The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 400 An Accidental Survivor (110, Autumn Subscription)

When Zhiyuanwu was worried about Fang Yue when the sky was light.

Lord Han who turned his head looked at Lin Ling.

He felt that Lin Ling's growth has become more responsible and assertive than before.

If it was changed to when Gu Yue Village was still there, Lin Ling would definitely ask for his own opinion, instead of taking the initiative to speak out and express his thoughts.

After thinking for a while, Master Han said, Captain Lin, why did you choose Qingsi County?

The other villagers may not know it, but Mr. Han knows it well.

Along the way, there are actually a few villages that are suitable for living, and the environment and safety are also guaranteed to a certain extent.

If it's just to find a suitable place to live, those villages can actually accept it.

Lin Ling was silent.

After a while, he said bitterly: First, it's because Qingsi County's security is higher than that of the village. We have lost too much overnight, and I don't want to lose anyone in the village.

The second is... I want to become stronger!

Lin Ling clenched his fists, his nails sank into his flesh, trembling slightly, he looked directly into Master Han's eyes.

Master Han! I want to become stronger! So many die in front of me, but I can't do anything.

I know I'm not qualified! But I want to give it a try. It is rumored that some natural treasures can change a person's aptitude, cleanse the marrow and cut hair. Compared to those small villages, I think Qingsi County should have the opportunity to get in touch with that kind of thing.

Seeing Hua Wuye die in front of him, watching the villagers fall in the strange massacre, witnessing the destruction of their hometown.

Originally, he just wanted to practice hard in the village, thinking that one day, Lin Ling, who would definitely inherit Master Han's inheritance, finally changed his mind.

He wanted to... take the initiative to break it! Can't stand without breaking!

Waiting in place, nothing can wait, become stronger! Become stronger! Become stronger! !

It is not required to become as powerful as Fang Yue and Lord Han, but at least one must make progress, instead of standing still for ten years and being trapped to death in the third class of Houtian.

Indigenous villagers are inherently not as fast as players.

Lin Ling witnessed the demise of Gu Yue Village with his own eyes, and was stimulated by Fang Yue's growth rate from an ordinary person to the acquired second realm in about a month, and even wrestled with rain-level powerhouses.

However, as long as he calms down and thinks about it with his head, he should understand that Fang Yue's situation is completely a special case and a player's privilege.

Ordinary aborigines, if they want to grow so fast, they really need qualifications and unique resources to feed them, so that they can show such a growth rate.

But Lin Ling doesn't have that condition.

He can only search and pursue by himself, and no one knows how far he can rush in the end.

But the scene of Fang Yue repelling the Wuyu Clan last night has been imprinted in Lin Ling's heart forever, and he will never forget it! And use it to motivate yourself!

He is changing, slowly changing, starting from the foundation, from the perspective of thinking.

Master Han watched his changes and sighed inwardly.

If Lin Ling had better aptitude, or had a little more talent, he might have passed on the inheritance to him long ago.

During the period before Fang Yue appeared, Mr. Han dragged his heavily injured body, and he would not live long. He had already considered leaving the inheritance, so he had an explanation.

It's a pity that after so many years, Lin Ling didn't even cultivate enough to be qualified to inherit his inheritance.

Mr. Han wanted to pat Lin Ling on the shoulder to comfort him, but now he only has a head and no body, so this kind of thing cannot be done. Even before Chen Lao thought that he was dead, after throwing him to the ground, Mr. Han It was with one head, rolling all the way to their gathering point in mud.

After speaking a few words of comfort, the night rain and thunder outside gradually subsided, and the rain gradually became smaller.

This night, everyone experienced a lot. After arranging a vigil for some people, everyone fell into a deep sleep.

Even Master Qiang Ruhan slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

One night passed quickly.

When the sun rose in the early morning of the next day, the night rain had stopped at some point.

In the morning after the night rain, the sun was shining brightly.

After Lin Ling arranged Tiandan Zhiyuanwu and the others to guard Fang Yue and some wounded, he led others to search for supplies and survivors in the ruins of Gu Yue Village.

The former is okay, there is still a chance.

But the latter...

Lin Ling felt that there was little hope, because last night not only experienced the attack of the Wuyu tribe, but also experienced the erosion of the night rain.

Combined, it is almost impossible for anyone to survive alone.

But when they were busy until noon, Lin Ling suddenly saw Jing Yan who was searching for supplies together, and ran towards him in a hurry.

Lin, Captain Lin! We found a survivor!

survivor? !

Lin Ling's pupils shrank, and his face showed ecstasy.

Who is still alive... No! Take me there immediately!

Following Jing Yan, they ran all the way, and soon they came to a house whose walls had completely collapsed.

Many people have already been lifted up inside, all of them looked sad, and some even shook their heads and sighed.

This made the excited Lin Ling thump in his heart, and he faintly felt that something was wrong. Could it be... I'm late? The survivor has died of serious injuries?

It seemed that they had discovered Lin Ling's arrival, and people made way for them.

Lin Ling walked in, looked inside, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

In the ruins of the dilapidated and messy house, a broken wooden thorn more than 30 centimeters thick pierced the chest of the person lying on the ground.

This scene of tragic death is like a person on the ground who suddenly found a broken wooden thorn falling down, then flew over to protect something, and was pierced by the wooden thorn to death.

Lin Ling's footsteps gradually slowed down, his facial expression gradually became painful, angry, and his body began to tremble.

Because, he recognized the person on the ground who was pierced by the wooden thorn.

Even though he just turned his back to everyone, Lin Ling did recognize it.

That's... the blood hunter!

When Lin Ling walked to the side of the blood hunter's body, he was finally sure that he did not admit his mistake.

That handsome old face, which was enough to fascinate the older women in Gu Yue Village, had many wounds, and even one wound cut directly from the left cheek to the bridge of the nose, disfiguring on the spot.

Lin Ling didn't know what the blood hunter had experienced last night, but the blood hunter must have fought desperately.

He remembered that the Blood Hunter followed them to confront the Wuyu Clan, and was later suppressed by the black cloud, broke up the formation, and then separated.

In the end... the fight together last night was already the last farewell in this life.

Lin Ling clenched his fists, his eyes were slightly red.

Wow!

Suddenly, the blood hunter's body moved, and let out a weak barking sound.

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Ling suddenly understood what the survivors Jing Yan was talking about.

The Blood Hunter is dead, there is no doubt about it.