The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 418 I Hate Killing, I Hate Being Killed Even More
The moment the thunder in the palm exploded in Song Lanyi's hands, an aura of masculinity and masculinity immediately swept away the evil spirit in the Taoist temple.

The moment the colorful tiger saw it, the beast's pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a look of fear.

The technique of this door naturally restrains evil things.

Especially this thunder in the palm, when cultivated to the peak, can be extremely masculine and thunderbolt, known for destroying evil.

Yaohu wanted to turn around and run away, but it was already too late.

Song Lanyi screamed, the wrist-thick thunder light in her hand was like a thunder snake breathing out purple light.

The thunder snake exploded in the air, like the long chant of a real dragon swimming, sweeping the entire Taoist temple.

The strong wind blew past, blowing off the chapped fragments on the clay sculpture one by one.

The thunder light exploded violently on the colorful tiger, and a huge gash suddenly appeared on its waist, bloody and bloody.

Blood gurgled out, and a strong fishy smell spread in the air.

The demon tiger suffered from the pain, its eyes showed a ferocious look, and it simply turned around again, revealing its stinking mouth, intending to swallow Song Lanyi's whole body into its belly.

Unexpectedly, Song Lanyi would not evade, his body was slightly blurred, and he directly put his hand into the mouth of the demon tiger.

Immediately afterwards, a palm thunder broke out again!
The demon tiger trembled violently, and the great pain made it growl indistinctly.

In an instant, Song Lanyi's hair and black clothes were stained with traces of blood.

She exploded the palm thunder with one hand, and opened the monster tiger's huge mouth with the other, and the golden light of the Golden Light Curse radiated from her body.

The demon tiger is actually here for a while, and it can't do anything to her.

Crackling thunder lights flickered in the Taoist temple.

The old Taoist Qingxu crossed his arms with his chest in his arms, and his expression was calm, which was in sharp contrast to the panicked expressions of the people around him.

Zhu Mingshu was still a little uneasy.

Knowing that her sister can beat the demon tiger, it doesn't conflict with her worrying about her sister getting hurt.

But Daoist Qingxu said that Song Lanyi's exercises are different from ordinary exercises. They require a lot of killing and blood. Only by fighting and raising their strength can they improve their strength faster. In this troubled world, gaining a seat.

But even so, after seeing the scars on Song Lanyi's hands in different shades, Zhu Mingshu couldn't help but get angry.

As soon as she stepped forward, she pinched the heads of the two ghosts who were trying to escape, one in each hand.

Just at this moment, an explosion several times louder than the previous roar sounded.

Song Lanyi was carrying the tiger's body, wearing blood-stained black clothes, slightly wiping the blood from the corners of his lips with his fingertips, his immature eyebrows and eyes under the shadow of the candlelight, carrying a faint murderous look.

Seeing her like this, Daoist Qing Xu put on a sincere smile on his usually casual face:
"You little girl, now you can count as a bit of my true inheritance."

Song Lanyi glanced at him, and sneered eccentrically, "How can I be worthy of the Taoist Master's true biography?"

Daoist Qingxu choked, and cursed in his heart: This little girl is not only young, but also has a mind smaller than the eye of a needle.

Didn't I just say that she has poor talent a few times...

Song Lanyi ignored Qingxu's reaction and turned to look outside.

Now the rain is getting heavier, the temperature has dropped sharply, and the Taoist temple has gradually become damp and cold.

Zhu Mingshu arranged for people to raise the fire again, while Song Lanyi cut the skin and flesh.

Tiger meat is slightly fishy, ​​but sprinkle some salt and chew it carefully while roasting it. It is a good enjoyment in a calamity year.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, the crowd around were a little commotion.

The man who was injured before was not angry, but he was frightened by Song Lanyi and Zhu Mingshu's cruelty, so he didn't dare to make trouble in front of them.

He rolled his eyes and spoke quietly, so a burst of speech spread among the victims...

When the tiger meat was roasted until it was fully cooked, Song Lanyi picked up a piece of meat with a knife, blew it lightly, and was about to put it to his mouth, but at this time, an old lady came out halfway.

The old lady had slanted eyes, and the undisguised calculation in her eyes made her seem a little too shrewd.

She only heard her say, "Oh, little girl, you little girl, how can you eat so much food, my grandson hasn't eaten yet. Are you so embarrassed to eat it?"

Song Lanyi didn't even give her alms out of the corner of his eye, and ate tiger meat slowly.

The smile on the old woman's face was slightly stiff.

Seeing that the piece of tiger meat in Song Lanyi's hand was getting smaller and smaller, she raised her short brows and said sharply, "What are you doing eating so much? Give it to me quickly, my grandson is still hungry!"

Perhaps it was a coincidence, as soon as she finished speaking, a boy's cry came.

Everyone couldn't help but follow the cry.

Just this glance... made them a little speechless.

It was a round boy about eleven or twelve years old.

The little fat man recklessly said, "Grandma, I'm hungry, why can that bitch eat meat? I want to eat too!"

Zhu Mingshu's eyes turned cold when he heard this.

There was only the sound of a sharp sword being drawn out of its sheath.

As the cold light flickered, there seemed to be bloodstains on the blade in Zhu Mingshu's hand that hadn't faded away.

The crying stopped abruptly.

Song Lanyi took his time, ate the last piece of meat, raised his head, and didn't look at the old and the young.

Instead, he looked at the man hidden in the middle of the crowd.

This man is obviously the one who was injured by Zhu Mingshu earlier.

Song Lanyi took out a small knife, and before everyone could react, it turned into an afterimage and came to the man with the sound of howling wind.

Everyone was dazzled, and only heard a few painful wailings, half of the man's tongue was broken on the ground.

Song Lanyi wiped the blood off the knife, and said flatly, "I have a mouth, but it's a pity that I can't speak, so it's better to chop it up."

On the man's forehead, there were fine beads of sweat oozing from the severe pain.

Hearing this, he raised his head angrily, and when he was frightened, his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of hidden deep hatred.

Song Lanyi retracted the knife, turned around and was about to leave.

Just the moment she turned around, she happened to meet the man's eyes, and her steps stopped.

"you hate me?"

Song Lanyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the man.

The man shook his head violently, then lowered his head, his broken hair covered the hatred in his eyes.

One day if he gains power, he will definitely tear this bitch into ashes and cut him into pieces, only then can he avenge the hatred in his heart!
However, the moment this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard a sigh.

"It looks like you want to kill me."

Immediately afterwards, his neck felt cold, and his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

In his last glance before dying, he could only see Song Lanyi's expressionless face and his mouth opening and closing.

She is saying:
"I hate killing people. But I hate being killed even more."

"So, you'd better die."

　The first update~ My sister’s boyfriend came yesterday, and I just got out of school, so I don’t have time to write... T^T
　　
　
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