Chapter 87 Guess, Will You Die?Beside a mountain stream, Jiang Lan bent down and washed the dried blood off his hands. After washing his hands, he stood up again and looked at the flames rising from the residential area in the distance. Jiang Lan licked his lips, turned into a phantom, and ran towards the residential area. He did not choose to continue waiting for Xiao Zizai there. Xiao Zizai himself said that it would take him at least an hour to finish. This hour is enough for Jiang Lan to kill at least ten people. Normally, even if Xu Si asked him to kill people, he could only do it one by one, and they might not be available at any time. There are not many opportunities like this for him to vent his emotions, so Jiang Lan must cherish it. Waiting for Xiao Zizai there was a pure waste of time, so Jiang Lan simply continued looking for the target. Although Taowu has now fully awakened, fortunately, Jiang Lan did not feel anything wrong.
In the current situation, he didn't have the energy to dwell on it. He decided to wait until this matter was over before carefully studying the newly awakened beast. With his mind filled with messy thoughts, Jiang Lan suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from not far ahead. "Oh!" Hearing the sound, Jiang Lan's detection ability was activated again, and the scenery within a few hundred meters around him appeared clearly in his mind. Not far in front of him, a light golden Qi ball was being surrounded by five Qi balls of different sizes, the smallest of which was not even a quarter of the size of the light golden Qi ball. However, the larger one is more than twice as big as the light golden Qi ball. Zhang Lingyu? Jiang Lan narrowed his eyes. Previously, he had already written down the Qi of all the contestants. The light golden ball of qi represents the top disciple of Mount Longhu, Zhang Lingyu. But he had never seen the five people around Zhang Lingyu before. I think it should be a person with all the characteristics. A smile appeared on Jiang Lan's lips. If it was Zhang Lingyu who was in danger, he would not be interested at all. But the people surrounding Zhang Lingyu are all evil, so Jiang Lan, as a messenger of justice, has to take care of them. Thinking in his mind, the next moment, Jiang Lan jumped dozens of meters away like lightning. When he stood firm, he was already standing between Zhang Lingyu and the Quan Xing people. Seeing Jiang Lan suddenly appear, everyone present, including Zhang Lingyu, was stunned. However, Jiang Lan didn't care about their expressions at all. He raised his head and looked up and down at the five people of Quan Xing. Among these five people, there are four men and one woman.
The woman was wearing a red turtleneck sweater and high heels. She had a nice figure, but the viciousness in her eyes was hard to hide. The other two were strangers who looked younger. One of them had dyed yellow hair and looked arrogant and unruly, while the other was holding a mourning stick and looked like he was here to visit a grave instead of fighting. As for the last two, they were a hunchbacked old man and a middle-aged man who looked old enough to be a model, weighing at least three or four hundred kilograms. The arrogant and unruly yellow-haired man looked at Jiang Lan with an unfriendly look. "We came here to look for Zhang Lingyu, but we didn't expect someone to rush here to die." As he spoke, he took a step forward and flew towards Jiang Lan like an arrow. His voice came before his words. "Take this palm from me!" Behind him, the woman and the man holding the mourning stick showed a hint of hesitation in their eyes, as if they wanted to speak up to stop him, but the unruly young man was too fast and flew in front of Jiang Lan before they could open their mouths. Seeing this, Jiang Lan's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty look, and the nails on his right hand grew more than an inch longer in an instant. He stretched out his left hand like lightning, and with one hand like a vise, he tightly grasped the neck of the young man in front of him. At the same time, behind Jiang Lan, two phantoms of ferocious beasts appeared again, with ferocious and violent eyes. They stared fiercely at the man whose neck was pinched by Jiang Lan, and roared like beasts. "Ow—" "Roar--" The young man's arrogance and confidence just now completely disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Jiang Lan with fear in his eyes. He seemed to want to beg for mercy, but his neck was pinched so tightly that it was difficult for him to breathe, let alone make a sound. Jiang Lan had no intention of listening to his begging for mercy. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips. His right hand instantly pierced through the man's chest and came out from behind him. When Jiang Lan came out from behind the man, his right hand was not empty, but holding a scarlet object that was still beating slightly. Zhang Lingyu was standing on Jiang Lan's side and didn't see clearly what was happening. But he noticed that the Quan Xing people standing opposite him were staring at Jiang Lan's direction, their pupils suddenly shrank, and their expressions were filled with fear for a moment. However, the older, hunchbacked old man's emotions did not fluctuate as dramatically as the others. He swallowed lightly, "Young man, you are really ruthless. I have been hanging out in Quanxing for most of my life, and I have never seen anyone who is so ruthless. Compared to me, you are more like Quanxing." Jiang Lan crushed the bright red heart, released his left hand that was holding the young man's body, and let him fall stiffly to the side. After doing all this, he tilted his head and looked at the old man with interest. "Don't look at me like that. That kid deserved to die." The hunchbacked old man held a string of prayer beads in his hand. "He rushed forward without even knowing the opponent's strength. His death is only a matter of time." Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows slightly. "Then guess, will you die?" "I'm not stupid, old man. Of course I won't die. At least I won't die here." The hunchbacked old man smiled. "Tsk... that may not be the case."
At this time, although the emotions in Jiang Lan's Dantian had been completely released, Jiang Lan did not lose his mind. Instead, he still had the leisure to chat with the hunchbacked old man. Now the ferocious beasts no longer reside in his sea of consciousness, so even if he lets them all go, he will not completely lose his mind. However, if the emotions are too intense, it is possible that he will lose his mind. But to reach that level, it is only possible if the energy in Dantian is accumulated to the limit and explodes on its own. Under normal circumstances, it will not have much impact at all. In a sense, the help that Jiang Lan received from practicing in Baiyun Temple for those days was immeasurable. If the inner elixir did not exist, he would probably still be tormented by emotions all the time. As Jiang Lan finished speaking, he moved his feet slightly, and his figure disappeared instantly, causing a gust of wind to blow on the spot. The old man was stunned at first, then he reacted instantly and quickly stepped back. But the location where Jiang Lan appeared afterwards was far beyond his expectations. Jiang Lan did not chase him, but instead appeared next to the only woman in the field. (End of this chapter)