The young man lying on the ground didn't move, as if he had already swallowed his breath.
At the same time, some people watching the fun nearby also surrounded. Although they hesitated not to enter the clothing store, they stood outside the store and pointed and talked:
"Is this guy wrong with his head? He knocked the person to this clothing store at such a fast speed, and even shouted that he wanted someone to stand up... Tsk tsk, looking at the person's appearance, I'm afraid he's already
Have no life
"Driving on the street to hit someone on purpose is such a bad thing. Call the police quickly and let the police arrest the arrogant and arrogant murderer."
"We can't let the murderer run away. Let's surround this clothing store. We have a lot of people. No matter how vicious this guy is, he is not afraid."
These people only saw Lin Yang driving the young man to fly, but they didn't understand why Lin Yang did this. For a moment, they all regarded Lin Yang as the murderer and regarded the young man lying on the ground as the weak.
It is not difficult to see from this point that sometimes, the perception may not be true.
Everyone has a good intention to be brave, but they use the wrong place.
Lin Yang had no time to explain to them now, so Yu Qian called Lu Xiying out: "Senior Sister Lu, I'll leave it to you to settle it."
"Don't worry, this is exactly what I am good at." Lu Xiying let out a silver bell-like laughter, and wisps of pink mist that were invisible to the naked eye were released from her soul, spreading rapidly to the surroundings, two or three miles apart
Within the range, a pink miasma formed.
Ordinary people cannot see the pink fog, but only feel that they smell a refreshing fragrance.
"Where does the fragrance come from, it smells so good"
"What a smell, hey, why is my head a little drowsy..."
"Me too, I'm so dizzy."
The pink fog penetrated into the human body and immediately began to work. In a few seconds, the emotional people around the clothing store suddenly became calm.
It is not difficult to see from the slightly dull expressions and eyes of these people that they were collectively hypnotized.
"The scenes you saw just now are all illusions that do not exist. Since they are illusions, there is no need to remember them in your mind. Now, you will go back to your own house, and you should go."
Lu Xiying raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The people who were crowded outside the clothing store immediately left in all directions. It seemed that they had not seen the wanderings in the clothing store at all, nor did they see the young man lying on the ground with uncertain life and death.
For charm, confusing people's hearts is what they are best at.
The "Soul Miasma" that Lu Xiying used this time is the exclusive skill of the beauty
Under the early stages of the Ghost King Realm, the Misculpture of the Soul Misculpture can produce an effect similar to a barrier. Any ordinary person or cultivator who is in the Soul Misculpture of the Soul Misculpture will be lost and act according to Lu Xiying's instructions.
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While Lu Xiying helped the aftermath, Lin Yang was not idle either. He looked at the young man lying on the ground pretending to be dead. Without saying a word, he took out a thunder and wind talisman from Yushan, ignited it with soul fire and threw it out.
"Ao"
The burning talisman paper turned into a mighty electric dragon in the air, and roared at the middle-aged man lying on the ground.
Thunder and lightning are the nemesis of all evil things. No matter how powerful the evil things are, they still have fear of lightning. So, just when Lin Yang used the Thunder and Wind Talisman to summon the electric dragon, he kept lying on the ground.
The young man pretending to be dead suddenly bounced up and waved his hand to throw a hidden weapon at Lin Yang. He himself retreated quickly, trying to escape from the place from another direction.
It turned out that the young man had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, just to wait for Lin Yang to come forward to check and launch a sneak attack. However, Lin Yang did not come forward to check his situation at all, and directly waved his hand and threw out a thunder.
Feng Fu made his plan fail.
"when"
Before the hidden weapon could be shot in front of Lin Yang, it was cut off by a scimitar as bright as the moon. When I looked closely, there was an arrow. It was emitting a bright green light, which was obviously harshly poisonous.
The young man had no hope that the arrow could hurt Lin Yang. He just wanted to use this to delay Lin Yang's pursuit. However, although he delayed Lin Yang's speed, he could not delay to others.
A figure suddenly flashed, and the tiger was rushing towards the young man. Before the young man could respond, a storm attacked the young man directly on the wall
"Who are you?" The young man opened his mouth and squirted a ball of dirty blood, staring at the strong man who beat him. He really couldn't imagine that he had the strength of a ghost king at least, and he would be beaten by this man without any fight back.
Power.
"I am Wu Song" said the strong man in a deep voice.
"Wu...Wu Erlang?" A shock flashed in the young man's eyes. He had obviously heard of the name of Wu Song. "You are still in the world, and there is no reincarnation?"
"Who are you?"
Before he could figure out the questions in his mind, Lin Yang rushed to him in a hurry and questioned.
"My name is Xia Lanxing..."
Before the young man could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lin Yang: "You know what I asked was your real name, not the name of the body you possessed."
Seeing that the young man stopped talking, Lin Yang snorted coldly: "Since you don't say it, I'll pull you out of this body first." He raised his hands, and several Yunlong needles immediately appeared on his fingers.
In the meantime, under the influence of soul power, these cloud dragon needles trembled slightly, like dragons about to escape from their nests.
Four Shencong, Yintang, Fengfu...
Lin Yang's hands were like lightning, and as he flew, he stabbed the cloud dragon needle into the young man's acupoint. Threads of soul power were entangled in it, and it looked like dragons were swallowing clouds and spitting mist. The scene was very irritating.
People were shocked.
"Ah--" the young man howled, looking very painful. He tried desperately to break free, but under the escort of Wu Song, Zhan Zhao and others, he could not move at all.
When the last Yunlong needle was stabbed into the Baihui point in the center of the young man's head, Lin Yang suddenly poked his left hand and grabbed the young man's scalp. Then he shouted angrily: "Let me come out" and used force with his left hand
A pull.
"ah--"
A shrill scream rang again.
But this time, the scream was not made by the young man.
A ghost in the shape of an ancient military general was pulled out of the young man's body by Lin Yang.
Seeing this general, others' reaction was fine, but Qin Liangyu suddenly exploded and shouted: "What a thief, it's you." As soon as the white silver spear was displayed in his hand, he was about to rush forward to fight this man.
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