In the crowd.
Xu Yuan grabbed the World Treasure and nimbly weaved through the crowd, trying to escape to the outer perimeter.
Success is within reach.
Linghu Lan took a deep breath, her spiritual energy surging within her, and roared with the Buddhist Lion's Roar:
"Song Cheng, Xu Yuan, you guys did a really great job bringing the vampire here!"
Mo Wen stumbled and couldn't help but look back at Linghu Lan, who was shouting slogans loudly outside the crowd. He was startled by her inexplicably comical words!
You're really great!
He suppressed a smile, and his keen intuition quickly identified Song Cheng, so he swiftly walked towards him.
If you're going to kill someone, kill the most important one, the one who brought the vampire. Don't underestimate them.
Linghu Lan's voice was full of spiritual power; it was the authentic Buddhist lion's roar.
The group, who had been driven somewhat mad by the stimulants and the Elf Wings, suddenly came to their senses.
The elven wing, which was slaughtering people everywhere, was suddenly stunned and fell to the ground, its wings trembling.
Soon, he was torn to pieces by the enraged crowd.
Xu Yuan gripped the world's treasure tightly in her hand and glared angrily at Linghu Lan.
This woman is asking for it!
However, she doesn't have time to kill her right now.
She wanted to slip away from the crowd quickly.
However, without the 'disturbance' of the fairy wings, everyone's focus immediately returned to wishing and the World Treasure.
"You little bitch, you're the one who brought the vampire in here."
"If I don't kill you to vent my anger today, I'll change my surname!"
"Damn it! The most vicious heart is a woman's. Now I understand what's going on. You bitch, I'll beat you to a pulp!"
"That vile woman is vicious. What does it have to do with us? Cursing is one thing, but personal attacks are another!" one woman said indignantly.
"I thought I was ruthless enough, but I never expected someone as ruthless as you?"
Xu Yuan plunged a knife into a person's neck with swift and decisive movements, imbued with an artistic beauty.
She sneered, "The pot calling the kettle black. Everyone who comes here has blood on their hands. Who is cleaner than whom? You? You? Or you? Whose hands haven't been stained with blood? If you have the guts, step forward!"
The crowd was speechless, a sense of anger spreading through them, yet they were unable to refute it.
Even among the few remaining individuals with a sliver of conscience, there are differences in the methods of killing, even when it comes to murder.
Killing someone with an elf wing—the sheer terror of watching your own blood slowly drain away, until the last drop is gone, would make you wish you were shot a hundred times over.
That's a form of mental torture!
Being killed by a knife or a sword is different from being killed by a knife or a sword.
However, they still killed people in the end, only their methods were different, and there was no way to refute it!
"Pah!"
"Why waste your breath arguing with this bitch? Kill her!"
Xu Yuan sneered, "Ha! Not going to say anything? If you have the guts, step forward!"
"I!"
"Who?" Xu Yuan was a little confused. The feeling was very strange, like an unsolvable problem suddenly having an answer!
"Me!" Linghu Lan straightened her back, a smile playing on her lips.
Everyone: "..."
Intuitively, the people did not believe Linghu Lan.
However, the anger caused by Xu Yuan's retort earlier made everyone voluntarily make way for them.
Linghu Lan slowly walked over and stood in front of Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan felt her heart pounding; the closer she got, the more she could sense the deep malice Linghu Lan harbored towards her.
This woman is no ordinary person!
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