After rebirth, I got into the arms of the sickly and charming wife of the chaebol

Chapter 237

[Lin Ran: "If you say one more word, I'll kill you."]

Xiao Hei: . . . . . . ?

Lin Ran was ready to rush out.

["Come back soon, someone is coming, don't let your exposure hurt them."]

Xiao Hei's voice rang out in Lin Ran's mind anxiously, stopping Lin Ran's movements.

After a closer look, someone was coming.

In fact, Lin Ran knew that Xiao Hei was right, and his body had already trembled slightly.

His eyes were full of pain and helplessness, like a beast trapped in a cage, watching his companions outside suffer but unable to do anything.

And Luo Yao's small figure was extremely lonely and desolate.

Is this Luo Yao's most lonely and desperate moment?

Accompanied by a sharp eagle cry, it broke the silent air and echoed in the woods, revealing a kind of lofty majesty.

"You won, one of you can learn some skills from me."

A woman's voice came, the voice was cold and indifferent, as if there was no human emotion.

She appeared without any warning, with an eagle hovering above her head, the eagle's eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if examining everything on the ground.

"One?"

Luo Yao raised her head, her voice was a little hoarse, that was the result of a long battle.

"Yes, only one. In today's drill, I will only accept one disciple in each group. In other words, out of the six people in your group, only one can survive in the end."

The woman said expressionlessly, her eyes were like a cold abyss, without any ripples.

Luo Shuigou had not yet recovered from the sadness of losing his brother. Hearing the woman's words, he asked while sobbing.

"But we are teammates, isn't it three against three?" His face was full of tears, and his eyes were puzzled by this cruel rule.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.

Suddenly, she attacked without warning, so fast that people had no time to react. A cold light flashed in her hand, and Luo Shuigou's body fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

Blood gushed out from his carotid artery like a fountain, and the blood splashed on the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound, as if it was a countdown to death.

"You are not suitable here, and you can't have feelings here."

The woman said coldly, her voice was like a cold wind blowing from hell, which made people shudder.

Luo Shuimao also fell down, his eyes were wide open, full of fear and unwillingness.

He died with his eyes open, staring straight in the direction of Lin Ran, as if telling Lin Ran about his pain and despair.

The erratic eyes seemed to be looking for something.

Finally, before he left, he found the hero in his heart, his lips trembled slightly, and he murmured in the direction of Lin Ran.

"Sun...Wu...Kong, why...don't you...save...me?"

The weak voice drifted in the air, but it hit Lin Ran's heart like a heavy hammer.

Lin Ran felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He knew that Luo Yao's world was cruel, but he didn't expect it to be so cruel.

In this world, life can be trampled on at will like an ant, and feelings are a luxury. Once you have them, they may bring disaster.

What kind of world is this?

Why do I seem to have never known her?

Will that woman do something to little Luo Yao?

He can choose not to save the two brothers, but he can't ignore Luo Yao.

Lin Ran is not a saint, nor a saint, but he is a human.

He knows in his heart that if he goes out, he will die, but how can he sit and wait for death at this moment?

He wants to win a glimmer of life for little Luo Yao.

Xiao Hei's lazy voice came: [Don't be impulsive. If Luo Yao is in trouble, she won't live to the future. Don't you understand this truth? ]

[But if you really go out and change the past trajectory, it is unknown whether Luo Yao can live to the future. ]

Lin Ran was stunned for a moment.

"Luo Yao, remember, I will be your teacher in the future. In fact, I am very close to you. I am your grandfather's biological sister. According to seniority, I am your aunt."

The woman looked at Luo Yao, and a trace of imperceptible satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

Luo Yao looked at Luo Shuimao on the ground, without crying or making a fuss, but asked coldly: "Is there no emotion here?"

Although her voice was not loud, it revealed a chilling courage, as if challenging this cruel world.

Luo Tangji nodded, her expression did not change at all, and she still looked cold and ruthless.

"Emotion is a manifestation of weakness. Only by abandoning emotions can we survive in this cruel world."

Suddenly, Luo Yao held a dagger in her hand, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

She rushed towards Luo Tangji, so fast that even Luo Tangji was startled.

Luo Yao's figure was like a flash of lightning, breaking the silence.

The dagger in her hand flashed with cold light, which was a symbol of her anger and a weapon for her to resist fate.

But it only shocked Luo Tangji, who was a strong man who had fought for a long time.

She was faster, and with a flash of her body, she easily dodged Luo Yao's attack.

A scornful smile appeared on her face, as if she was mocking Luo Yao's arrogance.

"Very good, you even dare to attack your own aunt. What I need is someone like you. I believe that you will definitely surpass your aunt Luo Wuyou in the future. Remember, only one person can survive here."

The woman did not do anything to Luo Yao, but let her go.

In her eyes, Luo Yao's spirit of resistance was rare, and she seemed to see the day when Luo Yao would become a strong man in the future.

Luo Yao also realized that she could never be the opponent of the woman in front of her. A trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she knew that it was futile to resist now.

She had to wait.

Tolerance is also a skill.

So, she stopped attacking and looked at Luo Tangji coldly.

Luo Tangji left, and her figure gradually disappeared in the woods.

Before leaving, she also "thoughtfully" helped Luo Yao take away the five corpses.

"Just right for my Huadiao to eat."

The woman's cold voice came, as if she was talking about something very ordinary, rather than treating those once living lives.

The excited cry of an eagle came from the sky.

As the woman left, Luo Yao seemed to have lost all her strength, and she sat directly on the land stained with blood.

Looking at the bloodstains left by her dead teammates with empty eyes, her thoughts seemed to drift far away.

"No feelings... no relatives... hehe! It's true..." Luo Yao murmured to herself. The laughter was creepy. It was her desperate mockery of the world.