I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 105: One rain in the world, ten years of dreams in the world (Part )

Faced with the danger of crawling in the dark, like a beast about to bite people, Li Lang not only did not feel scared, but gradually became excited.

He was probably influenced by those reckless women from the Junshui Sword Sect!
At this moment, he was rushing towards the dilapidated inn not far away, as if rushing to a date with his lover.

He seemed to be very anxious, but also a little uneasy. Even though he rushed to the door, he still didn't come in.

Now Li Lang only has two choices, either go in. There may be more dangers lurking in the inn that seems to have been deliberately left for him.

Or continue to stay in this rain curtain, endure unknown dangers, and face enemies like poisonous snakes in the dark.

There seems to be no right choice.

But in other words, the person lurking in the dark and spying on him could have taken action.

But he didn't take any action.

What is he waiting for?
The right time and favorable location were already in his favor!
Li Lang knew that this must be a very good assassin because he had enough patience.

The opponent is wearing down his spirit.

Throwing a dilemma to him will gradually distract his mind.

Therefore, Li Lang decided to take the initiative to give the other party a chance to take action.

Boom!

There was a thunderous explosion, and the torrential rain poured down from the sky. Under the flash of electric arc, it was like thousands of silver needles falling from the sky.

Li Lang showed an expression of relief, and then pushed open the dilapidated door of the inn. He seemed to be more than relaxed.

Inside the gate, among the lightning and flint, I could vaguely see several tall and heavy figures.

At this moment, from the rain curtain high in the sky, a figure flew towards Li Lang like an arrow from a string.

There was a safe distance between him and Li Lang. He could have used some long-range attack methods to deal with Li Lang through this distance.

But this is undoubtedly a waste of the best opportunity to take action.

Off-hand attacks, even the most dexterous flying swords and flying needles, are far inferior to close combat and can complete short-term changes in a moment.

This is not to say that remote control is not as flexible as close combat, but it lacks the dangerous stimulation of face-to-face, and also lacks the inspiration and impulse that flash through the consciousness in an instant.

And the fight of life and death sometimes relies on that little bit of impulse and inspiration.

After the lightning, the thunderbolt struck.

A dead tree not far away was struck by lightning and began to burn.

From the arc light leaking out of the torn dark clouds, one could just see a glimmer of silver as bright as water, blending into the rain curtain, slashing towards Li Lang's head.

Even if he didn't come into contact with this blow, Li Lang could feel that almost all the magical powers and supernatural powers that the assassin could use were integrated into this sword.

Assassins often aim to hit their target with one blow and then escape immediately.

Therefore, he will use his killing move as the first and possibly only move at the right time.

Such a long-awaited sword has completely merged with the thunder, darkness, and rain curtain.

The chilling aura between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed on this sword.

However, Li Lang did not respond directly to the sword, but moved forward as if shrinking to an inch.

He walked into the inn.

At the same time, in the inn, those tall, dark, and thick figures seemed to have released their seals and began to move.

When they started moving, Li Lang's figure disappeared into their shadow under the thunder, leaving no trace.

Rumble!
Thunder exploded and arcs flashed, and part of the appearance of these tall figures could be seen clearly.

They all have green faces and fangs, about one foot and eight feet tall, with bodies like black stone, wearing armor and carrying heavy weapons. Inhuman!

But a spirit.

After the practitioner dies, the fruits of magical power will not disappear by themselves. If no one collects them, they will be scattered in the nature of heaven and earth. Occasionally, they will be absorbed by wild beasts, vegetation, or other things in the mountains, and then they will naturally breed spirits and give birth to children. When the evil nature comes, they like to hunt and kill practitioners for food, gain magical powers again, and improve their cultivation.

Spirits and monsters cannot improve their own cultivation. They can only improve their abilities by taking away the magical powers of practitioners until the number of magical powers is full, corresponding to the orifices, and the human body is condensed.

These tall figures were originally stone generals erected in the post station to guard the earth's energy, intimidate evil spirits, and strengthen people's courage.

But I don't know when they were contaminated with the blood of practitioners, gained magical powers, and opened up their spiritual wisdom.

The assassin knew this in advance and chose to set up an ambush here.

If Li Lang stepped into this station and activated these stone generals before he took action, then he would continue to wait, waiting for the stone generals to consume Li Lang's energy and energy and expose more methods, and then he would Take action.

But at this moment, he had taken action, but he failed to hit the target. Instead, under the 'cover' of General Shi, he lost track of his opponent.

The electric light flashed, the man was completely covered in darkness, and he was holding a strange long and narrow scimitar with a thick back and a thin edge. He stood at the door of the inn, facing off against the "Stone Generals" who had come to life.

Da da da!
The sound of horse hooves broke the deadlock.

A carriage drove towards the inn and stopped about ten meters away from the inn.

He neither turned around and left, nor continued forward.

The person driving the carriage was an old man wearing a raincoat, and there seemed to be people in the carriage behind him.

The heavy rain blurred his perception, and the assassin seemed not to know whether the person still in the carriage was an ordinary person or a practitioner.

This planned fatal stab unexpectedly encountered variables one after another.

Not long after, two more Taoists came riding on the water waves. They stopped about four or five meters away from the carriage. They looked at the inn not far away in surprise, but they also did not get closer.

Wow···!
The baby's cry rang out from the carriage.

Then from the carriage, the sound of a woman coaxing her child was heard.

The old man driving the car seemed to hesitate for a moment before deciding to drive away with the carriage.

But at this moment, the assassin had slowly retreated from the door and walked towards the carriage.

He suspected that Li Lang was hiding in this carriage.

After all, Li Lang's disappearance was so strange. Although the stone generals in the station were stones, they had already given birth to spirits and would not be insensitive to the breath of human practitioners.

"Stop!" the old man yelled, and the invisible law acted on the assassin, causing the assassin's original steps to suddenly stop.

At this moment, the two Taoists who came on the waves suddenly rushed towards the carriage.

The two streams of water turned into water dragons and rushed towards the carriage, tearing it apart.

Boom!

Amidst the explosion, a beautiful woman with a peach-like face was holding a glowing thunder ball. A small hedgehog-like beast was curled up inside the thunder ball.

That sound like a baby crying was exactly what it made.

With this movement, all the figures that appeared in the scene of the encounter on a rainy night moved!

General Shi strode out, and the heavy weapons in their hands struck the assassin who was about to evacuate. The hook lock in the woman's hand grabbed a Taoist. The old man did not help the woman to attack together, but picked up a talisman. Pointing at the assassin who, in his opinion, was the most dangerous.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the scene immediately sank into darkness, as if frozen.

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