Life in another world is not easy to mix [Transmigration Book]

Linghui stood there in a daze, the smell of blood in the air became stronger and disgusting.

She stood there in a daze, looking at the tragic scene. There was a fallen girl at Mu La's feet, bleeding all over the ground, and Xiao Fang who had just fallen from the sky in front of her.

Linghui stood where she was, feeling extremely complicated, her thoughts were so messed up that she didn't even know how to face all this.

It is for this reason that commoners do not have a good opinion of the nobles, and most of them hate the nobles.The aristocrats don't regard commoners as human beings at all, and this world is simply a world where the weak prey on the strong.

Although many nobles look down on commoners, at least they don't go too far. In fact, the Nighola family is already considered good to commoners.At least the word of mouth is still good, and of course there will be a few nobles like Mulla who are arrogant and domineering.

Linghui couldn't help but think of the time when he was in the small village in the south, the nobles there were also like this, arrogant and unreasonable.Those simple Shanchun villagers who kindly helped her, the final tragedy...

"You..." Mu La turned her head, and there was resentment coming from him, which could be felt even across the distance.The white cat also vigilantly shook its wings to prevent Mu La from suddenly being unfavorable to its little master.

"..." Linghui raised her head silently, and met Mu La's gaze, which was ruthless and bloodthirsty, and even slightly flushed.

The corners of her mouth trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything, and there was nothing to say.

"You too...you too, you are just a commoner, so arrogant?!" Mu La covered his face with his hands, bent down and roared, his voice was as hoarse as a bronze drum.

Mulla yelled to himself, raised his hand and yelled a few words in Elven language, and a wind blade flew over.

Ling Hui turned away to dodge, frowned and looked at the other party: "They obviously didn't do anything, why are you so cruel?"

"Hmph, it's just a life." Mu La pulled the corner of her mouth and showed a disdainful smile, "How I deal with my maid is my own business, and the guy from Nighola's family insists on intervening, he deserves it."

"This is the privilege of nobles, our family is a duke! What can you do?"

The smell of blood in the air is still lingering, and it has not dissipated for a long time. The heavy smell stimulates the nerves.

"You've provoked me again and again, and I'll give you one last chance..." Mu La's eyes wandered over Linghui, and the emotions in his eyes were clear, as if he was looking at something that could be used for his entertainment.

Ling Hui bit her lower lip, looked at his outstretched hand, and inexplicably ignited in her heart.I really don't care about people at all...

"—Hoo—" The wind wrapped around her, like a beast ready to go, when Ling Hui's eyes sank, it paused for a while and then rushed over, like a sharp blade Mulla's hand was cut off smoothly.

"——" Mulla looked at everything in shock, and her face with an arrogant smile turned pale instantly. The pain spread from the fracture to the brain center, and the muscles of the severed arm contracted instinctively.

"Ahhhhh—" he yelled in disbelief, because of the pain and because he couldn't believe it.The intact hand instinctively stretched out to hold the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.

Mu La stared at Ling Hui with red eyes, and muttered a spell while trying to fight back, but there were no low-level wind elves around to respond to him, as if they didn't exist in this place at all.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?!" Mulla continued to roar, and the crazy voice hit the eardrums, making people very uncomfortable.

Ling Hui looked at Mu La expressionlessly, her emerald eyes were deep and bright like a puddle of water, but she couldn't see through any emotion.

Only the wind that was walking around her made a low voice, like an angry beast, able to spy out her emotions.

"You are really... extremely annoying." Linghui exhaled, uttering these words word by word from between her teeth.

"..." Mu La looked at her dully, and felt an inexplicable pressure from Linghui, which even made him breathless.

How is it possible... He is obviously just a commoner, he is obviously only a first-order magician, and he was beaten so badly by himself last time...

Impossible—impossible—

All the wind gathered around him, and Ling Hui didn't speak again from the beginning to the end, but these winds also acted according to her wishes.

"...Controlling the wind...? How is it possible, why don't you use this kind of continuous magic at all..." Mu La finally noticed the strangeness of Ling Hui's use of magic.

There was no magic circle, it never appeared from the beginning to the end, whether it was when the wind attacked him or when it formed a protective circle around her, it never appeared, and I never heard the spell.

"..." Hearing his words, the white cat sighed inwardly how long the reflex arc was, and it was only discovered now.

Linghui twitched the corner of her mouth, but ignored the other party.

"...Go to hell...Go to hell! I'm telling you to go to hell——" Mulla looked at the blood in his hand, his heart was beating violently, and he chanted those complicated elf languages ​​with broken jars.

Ling Hui half-closed her eyes and looked at him, the murderous look on the other party was undisguised, as if she wanted to tear her into pieces, her eyes were bloodshot.

It seems that he still has the greatest feeling under the sun.

Linghui closed her eyes and stopped looking at the distorted person in front of her eyes, and sighed softly, she really didn't know why she had such a face even though she was also an aristocrat.

The wind blew across his neck, and all the harsh and sharp shouts disappeared, leaving only the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the fishy smell in the air intensified a bit.

Ling Hui turned her back, even if she didn't solve this matter now, the other party would still be stalking her and staring at her life.

She has never been a friendly person, and she will let go of people who are spying on her life. If she lets him go today, there will be another time.

The white cat rubbed against Linghui: "Let's go, the smell of blood here is too strong."

"...En." Ling Hui responded, and just as she lifted her foot and took a step forward, the surrounding air vibrated slightly, and a very small voice came from her ear, and she was startled and instinctively turned sideways.

A flash of lightning struck the ground, leaving deep scorched marks and making a "sizzling" sound.

Ling Hui frowned and looked back. A man wearing a large cloak was standing beside Mulla's body. The cloak was embroidered with the coat of arms of the Bubro family.

"..." The man slightly lowered his head and glanced at Mu La, but the expression on his face did not change at all. Only the wind passing by his side was contaminated with electric current and made a "cracking" sound, which could infer his anger.

Ling Hui turned around and looked at the person in front of her. It seemed that the other person wanted to fight her to the death.

"Master..." The man's lips twitched a few times before uttering the title with difficulty.

The man raised his eyes and looked straight at Ling Hui, a trace of ferocity flashed in his dark eyes, sharp and sharp like the eyes of those who have been wandering on the edge of life and death for a long time.

Linghui looked at the other party vigilantly, and took half a step back. The wind twisted around her body, and faint blue light flowed, like a docile green dragon.

Half of the man's face was covered by the upright collar, and his voice was extremely low, and he spoke very quickly. Ling Hui could only tell from the flickering magic circle behind him that he was using magic.

Seven rhombuses circled on the purple magic circle, and electric currents flowed on it, flashed past, and rushed straight to Linghui's forehead, neck and heart.

"..." The entangled wind immediately collided with the thunder and lightning, and the lightning was washed into purple light spots and floated away, and the wind quickly gathered again.

The man did not continue to attack, and stared straight at Ling Hui with his dark, dull and colorful eyes: "...no need to chant..."

"...Ah... only elves and dragons in this world don't need to chant..." The man stared at Ling Hui without blinking, and he tilted his head as if thinking about something.

He quickly took out a small glass bead from his pocket, and the simple incantation triggered a small electric shock, which shattered the glass bead and turned it into powder.

"...What is that?" Linghui's intuition was not as simple as a simple glass bead, but probably a magic item with some function.

"Magic is based on the power of elves... Those wind elves are so close to obey you... The elves have an absolutely strict hierarchy, and they can only be high-level elves of the wind..." The man seemed to have not heard Linghui's words at all. Talk to yourself.

"..."

"...Is it really just the high elves... We know too little about the high elves, and we only know seven of them... What about them... Ah, I don't know, let the Duke come..."

"???" Is that a communication tool?Ling Hui's eyes were dark, and when she raised her hand, the wind picked up and attacked the man directly.

Quick fight.

The man seemed to see her thoughts, and kept chanting spells in his mouth to prevent the wind from approaching him, and kept changing positions to prevent her from being able to control a large area of ​​air and harm him.

"... Tsk." Unlike the night devil before, the man was very afraid of her ability and kept dodging to prevent the possible influence of the air.

The white cat no longer stood still and watched, and after seeing Ling Hui's annoyance, it flew up and set off a hurricane to hit the opponent.

The man deftly opened the distance with a few somersaults, muttering non-stop: "Tonitrua—"

A huge purple magic circle emerged on the ground, and the air vibrated violently. Accompanied by a low growl of "—Hoo!", a huge purple lizard covered in spikes all the time appeared on the magic circle.

The spikes on its body were swimming with the electric current, and the lizard swung its tail and growled, looking at Linghui and the others.

"...A spirit beast?" Ling Hui frowned as it was the first time she saw a magician with a contracted beast.

This is really troublesome.