Chapter 61: Phantom

In the underground world of Noxus, Ye Feng took Lan Fuer by the arm and frantically escaped the pursuit of Noxian soldiers.
Just now, he and Lanfer were surrounded by Noxian soldiers. With an inspiration, Ye Feng did not choose to smash with so many soldiers, but jumped up and over the wall and escaped into another street.
Although the pursuit of the Noxian soldiers was temporarily thrown away, they were soon pursued by the Noxian soldiers.
Under the pursuit of Noxus soldiers, Ye Feng began to show a trace of fatigue. There is also a weak girl Lan Fuer who knows nothing, and he can't run fast at all. Coupled with the tight locks and hunts under Xinjid's men, it is difficult for him to take Lanfer out of the underground world where he came for the first time.
Lan Fu'er's blushing pretty face revealed that her stamina had begun to run down. As an ordinary person, she was not as good as Ye Feng's stamina after all.
From time to time, she turned her head and looked at the Noxian soldier who was chasing her behind her, feeling extremely nervous. She didn't want to be caught by the Noxian soldiers. The obese soldier's rude behavior just scared her.
Raising her head, Lan Fu'er looked at Ye Feng carefully, and whispered: "Thank you, you saved me, but you haven't told me your name yet!"
Ye Feng, who was running fast, was stunned for a moment, and then said as he ran: "My name is Ye Feng, Lan Fuer."
Lan Fu'er nodded heavily, and said solemnly: "Well, Ye Feng, I remember it, when I go back, I will ask my brother to thank you very much!"
Ye Feng was about to reply, but he heard a voice from ahead: "Hey, I see where you are going!"
The previous ugly soldier had taken a few soldiers to stop him and Lanfer at some point, and they were also intercepted by the Noxian soldiers.
This is a wide area, there is no extra wall to turn over for him, and the possibility of Ye Feng's escape is suddenly reduced.
"Come on to me, first catch that Lanfer, and then the man!" The ugly soldier gave orders directly without talking nonsense. Hearing his voice can tell that he dislikes Ye Feng.
Lan Fuer leaned closely behind Ye Feng, her trembling body could even be felt by Ye Feng.
Ye Feng signaled Lan Fuer to feel at ease, he would protect her. After comforting Lan Fu'er, Ye Feng pulled out the long sword at his waist, ready to face the enemy at any time.
The moment Ye Feng was about to use his sword intent, the soul deep in his mind seemed to be suddenly bitten by something unknown. The piercing pain caused him to stagger to the ground, clutching his forehead, and he had no time to take care of other things.
When Lan Fu'er saw that something like this happened to Ye Feng, she was also panicked. She just wanted to help Ye Feng but was dragged aside by the ugly soldier, who was staring at her with vicious eyes.
Although I don't know why Ye Feng fell to the ground, the ugly soldier still smirked and said, "Lan Fuer, don't struggle, no one can save you now. In order to kill you, you have to make up for me. ...Quack!"
Listening to the disgusting laughter of the ugly soldiers, Lan Fuer had a horrified face. She struggled and said, "What do you want?"
"Of course it's you!" The ugly soldier let out a disgusting laugh, causing Lan Fuer to chill.
The fat soldier who was kicked down before said with eyes: "Brother, can I..."
The fat soldier hadn't finished speaking, and the ugly soldier who was tearing Lan Fuer's clothes said: "Don't worry, when I enjoy it, you can all have fun!"
"Ah...you livestock... assholes!"
But Ye Feng, who was on the side, couldn't hear all of this, and his spirit was enduring great torture at this moment.
The mental tingling felt like being bitten by a poisonous spider, and it hurt. A trace of perspiration oozes out of Ye Feng's body, he is panting heavily, his consciousness blurred.
I don't know how long it took before Ye Feng woke up from the sting, and he realized that he and Lan Fuer were surrounded by Noxian soldiers.
With a chuckle, Ye Feng endured the tingling pain that hadn't completely retreated mentally and stood up. When he looked around, he didn't find any traces of Lanfer and the Noxian soldiers.
There was a daze from the bottom of his eyes, and Ye Feng was very confused. Has Lan Fuer been taken away by those soldiers?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible, Ye Feng decided to look around. But he had just given birth to this idea, and his mind once again felt the sting of being bitten by a spider.
The tingling sensation made him gradually lose consciousness, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, until he turned into a thoughtless body.
Ye Feng's pupils, who had lost consciousness, gradually turned gray, with a dull complexion.
A voice began to echo in his mind: "Mosque..."
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Riven lowered her body, lightly wiped the ground with her right hand, and the red blood stained the palm of her hand. The bloodstain hasn't dried up yet, it should have only been there soon.
Obviously, it is normal to see blood in this underground world where people can die every moment, but Riven feels that it is inextricably linked to her.
Just when Riven was about to get up, she felt the breath of the flute man outside the bar just now. Riven frowned. She still doesn't want to head-on with this mysterious man, it's better to leave first.
After thinking about it, Riven flashed away and stayed away from here.
Not long after Riven left, Yasuo followed the breath of Lanfur to here. Looking at the blood on the ground, Lanfer's familiar face appeared in Yasuo's heart. Yasuo stroked the ground with trembling hands, his heart aching slightly.
Lan Fuer can be said to have grown up when Yasuo watched. He watched Lan Fuer grow from a timid and weak orphan to a strong and optimistic girl. Lanfer is like his sister to Yasuo.
But just such a relative, but he said he would die! why? Why are you doing this to me? First, I was expelled from my hometown, and then I killed my brother by mistake. Now my only is gone! Yasuo looked up at the sky savagely, and his feelings of sorrow were beyond words.
There is still a breath! Yasuo felt the surrounding breath with his heart, and Riven's breath lingered in his heart. This made Yasuo, who was already sad, even more angry.
It's you again, Riven! Yasuo roared angrily in his heart. You took everything from me time and time again, this time you never want to run away again!
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In the underground palace of the black rose, LeBlanc waved his staff with his right hand, but a Lan Fir who was supposed to be killed by Sinjid's men appeared in front of her.
Lan Fuer looked at LeBlanc with a bewildered expression. She remembered that she was being torn by the ugly soldiers just now. Why did she get here in a blink of an eye?
Without clearing his thoughts, Lan Fuer's pupils shrank slightly and looked forward in disbelief.
In front of her, the soldiers who pursued her and Ye Feng were all transformed by LeBlanc.
Under the blank gaze of Lanfer and the Noxian soldiers, LeBlanc's left finger was lingering with a faint black rose petal energy.
The faint magical energy shot out dense black rose spikes with her light wave.
Those spikes pierced into the bodies of all the Noxian soldiers, and the densely packed holes in the soldiers made Lan Fu'er tremble.
Looking at it, Lan Fuer had hallucinations even more. Those densely packed small holes were infinitely enlarged in her eyes, as if they were pierced on her body, extremely terrifying.
The corners of LeBlanc's mouth rose slightly: "Even my clones dare to get involved. I really want to die...Charles, take these soldiers away and use them to water the black roses in the garden before their blood is dry!"
As soon as the voice fell, under Lan Fu'er's suspicious eyes, a woman in a black rose uniform appeared in front of her. The person who wanted to come was the Charles whom Le Bran said.
Charles respectfully said yes, and disappeared in place with these corpses with magic power.
After Charles left, Le Bran slowly squatted down, bending the index finger of her right hand slightly, and lifting Lan Fuer's chin.
"Oh, Lan Fuer, have you forgotten? You are my clone. At first, I fell in love with that down-and-out Ionian's swordsmanship, and turned you into a nine-year-old orphan, and approached him. ."
"No, it's not like that... I'm not your clone, I am me!" Lan Fuer shook her head in pain, the memory of her brain constantly pouring out, making her miserable.
LeBlanc seemed to enjoy Lan Fuer's expression very much, and continued to say to herself: "I originally planned to completely absorb the sword intent of Imperial Wind Swordsmanship in a few years, but I didn't expect Swain's Xinjid to borrow Yasuo's hand gets rid of Riven. Since the idiot Sinjid wants to die, I will fulfill him!"
Stretching a cat's waist slightly, Le Fulan continued: "I don't need Imperial Wind Swordsmanship. It was just my sudden interest ten years ago that made you illusion."
During the time that LeBlanc was speaking, Lan Fuer's face gradually changed to LeBlanc's appearance, until the two faces were exactly the same. Now she has recalled everything, she is Le Blan, and Le Blan is also her.
Inadvertently, Lan Fuer smiled and nodded at Le Bran. This scene was very strange.
Le Fulan looked at Lan Fuer with satisfaction, and also showed a weird smile: "Lan Fuer, no, now it's time to call you Le Fulan..."
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