Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

Seeing this, Ye Lan raised his eyebrows.

It is indeed a stream of consciousness.

No matter how hard ordinary people train their bodies, it is impossible to reach an indestructible level. However, there is a school of consciousness in the West that has researched the legend of using spiritual magic to defeat diseases. Later, Tarot cards, witchcraft, werewolves and other schools were derived.

These powers look powerful, but are actually fragile.

Because people can self-hypnotize, it means that the spiritual power itself is not strong enough. When encountering a strong enemy, the spirit will collapse in an instant.

Those few people died because their mental strength collapsed.

The girl group who took refuge under a tree was so frightened by the pile of dead people that their faces turned pale, but luckily they saw too much along the way and could barely stand.

What surprised them most now was not the dead person, but the girl's ability.

They had just witnessed how Ye Lan defeated a group of tall foreigners with a leaf.

In addition to shock, there was also deep awe in his mind at this moment.

"Let's go to Ye Shen quickly." Ren Jiarong reacted, supported Liu Yalan, and waved others to go over.

Now it is safest to stay by Ye Lan's side.

However, before they could move, a shadow enveloped them.

Several people raised their heads and saw a white man covered in blood with a ferocious face and a broken arm. He endured the pain and walked around. The thugs went straight to grab Liu Yalan.

For this reason, only by capturing a useful hostage can they have a chance of survival.

"No, don't, ah!" Liu Yalan was so frightened that she forgot to cover her injured face. She wanted to run but found that her legs were too weak to walk, so she subconsciously called for help, "Mr. Yun, help me!"

Snapped.

There was a crisp sound, and the white man's wrist was caught.

Liu Yalan felt happy, "Yun..."

She was about to call out the name that was on her mind, but when she raised her head, she saw only a slender figure.

The girl stood in the moonlight, and the silver light cast a layer of white gauze over her body. The other person's eyes were lowered, with neither sadness nor joy, like a god who towered over the nine heavens and sympathized with all living beings.

Then with a gentle wave of his sleeves, the two-meter-tall white man flew straight out and hung on another tree branch. The last glimmer of hope was gone, and his breath was gone.

The danger was over, but Liu Yalan still stared up at the girl without moving.

Ye Lan noticed her gaze, half lowered his eyes, and said with a cold expression: "Do you still think you are the most suitable?"

This sentence was ordinary, and there was not even a hint of ridicule in the tone, only the girl's slight confusion.

But Liu Yalan felt like she had been slapped several times in the face, causing her nose and face to be bruised and swollen. Thinking of all the speculations and slanders she had made about the girl before, she blushed so much that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

She originally thought that everyone was Cinderella, and if Ye Lan could do it, so could she.

But now I realize that the girl in front of me is not a pheasant flying on a branch at all, but a phoenix high above.

At this time, Xiao Yunting realized that the battle was over and started to take action.

The palm of Huntian Dao's inner strength struck with all his strength, directly smashing the person into pieces.

When the young man in charge saw this, his expression suddenly changed, "Get out quickly!"

He said why the two sides had been entangled for so long and still couldn't decide the winner. Their physical strength was almost exhausted, but Xiao Yunting seemed to be able to do it with ease.

Ganqing fought for a long time, but the opponent never used his full strength.

However, it was too late to run away now.

Xiao Yunting didn't even use any serious energy to accumulate energy. He just swept the wind of his palm across and knocked all these people away in an instant. When he hit the tree, he didn't just break bones, but after the trunk of the tree broke, his whole body was pierced and hung. Up above.

The cruelty of the method made the rest of the first team feel nauseated, and they ran to the river and vomited.

"How is it?" Ye Lan walked to him and asked without changing his expression.

Xiao Yunting didn't like her seeing the bloody scene he had created. He turned slightly to block her view and then said in a deep voice: "The body's ability to resist blows has improved, but everything else is ordinary."

I have been struggling for so long, but it was just a test.

"Well, it should be a player who has lived in the jungle for a long time, learned spiritual power from it, and was driven by the castle to deal with the last weak force here." Ye Lan couldn't help but admire the creator of this game as he said it.

From teamwork to hunting each other, creating the strongest one, and finally strangling the extra branches of the big tree, even she couldn't find any flaws in the interlocking and perfect layout.

If she and Xiao Yunting hadn't both been ancient warriors, they would have become pawns of the castle in this jungle.

"I'm getting more and more curious now." She said with the corners of her lips raised.

Xiao Yunting was always responsive to her requests. He took her hand and said without hesitation: "Let's cross the river now."

"Yes." Ye Lan nodded and let him lead her to the river bank. With a tap of her toes, she easily crossed the ten-meter-wide river.

The others who were still lying on the bank vomiting were dumbfounded, and then the boys group realized belatedly that they had not crossed the river yet.

"Then what should we do now?" They looked at the rushing river and thought of the huge bonus of 500 million. When they were debating whether to build a boat to cross it, they heard a middle-aged man sighing from behind.

"Hey, haven't you noticed yet? With their skills, they can actually cross the river alone early in the morning, but they stayed here for the night without leaving. Obviously they want to give us one last hand and help us get rid of these people." The female professor's usually gentle voice showed a bit of coldness. After revealing the truth, she helped her husband stand up and said with a slightly mocking look: "If you still can't see clearly how much you weigh, go ahead, no one will stop you." You guys."

"..."

The boys' group was silent.

They looked at the still-cool bodies under the tree and the fighting prowess of these people. They recalled how scared they were that time, and no matter how thick-skinned they were, they were on fire.

The reason why they persisted in crossing the river was because they wanted to rely on Xiao Yunting and Ye Lan's powerful force protection to get a piece of the pie in the end.

Now that this idea was exposed, they looked at the figure that had disappeared on the other side and finally gave up the idea completely.

While walking on the smooth asphalt road in the mountains, Ye Lan raised his hand and waved in the air.

"Can you feel it?"

Xiao Yunting held her hand and nodded solemnly, "Well, there is a very powerful spiritual force covering the entire jungle."

Ever since crossing the other side of the river, this wave of mental energy has been oppressing the brain nerves. Ordinary people who are a little more fragile will faint on the spot as soon as they come in.

He and Ye Lan only felt slightly uncomfortable, but this already explained the problem.

"The people in the castle are very strong."

Xiao Yunting rarely acknowledges the strength of others. Ye Lan is the first, and the existence of the castle is the second.

The two of them did not hide, and walked all the way to the mountainside, standing outside the castle courtyard. The white hollow fence door was not closed. When they pushed the door open, they entered a well-tended small garden with roses planted on both sides.

The bright flowers are in full bloom, complementing the light blue walls of the castle, giving it a European-style tone.