The clothes on Mo Xie's body are not invulnerable to fire and water, and even after the baptism of Zhou Xinyan's wind blade, it is not much better than the beggar's hole outfit, if there is any insect that can bite through his clothes, it will not make him feel the slightest surprise. But the skin, flesh, muscles, and bones on his body are different--he has exchanged for the enhancement of the 'Medium Dragon Bloodline' under the vigorous recommendation of the Holy Text! With the input of almost 10,000 points, even a pig can be strengthened into a mammoth!

Mo Xie has never doubted the toughness of his body, to be honest, it has been strengthened to the current level, although it still can't protect against bullets, but ordinary knives can at most leave a white mark on his skin.

And now he's bleeding.

What kind of iron and steel teeth are these insects equipped with!

Ignoring the wound on his back, Mo Xie danced his right arm straight like a disc, and for a while, no flying insect could get close.

It's just that this is not a long-term solution, as long as he still stays in the sea of worms, then it is only a matter of time before his back is bitten into a dry bone.

"Made, isn't the worst thing in the world to be, 'People die, but money hasn't been spent'!

The temples are throbbing suddenly every moment, and the weirdness of this place is probably not only devouring the two of the detached spiritual power and the sea of insects, but these two things alone are enough for Mo Ye to drink a pot. At this time, if you leave something behind and take care of something, I am afraid that today next year will be Mo Xie's death day.

"Solution!"

The right arm was still in constant motion, and Mo Ye used his free left hand to point his sword at his chest and poke it indiscriminately, as if he was going to open some kind of 'injuring 10,000 enemies and damaging 8,000' big move.

No, he wasn't 'poking' indiscriminately, every drop of Mo Ye's fingers was at the acupuncture points or the intersection of blood.

After strengthening the so-called 'Dragon Bloodline', Mo Ye's special ability is five things called 'energy storage pipes', generally speaking, he will seal the compressed sword qi in the pipeline in advance, and release it unexpectedly when fighting with people, often to obtain miraculous effects.

It's just that in the last mission world, he can be said to have exhausted all means, and the inventory in the 'energy storage pipeline' was also used up, until he returned and was exhausted, he didn't have time to inject enough energy into the 'pipe'.

Except sometime.

Rushing up to the Nine Heavens with a sword, facing Zhou Xinyan's Wind Blade, Mo Ye, who was not killed at the first time, used his 'Racial Special Technique' to seal part of the energy of the Wind Blade into the 'Energy Storage Pipeline'.

However, the power of the wind blade emitted by Zhou Xinyan was so great, even if it was a small part, it still made the 'energy storage pipeline' unable to hold on, and the situation at that time was too critical, Mo Ye didn't have the time or heart to sort it out carefully, and after introducing the wind blade energy into the 'pipe', he didn't care, and let the 'pipe' close itself due to saturation.

Now, what he has to do is unseal the closed 'pipeline'.

The self-enclosed 'pipes' were all attached to Mo Xie's right rib cage, as if that was their lair.

"Lair?"

This word suddenly flashed in Mo Ye's mind, but this word only flashed in a flash, and the current situation did not allow him to think much about it at all.

In the darkness, the 'ants' seemed endless, the fires made of gasoline burning were crumbling in the onslaught of the moths to the flames, and these insects did not seem to be restrained by the flames like other insects in nature that Mo Xie knew.

Fire can't protect Mo Xie, and there are fewer and fewer safe places for Mo Ye to set foot in.

"Open it for me!"

With one last finger, run from top to bottom where all the 'pipes' are located.

"Sa~!"

The sound of the wind overflowed from Mo Ye's body, and this was just the beginning, and five bands of light appeared from top to bottom on his right rib.

"All exits!!"

Mo Xie's roar contained a sense of pain.

There is pain that comes from the body, and there is also pain that comes from the heart.

The energy he had ventured to incorporate could have had a much greater purpose!

“――！”

An indescribable voice, Mo Ye standing on the tuyere could only hear his own tinnitus.

Five columns of wind erupted from the 'pipes', as powerful as the engines of jet planes.

In an instant, Mo Xie was pushed up by the wind, and rushed into the sky like a cannonball along a diagonal line.

"Ahh

In order to protect his eardrums, but also because this kind of out-of-control flight was really unsettling, Mo Ye shouted, his voice was infinitely lengthened, until it was swallowed by the night.

Will he be able to get out of danger this time?

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"An earthquake of magnitude 5 on the Richter scale occurred in the mountainous area of Anxiang in southwest China, and the 8064th train of the Southern Railway was unfortunately buried by a landslide......"

"The former director of the Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau was corrupt and nourished gangs, and was found to be involved in the assassination of President Osi, and committed suicide in fear of crime......

In the past two days, there have been various explosions in the domestic press, and the undercurrents of all parties have been surging under the reports, the attention of the small people in society has been frequently shifted, and all departments, especially the police and public security departments, are in danger, but all this is not under the attention of a certain culprit.

Before it was late at night, a passenger plane dropped from the largest airport in southern Xinjiang.

"Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's always good?"

With a red face full of light, he couldn't tell that he had been waiting at the airport for a long time, and when Yan Xianhua got off the plane, he was greeted by greeting personnel, and the person at the head combed his standard big back, looking more like a big guy at the gambling table than like a mixed political arena.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just miss my brothers very much, brothers, it's business as usual tonight?"

Yan Xianhua smiled, contrary to the seriousness when he was in the imperial capital, at this moment he put away his official authority, as if he was a wealthy businessman who came to southern Xinjiang for vacation.

"As usual, of course as usual, ...... this little brother is?"

The 'big back' opened the way for Yan Xianhua and glanced at Lin Ming behind Yan Xianhua.

After getting off the plane, Lin Ming followed behind Yan Xianhua and carried a black suitcase, his foreigner's skin made him look very conspicuous wherever he walked in this country.

"Friends from Russia, their own people. ”

didn't introduce Lin Ming Yan Xianhua too much, he just gave the 'big back' a look that only they understand.

"Please advise. ”

Speaking in broken and stiff Chinese, Lin Min nodded at the 'big back', looking like he didn't understand the rules of the Heavenly Dynasty.

His identity has changed again, and it is obvious that Yan Xianhua was hypnotized for the second time.

"Where, where. ”

The 'big back' glanced at Lin Ming deeply, and then there was a trace of confusion in his eyes that others could not perceive.

"Sure enough, it's really embarrassing...... Mo Ye that guy. ”

Eye contact was enough, and Lin Ming had already obtained the information he needed.

He has stepped into southern Xinjiang, and the next step is to put the script in his heart on the agenda.