After I was reincarnated, I turned into an elf girl

In a few seconds, Ling Mu's sickle was in front of the old man.

The old man looked surprised but calmed down quickly.

"Little hairy girl with this ability is not enough!"

Speaking of a burst of invisible fluctuations, Ling Mu's brain seemed to be stirred evenly the moment he touched the fluctuations, and his head almost exploded.

This directly caused Ling Mu to fall from mid-air to the ground, drop his sickle and clutch his head desperately.

"Yo, it didn't explode directly. It seems interesting, and I can let the old man play two more rounds."

Ling Mu was in so much pain that he couldn't think, he didn't hear anything, he just felt like he was going to die.

The moment the old man jumped off the tree, countless silver needles shot straight at Ling Mu.

Ling Mu stomped his feet to form a triple bathing circle, regaining his sanity and barely dodging the blow.

The sickle was retracted and changed into a staff, the blessing of the moon god and the bathing were released at the same time, but the feeling of headache only recovered for a moment.

Ling Mu's expression became ruthless, and the front of the staff was filled with three layers of flames, forming a form that burned up everything it passed.

"It's not bad, it's a good seedling, but I'm tired of playing today."

A wave visible to the naked eye came out, the moment it touched Ling Mu, the headgear turned pink, and then Ling Mu began to foam at the mouth and puffed away.

The old man glanced at Ling Mu who was lying on the ground and shook his head, saying that he was about to send her off for the last time.

Ling Mu felt that he was in the endless darkness around the place where he had just meditated.

The black shadow from before saw Ling Mu's head buzzing.

"Good guy, I just gave her a chance and she died?"

Ling Mu saw clearly the figure under the black cloak this time, it was a young lady with long silver hair and a very handsome face.

"May I ask who you are? Where is this place?"

The silver-haired lady brushed her broken hair behind her ears and said, "You don't need to know so much, you just need to know that you are dead"

Question marks filled Ling Mu's head, "Aren't I immune to a fatal injury?"

"Hey, this voice sounds familiar, and this look also looks familiar. Aren't you the young lady who gave me the Hundred Soul Armor?"

The silver-haired lady coughed twice and lowered her voice, "I'm just doing my job, I'll send you back before your time comes.

"Is it so good? But will that perverted old man guard my corpse?"

"The flow of time here is very different from the outside world. Now the outside world should not even pass a microsecond. Let me first say that I will only save you once. If you die later, I will take you into reincarnation."

Ling Mu nodded frantically, "Good lady"

Speaking of which, Ling Mu came back to his senses and avoided the old man's fatal blow. The sickle flew and cut the throat of the defenseless old man.

The old man covered the wound on his neck with horror on his face, "Aren't you dead?"

Ling Mu slashed out "I thought so too"

The old man wanted to release the mental disturbance again, but once again, he was not as fast as Ling Mu's scythe, which directly separated the old man's head and body.

The moment the old people cut off from each other, they turned green all over, looking like a goblin.

"It turned out to be a goblin. I forgot to use the identification. By the way, what is the place Miss System just now?"

("The place where the soul is ferried")

"Damn, so I really hung up just now? Oh no, Miss System, why does your voice sound so similar to that silver-haired lady just now?"

(In the heart of the system, "I won't be discovered by her, I have to find a way to get away with it") ("We all borrowed the voice of the world so the voice is the same")

"The voice of the world? I seem to understand now."