As if they had been summoned by something, they all put down everything they were doing and walked toward the southeast.

This is a dark world, Lingyu is lying on the cold ground, and there is no one around her.

She couldn't feel pain or feel her body.

At this time, she suddenly heard a strange noise. Lingyu's heart skipped a beat. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a young man wearing a green shirt squatting down in front of her. Her vision gradually became clear.

, his face was delicate and handsome, with a touch of sadness between his brows. He looked at the unconscious Lingyu and frowned slightly. He reached out to check Lingyu's pulse and found that she had lost too much blood.

"What should we do?" He murmured to himself, "There is no healing medicine on her body. What can we do?"

At this moment, Lingyu faintly woke up.

"You're awake." The man stood up, "Are you hungry?"

Lingyu didn't answer, she just looked at the man with deep eyes.

"I don't want to be your puppet." Lingyu said.

The man raised his eyebrows: "Do you still have a choice?"

"Of course." Lingyu snorted coldly.

"Oh?" The man looked at her with interest.

"Kill me." Lingyu said one word at a time. There are tens of thousands of monks in the world who want to kill her, but the man in front of her is probably just one of those tens of millions.
Chapter completed!