looked at them in horror.

The original escaped people, now surrounded by several other murderers, forced them to come to Linglan here. Sure enough, they are just playing these poor people, let them always mistakenly think that there is still the possibility of living.

Ling Lan Yuguang saw that the people who were forced back by the sword looked desperate and ruined. The speed at which the opponent suddenly broke out made them understand that they had no hope at all, so they gave up on themselves.

"Why do you want to admit defeat? Then you wouldn't want to blog? Linglan hates defeat and admit defeat. Life is his own. Even if it is terminated, it should be chosen by himself. Isn't it?"

"It doesn't look like people in their village. It's really watery." The leader suddenly saw that Ling Lan was different. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were confused and doubtful.

Ling Lan’s expression has not changed. In addition to panic or panic, a six-year-old child faces a stranger and faces the dangerous performance... Well, thanks to the No. 5 instructor, I have taught these useful and useless things, but now Used up.

"Perhaps it is the car of the caravan. Didn't we rob a caravan in the ancient road yesterday?" One of them disagreed, and some of the fish that were leaking were normal during the robbery.

The words of his men have relieved the doubts of the leader. Of course, he did not have much doubt. He just felt a little confused. After all, a child of five or six years old could be in danger~ www.NovelMTL.com~ even if he took the kitchen knife, he would have to worry about it. Will not cut himself.

"Yes, then let's have fun." The head of the game made everyone around you laugh, and there are a few who are even eager to move. I want to torture this poor little mouse. The extreme panic on the child's face will be very interesting. It.

Others who were driven to watch were not afraid to speak out. They were afraid that they would have some sounds, and those who were tortured and killed would be themselves.

Of course, there are a few people who even have a sinful thought. If the child is satisfied with these devils, will they not kill them...

Ling Lan originally did not expect these people, but she did not expect that some people in this group would openly ask for mercy: "Please let him go, he is just a child..."

Ling Lan Yuguang saw that the boy who was being pushed by the old man was talking. He was pleading, and of course he was desperate. Maybe he knew that the opening had no effect at all, but he still spoke, for the almost nonexistent May and hope. (To be continued.)

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