This plan was not opposed by others, so Mo Li took the lead, "Tongtong, you wait a minute, you are responsible for scanning the panorama again and marking the location of the werewolf, Hua Jian Xian, you stay here and are responsible for temporarily trapping the werewolf, and I, Su Qidong and Pan are responsible for luring the werewolf over."

"Here, three of them are coming!" Tongtong's screams rose high with the werewolf's end, and he covered his mouth with his hand in advance before everyone could stand it anymore.

Hanama held a large handful of rune paper in his hand, and drew a perfect semicircle in the air with both hands, and the rune paper seemed to be infused with souls and spread vertically in the air with the movements of his hands. When the hands are up and down to draw a semicircle, the rune paper also forms a circle, and the flower string pushes forward with both hands, and the rune paper shoots towards the previously selected wooden house, pasting it all over the wooden house.

The rune paper was smoothly pasted in the middle of the wooden house, and the originally snow-white paper flashed with complex abstract patterns, and the next second it returned to white paper.

"Let me in!"

Mo Li wrapped his tail around a werewolf, restrained its hands and feet, and then twisted his body, and his tail also carried the werewolf to do a parabolic movement in the horizontal plane, throwing the werewolf to the front of the house, and the whole person jumped up and stepped on the werewolf's back with both feet, and then landed lightly.

The werewolf was stamped so hard that it smashed through the wooden door and entered, leaving a large hole in the wooden house. If every werewolf had been "sent in" like this, it is estimated that the wooden house would have fallen apart long ago and lost its role in shaping plants.

"Quack-" Eight crows grabbed a werewolf with one paw, swooped directly to the front of the wooden house, and threw the werewolf into the big hole that Mo Li had made one after the other, and finally defiantly screamed at the demon fox twice, frightening a string of fox fire next to the other party.

Mo Li gritted his teeth and shouted at Su Qidong, who had already left to look for other werewolves, on the Spirit Channel, "Take care of your psychic beast, be careful when you come back and become a werewolf's charcoal-grilled crow feast!" ”

"......" Su Qidong selectively shielded.

"Quack! Croak! ”

As if knowing that the fox girl was speaking ill of her master, the crow would fall to the ground and tilt her head at Mo Li for a while, and then spread her wings to kick up a cloud of dust. Falling to the ground, the feathers are gone.

"Hehe, Captain Moli doesn't have to go, the two of them are enough to lure all the werewolves over, you should prepare in advance." Hanama String's hands are sealed, maintaining the barrier that traps the werewolves. The runes didn't fall from the shattering of the house, in fact they were still suspended in the air, just clinging to the wooden house, creating the illusion that they were attached to it.

The werewolf slapped violently at the wooden house, and even one of them slapped directly at the large open hole in the house, but there was an invisible wall blocking it, so that the fierce beasts could not come out.

Tongtong is now concentrating on contacting Su Qidong and Pan. Keep up to date with the latest location of the werewolf and don't bother with what's happening on the spot.

Mo Li pinched several mistletoe-infested branches between his fingertips, and looked at the enchantment that trapped the werewolf with some distraction. Hanama tried to scream several times before she came back to her senses, and hurriedly responded, "I'm doing it." ”

"What, what's wrong with my enchantment?" Hua Jian calmly watched the ink on the rune paper get lighter and lighter, and a piece of rune paper flew out of his hand from time to time. Replenish the rune paper that has fallen due to the depletion of spiritual power.

The werewolf's slapping and dashing no longer consumes his spiritual power all the time, but once and for all, it is much better than being harassed by constantly newer monsters.

Mo Li went around the wooden house to plant the mistletoe, holding a little bit of demonic power in his hand to activate these sleeping plants, and the tips of the bare mistletoe branches sprouted tender green shoots, which was very beautiful. But Moli's attention is obviously not here, "You ...... enchantment"

Mo Li wanted to speak and stopped.

"Huh?" The strings of the flowers did not dare to be too distracted. I just asked rhetorically with an epilogue.

"It's nothing, sometimes people like to reminisce about the past when they are free." Mo Li whispered.

Hanama smiled in understanding and didn't say anything more.

"They're back!" Tongtong said to the two of them a little nervously. As if it was she who attracted the werewolves, "All five are in place, and no new werewolves' mental power fluctuations are generated." ”

Sure enough, as soon as Tongtong's words fell, the werewolf's unique howl was also clear in his ears. Su Qidong is protected by eight crows. came back quickly, and threw the three werewolves chasing behind him into the house. The color of the runes on the rune paper further faded, and it was about to disappear, and the strings between the flowers gradually showed a solemn expression.

Pan rushed back from the other direction, taking with him a werewolf with a broken arm and a werewolf with half of his face soaked in blood...... As long as it comes to the hands of this young man, few targets are still "complete", "mentally normal", and "alive" -- this is Mo Li's evaluation of Pan's battle in the future.

"I can't hold on." The strings between the flowers can't let go of the hand of the seal for a moment, and naturally they can't replenish the rune paper. He watched the rune paper peel off one by one, but he didn't show a nervous expression, he was still indifferent, probably afraid that his mood fluctuations would also affect the stability of the enchantment.

Pan stepped on the private car parked on the side of the road, stepped on the roof, and then easily crossed the roof to meet the crowd. The werewolf behind was not so lucky, first stomped on the poor car with Pan's footprints, and then ...... The wooden roof could not withstand the trampling of two huge bodies, and the two werewolves fell directly from the roof!

"I pray, Matona, the god of plants, to let your mercy break through the mist and let the forest stop the enemy's advance."

The demonic power in Mo Li's body was frantically drained, and in return, the mistletoe was activated and grew rapidly, and the huge branches and vines were first sparsely wrapped along the periphery of the house, and then more branches were pulled out from the branches and vines to surround the wooden house densely, and the branches also penetrated through the gaps in the doors and windows, like intertwined nerves filling the entire house, binding all the werewolves in the room.

The criss-crossed vines eventually form a perfect hemispherical shape, and the new green branches and leaves on the periphery exude the freshness unique to green plants. The cabin had long since been crushed to pieces by the mistletoe's growth, and the werewolves inside were trapped by the thick branches, unable to move, and let out an unpleasant wail.

I don't know if the branches are too tight, and the werewolf's howl seems to have become a little weak.

"The forces of nature have a certain restraint effect on creatures such as werewolves and vampires, and the purifying effect of mistletoe is like a chronic poison to them." Seeing that the others were worried that the werewolf would be suffocated inside, Hanama explained.

Mo Li did not immediately stop the transmission of demonic power, but waited for the plant to grow completely and steadily, and confirmed that the werewolf inside did not have the strength to struggle and resist, before letting go of his hand and sitting on the ground. Gasping directly against his masterpiece. This time, she really drained two-thirds of the demonic power in her body at once, and the dizziness similar to low blood sugar hit again.

Hanama String was also completely relieved, his face was not very good-looking and he sat on the ground in a casual posture, not caring about the dirty clothes on his body that looked valuable.

"Rest in place and regain your strength." Mo Li couldn't speak, so he said weakly in the spirit channel.

"There are still forty minutes to go, everyone hurry up and rest, according to the reduction of the number of werewolves, the number of monsters at 11 o'clock is likely to be less than three, and there will be no opportunistic methods like now." The strings between the flowers are obviously much better than Moli. Answer in detail on her behalf, "This batch of werewolves is worth 800 bonus points, and it's a pity to wait until the hour disappears." Ink left the team—"

"Huh?" The demon fox with a bulging mouth raised his head and looked suspiciously at the flower strings that called his name and finally cracked his smile.

"......" Su Qidong tilted his head to indicate that he did not know the fox.

Mo Li seemed to "suddenly realize", raised the tiramisu cake in his hand, "Midnight dinner." Does anyone still want to order? Bread and cake and free mineral water~"

A minute later, there was also an extra bag of meat floss bread in his hand, and the sick boy didn't seem to have tasted this kind of food, so he was very interested in pulling the meat floss on it with his blood-stained hand and putting it on the tip of his tongue to taste it. After confirming that the taste is acceptable. I took a big bite of the bread, and wiped it off with my fingers with the crumbs at the corners of my mouth.

Tongtong pinched the convenient bag stained with saliva similar to "spore grass", and looked at Mo Li for help.

Mo Li waved his hand weakly. Even his usual favorite wagging tail was taken back to save demon power, "The Demon Realm Spore Grass is pure natural nectar, and the bread inside tastes really good." ”

"Isn't it really saliva?" Tongtong said that he didn't believe Mo Li's words this time, and he still looked at the transparent liquid hanging down the packaging bag with suspicion.

Hiding in Moli's sleeve and counting how many beautiful crystals there are in the storage space, Spore Grass No. 3 said that his glass heart was hurt by Sen Sen's - he hated QWQ. Everyone but the owner is the big badass!

Hanama picked a matcha-flavored cake, and didn't seem to like this cake that was too sweet and deviated from the original taste. Just took two bites and poured a mouthful of water, and then continued the topic that was interrupted just now, "How do you think Captain Moli distributes the 800 points of this batch of werewolves?" ”

"To Tongtong." Mo Li, who had recovered half of his demonic power, gradually began to have his spirit, crumpled the garbage bag into a ball and threw it into a trash can five meters away, the garbage bag rolled around the edge and hit it smoothly, and the demon fox's eyebrows also rose a few points, "Soul singer, as a full support profession, has little chance to participate in battles, and the points obtained are not proportional to the points required for strengthening, so naturally how much you can get." We can't always draw from our own points to strengthen her. ”

"Yes." Su Qidong was the first to express affirmation.

"Whatever." Pan doesn't seem to be very interested in this kind of points that are not obtained by his own strength.

"No problem." Hanama thought so at first, but then Mo Li's mouth just spoke.

"Hey, me? Can it really be? Tongtong, who finally overcame the psychological shadow and began to nibble on bread, raised his head, like a frightened rabbit looking left and right uneasily, and once again found that he had passed unanimously without expressing his opinion, "But...... I don't think I can beat them......" The voice behind him became smaller and smaller because of the owner's lack of confidence.

"With a bomb~"

"Don't forget how the 'beacon' was blown up."

Mo Li and Hanama said at the same time, the smiles on their faces were surprisingly consistent, and there was an effect of blood-colored shadows under the influence of the red moon.

ps：

Once upon a time there was a fox and a crow, and they (Moli: yo-girl, come a shot=dish=)