Chapter 666： Flee

The stabbing was very fierce, and Lin Mo watched the opponent's body suddenly shoot out a **** arrow.

In order to prevent the other party from playing tricks, Lin Mo deliberately avoided the splash of blood, standing one meter away and looking at the man in black suspiciously.

"What's the matter? I would self-mutilate if I couldn't beat me. I thought that this is Chaos Continent, and it is not popular to touch porcelain."

Lin Mo smiled.

But the man in black didn't pay attention to him. As the blood drained, the black man began to tremble.

Lin Mo was not busy, so he just watched him acting here.

The man in black's knife was directly inserted into his chest, and the blood flowed out very quickly, but after a few breaths, there was already a large pool of blood under his feet.

His blood is different from the two monsters, one large and one small. Although it is darker and thicker than a normal person's, at least it looks like blood.

"Hey, are you really going to seek death by yourself?"

Lin Mo watched for two minutes and couldn't help but ask.

The black man did not answer him, but suddenly leaned forward and knelt directly on the ground.

His body gradually became rigid and became cold, Lin Mo frowned slightly, and began to be a little confused.

Isn't it really dead?

Lin Mo stepped forward and gently tore off his hood.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, his skin is sickly pale, his appearance is no different from ordinary people, and it doesn't look like he has been transformed by a special magic industry.

Lin Mo stretched out his hand to test his breath, only to find that this guy had really stopped breathing.

Lin Mo stood there in pain, feeling speechless for a while.

What is this...

This is the first time I saw the two armies fighting and stabbed myself to death...

"He's not dead."

The voice of the Dragon King suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Lin Mo immediately took two steps back subconsciously and left the corpse.

"What I said was that his soul was not dead, but his body was dead. Why are you so scared, and with your strength, would you be nervous because of such an ant-like opponent?"

The dragon king chuckled lightly.

Lin Mo suddenly blushed.

Although his strength is almost under the **** level, he still feels like an ordinary person in his subconscious.

After all, he has only been in this world for less than a year.

In plain and easy-to-understand terms, he suddenly became rich, but his temperament did not keep up.

This kind of awkward feeling is definitely incomprehensible to ordinary people, and Lin Mo didn't bother to explain anything to the Dragon King.

"Next time you speak, please speak clearly."

Lin Mo spit out.

"What do you mean? His body is dead, but his soul is not dead. Is there any ghost theory on Chaos Continent?"

"Go and see, what does the knife in his hand look like?"

The Dragon King reminded.

Lin Mo walked over and lifted the black cloak on the corpse and examined it carefully.

The blood gushing from the knife wound on his chest had already glued all the clothes together. Lin Mo ripped the piece of clothes apart with disgust, and then slowly pulled out the knife.

The whole knife is not the normal straight blade, his blade is curved, like a snake.

The blood groove engraved on it is more like a mysterious symbol.

The most peculiar thing is that there are inexplicable runes written on the handle.

The whole knife didn't look like a sharp weapon for murder, but more like a utensil for some kind of peculiar sacrifice.