Chapter 1291 (2/2)

Every time someone comes, it is a hope. He is full of expectation and hopes that someone can succeed in practice.

Tuyi, standing quietly in the hall, quietly waiting.

...

Lu Ming stepped into the passage. At first, everything in the passage was quiet, but after a period of time, the surrounding environment changed suddenly.

”Kill, kill, kill!”

Suddenly, a roar full of killing thoughts rings out, endless killing thoughts, suddenly covering Lu Ming's whole body.

At this moment, Lu Ming's eyes turned red. It seemed that countless wild animals had been inspired. Lu Ming's heart was also full of endless killing thoughts.

This kind of killing idea is too cold and too strong. Ordinary people will become idiots when they are flushed by this killing idea.

But Lu Ming's eyes, just at the beginning of a wave, immediately, calm down.

”It's the test of Sha Nian again, but it's not as good as the endless killing thought of the third blood.”

Lu Ming thinks in her heart, her eyes are more and more calm, and she is not influenced by killing thoughts.

In fact, Lu Ming also knows why there is a test of killing ideas.

Because if a warrior wants to step on the top of the mountain, he must kill him. This road is destined to be the road of blood and blood. The road is destined to be the road of bloodshed. People who are not determined will be influenced by the idea of killing.Therefore, the test of some powerful inheritance settings will test the level of Sinian.

Unfortunately, Lu Ming's third blood is endless. These tests, compared with the third blood, are pediatrics.

No matter what to kill, Lu Ming is indifferent. Her eyes are calm. Step by step, she steps forward unswervingly.

Suddenly, the surrounding environment changed again.

That endless killing thought, disappeared without a trace.

Squeak...

in Lu Ming's ear, there are bursts of pleasant bird calls, clear and sweet.

Breeze blowing, bring bursts of flowers, refreshing.

In contrast to the endless killing thoughts just now, it makes Lu Ming's heart calm down.

Looking up, Lu Ming finds that he is outside a small mountain village.

In front of us is a small mountain village.

Around the village, green grass, flowers, colorful, there are birds flying, singing, like a paradise in general.

Ring the bell!

A girl of six or seven years old, pink and tender, with a red face, was very lovely. She had a string of bells on her wrists and ankles. As soon as she walked, she made a pleasant sound.

The little girl trotted to Lu Ming. She looked at Lu Ming curiously and said in a low voice, ”big brother, are you a foreigner? Is it lost? Come to my house and have a drink of milk tea

After that, the little girl takes Lu Ming's big hand and walks towards the village. She is so naive and lovely that Lu Ming can't bear to refuse.

”Hello, young man!”

A simple and honest man, carrying a handful of firewood, saw Lu Ming, with a simple smile, and said hello to Lu Ming.

Even if Lu Ming knew that this was an illusion, he couldn't help being infected by the simplicity. He had a smile on his face and nodded his head.

”My mother, this big brother is lost. I'll take him as a guest and invite him to drink milk tea!”

The little girl pulls Lu Ming into the village and comes to a wooden house.

In front of the wooden house, there was a young woman in her thirties. After seeing Lu Ming, she showed a clean smile and fondly touched the little girl's head and said, ”since it's Lingling's friend, that's her friend. You wait, I'll get milk tea!”

The young woman came into the house and quickly took out the tea bricks to make tea for Lu Ming. Soon, the strong smell of milk tea wafted in front of the wooden house.