Chapter 135: Spike

　　 A bright and dazzling cluster of light appeared in the night sky, which meant that the sea was rising and the moon was rising.
　　 But in Langren's eyes, it is not so poetic.
　　 Because the real moon is in the direction he faces the city! That is behind him now.
　　 The huge word "Danger" still exists and in his mind, Langren instinctively holds the long knife in his right hand
　　 The next moment, the world stopped moving.
　　 No, it's not the world, but Langren's spiritual world is completely forbidden. All the activities of Langren's entire biological body have stopped at this moment, including the bioelectricity that transmits information in his brain.
　　 Guangyue quickly condensed all the dazzling rays, and finally revealed a humanoid form!
　　 A humanoid creature made up of light blue fluorescent water, also wearing quite strange ancient costumes.
　　 The fluorescent man didn't fall to Langren's side for the first time, instead he vigilantly felt around for a second.
　　 Even though he knows that no one can see him, he is still cautiously restraining his breath, seeming to be afraid of something...
After a second, nothing happened. The fluorescent man seemed to be relieved, and quickly landed on the roof, his face without facial features approached Langren, and within a second he quickly observed the existence of Langren on one side. .
　　 "I finally got the spot, I want to see what the wild natives broke my invisible puppet?"
　　 The fluorescent man uttered a language that did not exist in any corner of Renwangxing. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something immediately, and hurriedly covered his mouth, and looked around again vigilantly.
　　 It seems that nothing happened.
　　 The fluorescent man can't stay either, the time has passed for three seconds.
　　 He stretched out his hand and accurately took out two human skins with characters from Langren's pocket. With a pinch of his fingers, the two human skins were broken down into particle energy, and the other hand touched Langren's head.
　　 After these actions last night, he quickly evacuated and disappeared into the night sky within a second.
　　 In a total of a little over five seconds, the destruction of the city never stopped, but a strange visitor quietly did not know what he wanted to do last night.
　　 No, one person knows.
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　　 A piece of crow feathers slowly dissipated in the air and turned into light spots in the sky, a cloud of black mist flashed into the crevices between the buildings and turned into a young man.
　　 "Erase the mark!"
　　 Langren gave the order to erase the mark when he was still in the dark fog. When he turned to the main body, he opened his sleeve and saw that the mark had disappeared, and he was relieved.
　　 "What happened just now?"
　　 Langren clutched his head, feeling that the state of the whole person is not quite right.
　　 Langren's left eye suddenly rose with a red flame, and Shura Yehuo occupied half of his body.
　　 "Your body consciousness has completely stagnated for nearly five seconds, during which time I can't move in the sea of ​​consciousness."
　　 Stagnation? Five seconds?
　　 Langren didn't quite understand what the other party meant.
　　 "Do you mean stagnant thinking or?"
　　 "No, to describe it, your time should be stopped."
　　 Langren couldn't speak for a moment.
In his memory, he just faced the high-altitude ball of light and just grasped the knife, the next moment his feather characteristics were passively used, which means that he had been injured unknowingly, Langren had reason to believe it was Fatal injury.
　　 In an instant, he had already died once.
　　 "Why can you feel the loss of time?"
　　 Langren was scared and wondered, why is the consciousness of karma fire unaffected, and the passing of time can be felt?
　　 "I am a part of you, because my existence is given by you, so my actions are based on your timeline, but on the contrary, my consciousness is independent of your consciousness."
　　Kehuo smiled after finishing speaking, and went back to Langren's sea of ​​consciousness.
　　 Langren didn't ask much after listening, he fully understood the meaning of this sentence.
　　 "System? Is there a chance?"
　　 "The remaining experience value is less than 700, and the screen cannot be traced back."
　　 Langren saw the prompt and immediately glanced at his experience remaining: 694.
　　 This is difficult. It cost 700 to erase the mark, and now it is almost 6 points of experience.
　　 "How about skill points deduction?"
　　 "Skill points deduction is not within the scope of service."
　　 Langren smacked his tongue irritably.
　　 Just six points of experience! Kill someone now!
　　 Langren did it as soon as he thought of it, and walked out of the alley with a knife, and found that the outside was still a mess.
　　 "Hahahaha, without the ability, you still want to fight us with these broken weapons?"
　　 Several prosecutors gritted their teeth, and each clasped their weapons in their hands. The faint brilliance increased their strength, and this did not make them lose so quickly.
Several Yuhuaxian cultists were surrounded by a formation standing on the heights of the ruins, looking at the prosecutor condescendingly, the pleasure in their eyes was very obvious, and there was no concealment, just as the teachings of Yuhuaxian said, they completely released their hearts. .
　　 One of the prosecutors looked around, bowed his head and apologized to his teammates, admitting that he was impulsive.
　　 "Huh, how about brotherhood after this narrative? Old deer! Kill them!"
　　 A man who seemed to be the leader clenched his fist and called out loudly.
　　 The prosecutor who heard the words suddenly became nervous and watched the surroundings with twelve minutes of vigilance.
　　 Three seconds passed, nothing happened.
　　 "Where is the old deer?"
　　 "Wasn't you still here just now? Wait, who is this?"
　　 One of them pointed to the high platform. In his impression, that was the position of the old deer. Now there is a strange man sitting.
　　 Everyone looked carefully, the man with a disheveled hair, holding a rust-red knife in his hand, sitting on a block of cement, and stepping on something like a tree branch under his feet.
　　 "That's Lu Binfan's head!!"
　　 A member of Yuhuaxian saw what Langren's feet were under the firelight, and suddenly yelled out of control and anger.
　　 This dog thief unexpectedly killed their companion by sneak attack when they were not paying attention!
　　 "Silence prohibition!"
　　 The faint corrugated mask instantly enveloped hundreds of meters.
　　 "His knife disappeared!"
　　 "It's an artifact ability! Now he is a trash!"
"kill him!"
　　 The screams rang out one after another, Langren sat on the concrete pier, stepped on the human head with one foot, the knife in his right hand collapsed and returned to his spirit, touching his chin with the other hand, his mind was a picture of his lost five seconds.
　　 The information contained in the five-second picture is a bit huge, Langren wants to think about it, but the current situation does not allow him to sit down and fight the world.
　　 The head of the person under his feet has antlers~EbookFREE.me~ It is precisely because these antlers are a bit obtrusive that Langren regards him as a target. At the time, he didn't think much about it. He didn't expect that there would be a bunch of good brothers in the family.
　　 "Hey, brother Qin~"
　　 Langren smiled, leaned over and broke a corner, feeling a little unsuitable, and then broke another.
　　 looked at a few of the feathered immortals with crazy expressions in the world, Langren kicked the head under his feet, and flew accurately to one of the faces.
　　 The disciple looked at the huge head flying over, with a disdainful smile on his face, his hands surged, and he slammed the watermelon into watermelon juice.
　　 In an instant, a sharp antler flew out of the brain.
　　 "Small bugs!"
　　 The cultists had prepared for a long time, and clasped the sharp antlers with one palm.
　　 Don't play too slippery in the cover attacking them. Use this method in front of them, that's the class door...
　　 The laughter stopped abruptly, and his slender eyes stared like copper bells.
　　 Blood drops scattered, and under the moonlight, the man with disheveled hair was burning with scarlet fireworks, and the black spear he held high had two corpses with pierced eyebrows strung.
　　 "If I can't stop it from time to time, even if I can't beat it, can I be contempt by you?"
　　 Langren casually smashed the corpse, a spear shot tossed off the blood on the barrel of the gun, and then held the gun to his shoulder.
　　 "You!!! You have obviously been banned from using your abilities, why..."
　　 The cultists pointed at Langren in confusion and horror. Like them, there were the prosecutors on the side.
　　 "Why are there guns?"
　　 Langren lifted up the hair covering his eyes, revealing the pupils that were only burning underneath.
　　 "It's your ass? Die to the Lord!"