Chapter 2567

He was very clear in his mind that it would not be magma to crush Hanlin into this.

Ling Luoyu didn't dare to relax. He followed closely and guarded the surroundings.

With the deepening, the smell of sulfur gradually revealed a very familiar and shocking taste.

"It's bloody!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes are heavy, and she turns her head and looks at Meng Lao.

This kind of smell makes Meng Lao's eyes flash with a touch of panic.

"Old man You're not really in trouble, are you? "

He has been fighting with Hanlin all his life, and his blood is thicker than water.

If Hanlin really had an accident, his spiritual support would have fallen.

Mencius has been used to life and death, but when his close relatives and friends face the opportunity of life and death, his feet are still soft and dare not go forward.

"Child You Go ahead and have a look Look at that old thing Is it death or life... "

Ling Luoyu should go down carefully and wave away the fog.

The more forward, the stronger the smell of blood, and the heavier the fog, so that the smell of blood seems to be sticky on the body, unable to disperse.

"Bang..."

Ling Luoyu's foot kicks a thing, heavy and dull voice.

"What's going on, kid?"

Meng Lao's voice followed.

"You You don't see What's the matter? "

"There is a man on the ground..."

Ling Luoyu squatted down carefully and dispersed the mist.

"It's just that he's on his stomach..."

"Is it an old thing..." The sound of Meng Lao's footsteps came rushing.

Although I dare not see it, I really don't give up if I don't see it.

A man in black was lying there, motionless, with a pool of dried up blood under his body and several wounds on his body. His clothes were covered with blood stains.

"Not Hanlin?"

Meng Lao saw the figure of the man in black at a glance, and was immediately relieved.

But still not at ease will be put to pull over, after all, also sink the heart.

"It's not him..."

The man in black is about 30 years old, with dark skin and thick calluses on his hands. It seems that he is a boxing practitioner.

"Mencius, do you know him?"

Meng Lao tilted his head and looked at it for a while. He shook his head decisively: "I don't know. I haven't seen..."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

Ling Luoyu slowly eyes, eyes light Youmei.

"Don't you think it's unreasonable for him to appear here?"

“……”

"It means that the cultivation of this man is absolutely above him if he can smash grandfather Hanlin to leave footprints. But there are not many such people in the world of wilderness?"

Ling Luoyu said this, and Mencius realized that things were wrong.

Just now he only thought about the life and death of Hanlin, and did not think too much.

Now think about it carefully, and sure enough, there is something wrong with it.

"Good!! The cultivation of our disciples in mang Huang world is lower than that of each generation. If there is anyone who has such cultivation, I have no reason not to know But... "

He squatted down, pinched the man's cheek, looked at it carefully several times, and finally shook his head.

"I really haven't seen him!"

"That's strange Ordinary outsider can't enter here at all, and how did he enter here?! And How did you die? "

They looked at each other and suddenly looked around.

After a careful search, both were shocked.

"Here There was no sign of fighting If there was a fight, it would be the footprints and the dead man just now... " Old Meng was confused and shook his head in a daze.

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