Ling Mulao was leaning under the big tree, and with a flick of his long arm, another stone flew out, splashing crystal water wherever it passed.

Why is there a tightness in my chest, as if something is blocking me, and I want to vent.

Ling Mulao frowned. She had never experienced such a feeling before. She just felt unhappy, very unhappy, but she couldn't give an answer if she really asked herself.

"What a death-defying rhythm!"

With a muffled groan, another stone flew out.

However, no matter how many stones flew out, the depression in her heart only increased. On the contrary, as the stones flew out, the depression in her heart was filled little by little.

The erotic pictures of Nangong Yi hugging the brothel girl kept popping up in his mind, and even those restricted-rated pictures that he had peeked at in Prince Yi's Mansion also came to mind.

Don’t think about it anymore!

Ling Mulao took a deep breath and smashed all the stones in his hand into the lake. With a "gudong~" sound, the stones sank to the bottom of the water.

He clapped his hands and was about to turn around and go back.

Suddenly, the sparse shadows moved slightly and the leaves rustled.

Ling Mulao was suddenly startled. When he raised his eyes, he saw a red figure flying across the night sky.

The figure, the air conditioner, and the clothes were exactly the same as the woman seen in the Prince's Mansion.

With a frown on his face and a little step on his feet, almost as a conditioned reflex, Ling Mulao jumped up and quickly chased after him. His figure was erratic and his speed was extremely fast.

The wind whizzed past her ears, and the wind blew under Ling Muchao's feet. She didn't dare to neglect for a moment, so she could only reluctantly follow behind.

Suddenly, the red shadow flashed and disappeared like a ghost.

After a backflip, Ling Mulao landed lightly on the ground. Why did this place look so familiar?

By the way, it’s the deserted village outside the city!

But, why did the red shadow come here? Could it be...

As soon as the thought flashed, a miserable scream cut through the silent night sky like a sharp knife.

Oops, something happened!

Ling Mulao had a lightning-like figure and moved as fast as the wind. He looked for the direction from which the sound came and flew away.

In front of him, there was no blood, no fighting, no struggle, only ferocious faces, horrifying eyes, and shriveled corpses.

In just a moment, two people were killed, and the method was clean and neat.

His eyes swept across quickly, and there was no red figure anymore. Only the cold wind rose from the ground, blowing the white robe and making a hunting sound.

The midsummer night suddenly became eerie and cold, and even the moonlight was strangely pale.

Who is the red shadow? Is it a human or a demon?

Why suck human blood, heal injuries or practice martial arts?

What does it have to do with the man in black and silver hair, or is it just a coincidence?

Ling Mulao's thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, but he couldn't even get a clue.

"who?"

Suddenly, he felt countless eyes staring at him from the darkness. Ling Mulao suddenly stood up, raised his head and shouted coldly towards the night sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless men in black suddenly jumped out of the night and surrounded Ling Mulao from all directions.

Ling Mulao clenched his fists and his eyes were cold. Although he didn't move, he took in everything.

In such a formation, there were actually more people ambushing than the last time. The mastermind behind the scenes finally spent a lot of money.

Ling Mulao didn't move, and the group of men in black didn't dare to move. Last time, their entire army was wiped out, so naturally this woman cannot be underestimated.
Chapter completed!