The human side of the meeting room was empty, and even the glass of water on the table where we sat on the weekend was overturned. One can imagine how angry and shocked the people who just sat here were.
It's not just the weekend, the shocked expressions on the faces of the human missionaries sitting here two minutes ago are really wonderful, even Ming Yuechen is no exception. When he heard Mo Ran's words, The expression on that poppy-like face was really like being choked, no matter how I think about it, I find it quite interesting.
Mo Ran even thought of the human being leaving the conference room, Ming Yuechen turned his head and looked at her, filled with various complex emotions, which made her feel very comfortable.
To be honest, Mo Ran didn't really want to do anything to Ming Yuechen. After all, she still clearly distinguishes between her previous life and this life. Even if there are some things that need to be settled, she will definitely not have any interest in the current Ming Yuechen. After all, this Ming Yuechen and the Ming Yuechen from the previous life have always been two people.
It's just that in the moment just now, she suddenly had an idea, she also wanted to imprison Ming Yuechen, just like he imprisoned himself back then, she really wanted him to taste the feeling of being regarded as a prison by broken wings have a taste.
If she was still Mo Ran in her previous life, even if she had such an idea, she probably wouldn't dare to speak it out, but the current Mo Ran has no such scruples at all, she just said it when she thought about it, that's all.
Of course, she didn't take this matter seriously. Judging by the appearance of human beings, although they took it seriously, they would never agree, so, that's all.
With the angry stance of the human mission, the dead in the meeting room were more uncomfortable than they imagined. It seemed that something terrible happened to them unintentionally.
Taking a peek at Mo Ran who was sitting on the first seat, she still maintained the idle posture just now, with a faint mocking smile on her lips, but her expression looked very peaceful, not as if she was going to get angry.
In an instant, all kinds of unspoken gossip were galloping in their minds like galloping wild horses.
These two people, one is the strongest human being, and the other is Mo Shen of the dead.
This...this...did what happened when no one knew about it?
Countless questions appeared in everyone's mind, but no one dared to speak or ask, and could only hold back in their hearts.
Xie Lang only felt that there were eight cats in his heart, and he felt as uncomfortable as scratching his heart with a hundred claws. He looked at Mo Ran and He Yu beside him, hoping they could make it clear, but these two people seemed to be indifferent to each other. Just when Xie Lang was about to be driven mad by this kind of gossip, he didn't expect He Yu to suddenly say, "Did you take a fancy to his face?"
Mo Ran didn't understand the meaning of He Yu's words for a while, she couldn't help being stunned, and looked at He Yu with some doubts: "What?"
He Yu closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing his turbulent emotions. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, looked at Mo Ran, and asked in an unusually cautious voice, "Did you see?" Did you get Ming Yuechen's face? That's why you want him?"
This question was really beyond Mo Ran's expectations. She really didn't expect that this kind of question would be asked at all, let alone that He Yu would ask this kind of question.
For a moment, she didn't know how to respond to this question. Thinking about it for herself, she even thought this question was so interesting, the more she thought about it, the more funny it became, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.
But for other people, this question is not funny, it is even quite possible. After all, Ming Yuechen's face is really beautiful. Originally, this idea was quietly dormant in everyone's heart, but now He Yu put it straight When they asked, they also felt relieved.
But to the surprise of all the dead, Mo Ran laughed out loud when this question was confirmed.
Apart from He Yu, probably no one had been with Mo Ran before, so not to mention that they could see Mo Ran laughing so wantonly. At the moment, all the dead didn't know what happened, so they couldn't help but look at each other.
He Yu frowned, he sighed, and his tone was a little gentler: "The face of the dead is already very pale.
Mo Ran seemed to be suppressing her smile, bowed her waist and shrugged her shoulders for a long time before she finally raised her head. She raised her fingers and gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes that had been squeezed out from the corners of her eyes. : "He Yu, what are you afraid of?"
He Yu didn't say anything, he just opened his mouth, and finally closed it without saying a word.
Mo Ran stood up, and she walked towards the outside of the conference room, but when she reached He Yu's side, she stopped and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Don't think too much, all your ideas It is impossible for the dead to recognize their own position, and I know this better than any of you."
Her voice was not loud, but she was extremely firm, as if giving reassurance to all the dead, and at the same time telling herself something.
After finishing speaking, she took a few steps ahead, but then stopped again as if remembering something, this time she simply turned around, looked at Xie Lang and asked, "I just made that joke for your future negotiations Does it matter?"
Xie Lang was still immersed in Mo Ran's clear denial just now, and was also immersed in the extremely fast ups and downs of gossip, but suddenly he was named by Mo Ran, and he couldn't recover. He was stunned for a second or two before realizing that Mo Ran What exactly was Ran talking about? He quickly put away the laughing mood just now, and responded seriously: "No, how can the two races establish diplomatic relations and talk about it once? I think we still have to endure it."
Mo Ran nodded: "That's good." Then she smiled very indifferently: "If you can win more benefits for the dead, fight for more. After all, who knows when this kind of cooperation will disappear."
After all, she stopped staying and walked directly to the outside of the conference room. She wanted to go to the place where Wang Lin was detained, but she didn't want to see the human mission standing not far away when she walked outside. They were arguing about something, while Ming Yuechen was standing outside the crowd, leaning against a rock pillar with his hands folded on his chest, as if he was completely uninterested in the mission's debate.
Originally, he was looking down at the cold and hard ground under his feet, and some tender green grass sprouts grew, but suddenly felt a gaze directly on his body, he immediately raised his head, and saw the green grass in the distance. Mo Ran.
instant
Soon someone came to take Mo Ran to see the place where Wang Lin was being held.
It is said that it is a prison, but the conditions are not bad. In a clean house, there are even beddings. Except that there is no freedom, everything is fine. The people who live here don’t seem to be brought in to exchange as gifts. The prisoner is like a down-and-out scholar suppressed by power.
Hearing the sound of the door, Wang Lin turned his head and looked towards the door, but before he could see clearly who was coming, a huge pressure came directly towards him. The endless weight, and even more trembling fear, was a kind of oppression from the outside to the inside, which directly made Wang Lin fall to the ground.
Wang Lin knows that this thing is called coercion. He has seen many high-level humans or dead people, but he has never felt such coercion. That kind of coercion is unscrupulous, as if he is about to be completely People were crushed into blood and blood.
Under such tremendous pressure, he heard slow and orderly footsteps coming towards him from the door, step by step, although not heavy but very clear, and the coercion grew stronger with the footsteps When he became stronger, Wang Lin felt that he was about to be crushed, and the huge terror kept circling in his heart. He opened his mouth hopelessly, wanting to shout something, but after opening his mouth, there was no sound at all. It couldn't come out, but a mouthful of hot, salty blood spewed out straight from the chest cavity.
He opened his eyes wide and wanted to raise his head, but he could only see the place where his blood was spattered.
Who is it?
Is it the Lord of the Dead? Is it Xue Changfeng?
Bai Wei died at the hands of Xue Changfeng at that time, is Xue Changfeng coming to kill him now?
Just when Wang Lin's mind was spinning in a daze and he was about to fall into a coma, the man who was originally on his body
Until this time, Wang Lin was able to breathe normally. However, after taking the first breath in the lungs that had been squeezed forcibly, he was choked and coughed violently. More blood was poured out, and for a while, his body, hands, and everywhere he could see were covered with blood, which was shocking.
"Is it very painful?" A voice without any emotion sounded softly from a high place, but it hit the ground like a slab of ice, stabbing Wang Lin almost out.
Under the pressure of no coercion, he could finally raise his head, but with just one glance, he recognized who the person in front of him was.
He will always remember that day, that day, when Bai Wei, who had already betrayed Xue Changfeng, brought the entire guild of King's Landing into the encirclement of their Huangquan guild, just when they thought they could capture all the dead, and they could deal with the special talent of the dead. While doing research, a woman fell from the sky. Not only did this woman turn the tide of the battle by herself, but she also forced the Underworld Guild, which they originally wanted to catch the cicada, into an extremely embarrassing situation.
Not only that, but the scene of her fighting on the back of the three-tailed scorpion king was deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone present as if she was shining. The three-tailed scorpion king rushed towards him and Bai Wei, and after the scorpion's tail slammed down heavily, directly smashing one of Bai Wei's legs to a **** mess, he pulled the three-tailed scorpion king to another place.
Wang Lin absolutely didn't believe that the Scorpion King was out of control. With the woman's precise control over the monster at that time, if she didn't want to, the Scorpion King would definitely not rush over to hurt Bai Wei, so she did it on purpose!
Being able to play with such a big monster like a toy in the palm of your hand is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, not even a few humans can do it, which shows that her strength is terrifying.
If this memory only let Wang Lin know how powerful this woman is, then the coercion just now crushed all of Wang Lin's guts. He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him in despair, trembling all over. It looks like fallen leaves blown by the wind in autumn.
"yes…
"It's an honor, you still remember me." Mo Ran's voice was very soft, like a feather floating down from the sky, but when it landed on Wang Lin's body, it was as if Mount Tai was overwhelming.
As Mo Ran's voice fell, the huge coercion hit him again, this time he was directly pressed from the sitting position and hit the ground heavily. Wang Lin only felt like he was smashed. The shattered porcelain, the viscera have been smashed to pieces, he opened his mouth in pain and wanted to scream, but the sound was stuck in the middle of his throat, and he couldn't utter it at all.
He could only feel blood spurting from his mouth and nose, and even his vision was filled with blood, making his vision bright red.
However, his hearing was not damaged at all, and he could even hear the other party's orderly and calm breathing. Wang Lin didn't know what he looked like now, but he was sure that it was very ugly, or bloody, but he didn't say anything to him. any impact on the other party.
At this moment, he heard the other party's soft voice fall again: "Is it painful?"
This is the second time Mo Ran asks this question after seeing Wang Lin. She clearly knows that Wang Lin is speechless now, but she still wants to ask, for the blood of those who were once inhumanely drawn by them. , cut open stomachs, or even peeled off the skin of the dead.
Wang Lin stretched his neck with all his might, his voice turned into a gasp and made a rolling sound in his throat, the extreme pain almost made him collapse.
He stretched out his hand long enough to grab the gap on the floor, and then dragged his body with all his strength, crawling towards Mo Ran's feet bit by bit, and finally when he reached Mo Ran's feet When I was around me, the huge pressure disappeared again.
Grasping this moment, he grabbed Mo Ran's shoes with one hand, and raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened with bloodshot eyes, and he shouted at Mo Ran at the top of his lungs: "I If you know you are wrong, kill me! Kill me!"
Mo Ran laughed softly, she squatted down, looked at the face distorted and deformed by the pain with drooping eyelashes, there seemed to be infinite tenderness and warmth in her eyes: "Why should I kill you?"
"I beg
"Do you know why you came here?" Mo Ran seemed very satisfied with Wang Lin's current appearance. She raised her hand and gently brushed his sweat-drenched hair aside, as if treating a The child's mother is average.
"You kill me, I beg you, you kill me!" Wang Lin was already driven mad by this crushing pain, and now he just wanted to end this pain, he kept begging Mo Ran.
Mo Ran gave a soft "shh", "You're disobedient, I'm asking you a question."
Wang Lin, who was originally begging for death, suddenly stopped begging the other party at this moment. He looked at Mo Ran's red eyes, which seemed to hide the tumbling lava in hell, which could burn everything casually. At this moment, an unprecedented terror climbed into his soul, even more terrifying than the crush just now.
"Do you know why you came here?" Mo Ran seemed very patient, and asked the question again.
"The city lord sent me here." Wang Lin didn't want to answer this question, but it was a pity that his body was more responsible for the city than his brain.
"No, that's because you're useless." Mo Ran sighed softly as if coaxing a child, and then she shook her head: "It should be said that your final value is to pacify the dead. Anger, do you know why the city lord uses you to appease the anger of the dead?"
Deep despair appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He wanted to speak, but his lips could only tremble continuously, but he couldn't even utter a single word.
"I guess, you have already told the city lord all about your affair with Bai Wei, or it's not just these, there are more." Mo Ran's voice became softer and softer.
But Wang Lin's words became more and more terrifying and desperate. He squirmed his lips, and his voice was so low that he could hardly hear: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
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