I didn't expect that I would encounter such a sincere confession, and Ling Mo's spirit was a little trance for a while.

How long has it been since I came to this damn other world? I finally got to the day when I was confessed by a girl! Think about it carefully, after I crossed over, in addition to cultivation or cultivation in the early stage, I was inexplicably involved in all kinds of conspiracies and killings in the middle stage, and finally broke through the puzzle and jumped out of the barrier thinking that I could be at ease, but I was hit back by my own people and was imprisoned! Not to mention being confessed, the peaceful daily life has not passed for a few days! Could it be that after a lapse of several decades, his journey through time is finally going to return to the orthodox route and embark on the glorious path of the world's dragon arrogant humanoid bulldozer king overlord aura emitter passive aphrodisiac ejector?

Although she knew very well in her heart that Joan of Arc was just because she wouldn't fall in love with her just because she touched her, and she was the only person of the opposite sex who could communicate normally, so she desperately confessed to herself, wanting to experience the ordinary feeling of ordinary people's love, and she didn't like herself at all, but Ling Mo still couldn't help but feel very happy!

That feeling is not the joy of being confessed by a girl and secretly admiring how attractive she is, but the satisfaction of finally completing a platinum achievement after all the hardships when playing a game. Carefully tasting the feeling in his heart, Ling Mo glanced at the Demon Eye Elf from the corner of his eye, his gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of mountains and rivers, reaching a certain point in the elemental plane! Then, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to Joan of Arc:

"Okay, when you find your head, let's go back to our hometown and get married. ”

"Knot, knot, get married?!" stammered out this incomparably sacred word, Joan of Arc's pretty face was directly red, red and purple! Poof, a burst of green smoke appeared on her forehead, and she said expectantly: "This, this, this, this is still too early, right?" Mr. Ling, I think we should, should go step by step, right!"

Anyway, the two of them were acting, and Ling Mo didn't mind accompanying Joan of Arc to play the full set, he took two steps forward, held Joan of Arc's hand in turn, and said 'affectionately': "If you are willing to do this, then do as you say." Believe me, lovely people, I will give you the most romantic and perfect love experience!"

I don't know if I was really moved by Ling Mo, or if I was disgusted, Joan of Arc's eyelids drooped, and replied in a voice, "Thank you, Mr. Ling." ”

After saying this, her shyness seemed to reach the limit, and she rotated the head she held in her hand one hundred and eighty degrees, and then buried her face deep in her towering chest, pretending to be an ostrich, and stopped talking. Ling Mo maintained such a posture of half-hugging her, with a strange expression on his face, and glanced at the lens of the Demon Eye Elf again!

Teacher Ling is about to start an interracial relationship!"

"Nonsense! Miss Joan of Arc is so cute, and she is a human race, where is she interracial?"

"She's just a human race in the past! Now she's a headless horseman, come, read with me: hanging-bombing-heaven-riding-warrior-!"

"So what! Cute is enough, pretty is enough!"

"Just those eyes, I feel that Teacher Ling has made a lot of money!"

When Miss Joan of Arc opened her eyes for the second time just now, although she was not facing the camera, her power was weakened, but she still fascinated me deeply!"

"Are you sure it's cute? Her head is in her hand, isn't it terrifying to face a headless female corpse every day?"

"Water friends' Woo Meow King speaks with a howl' to reward the anchor with a mental storm! At the same time, he left a message: You are too shallow upstairs! You can take off your head casually, but it's a plus! You can unlock countless unknown poses!"

At the same time, he left a message: I wiped the upstairs and what you said is so reasonable! Suddenly I want to find a headless horseman PAO friend!"

"Ding!' King Mew spoke with a howl' and 'a hundred family names' was banned for forty-eight hours!"

"The previous brothers are all wrong! These two obviously don't like each other! It's just a show! Originally, I had a good sense of Miss Joan of Arc, but when she confessed like this, I suddenly felt like a green tea!"

"I can't talk about green tea, I'm just looking forward to love too much, right?"

"Teacher Ling's expression, the expression that was aimed at the magic eye elf twice, I think it has a lot of meaning!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It doesn't seem to be looking at us sailors at all, as if he is mocking someone, with an expression of 'are you angry?!'!"

"Master Ling!

"With Master Ling's cautious and jealous character, it is estimated that she has exploded her lungs now, right?"

"Shhhh

"Ling Shi Niang, call Ling Shi Niang! Are you watching the live broadcast? My husband is green, how do you feel if you want to be interviewed?"

"What husband? It's an 'ex-boyfriend'!"

"That's it, look at the shy appearance of Miss Joan of Arc! Can you be called green if you love each other?"

"Water friend 'Ling Mo's girlfriend' rewarded the anchor with a thunderbolt! At the same time, he left a message: Hehe, when I go out, I will kill you all.JPG"

“......”

The domineering huge special effects reward font spans the center of the interface in the live broadcast room, and the murderous aura revealed from it makes countless sailors tremble, and the originally prepared ridicule barrage can no longer be sent, this is a threat from a woman who is suspected to be the number one master in the mainland, who dares to ignore it?

There was a brief cold scene in the live broadcast room, of course Ling Mo also saw the reward, he smiled, took a step back quietly, let go of Joan of Arc from his arms, and asked: "Miss Joan of Arc, don't be shy, let's talk about love later, we have a lot of time to delay, do we have to leave immediately?"

Hearing this, Joan of Arc finally calmed down, she turned her wrist, the head in her arms turned one hundred and eighty degrees, with a trace of residual blush on her cheeks, and agreed: "Yes, we are indeed going to set off quickly, in this snowy land, I always feel that something bad will happen." ”

Next, the two stopped talking and began the boring rush process.

Because Xiao Han was seriously injured, the two had to rely on their physical strength to run again, just Ling Mo, who had recovered to a senior martial artist, was naturally not the opponent of the headless horseman Joan of Arc in terms of speed, and under the premise that Joan of Arc could control the speed, he followed it relatively reluctantly, however, the strong recovery ability of the senior martial artist stage soon appeared, which made Joan of Arc secretly a little frightened, and couldn't help but raise Ling Mo's combat effectiveness to a higher level in his heart.

Soon, her attention was drawn to something else.

Joan of Arc was visibly excited because she had just received her head, and many of the things she had been accustomed to in her life had returned after being lost for more than two hundred years, and she had become precious, and along the way, she was always on the move, curious about everything, and lovely at everything.

"Eh, so the snowflakes are white? From the perspective of the energy of the undead, the snowflakes are actually pale gray!"

"Haha, this crooked-necked tree is so ugly, ugly and cute!"

"Withered vines, old trees, faint crows, it's very meaningful, but it's a pity that Xiao Han is not a thin horse!"

"Ah, it turns out that the snapdragon grass we ate before is actually a skull! It tastes disgusting to think about it, but Mr. Ling, your cooking skills are very good, and the taste you make is great, and you still can't give it up!"

"Look at Mr. Ling, look at it, is this mandala flower pinned to my head, does it look good, does it have a sense of playfulness of the girl next door?"

"Hee-hee, put a few more flowers on my head, and my head will look like a vase for flower arrangement!

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ling, if I find my head in Dalong County, won't I have two heads?

"Hey!

Looking at the strange and posing for the spell casting of Blue Fat (ogre magician, with two heads), his eyes were full of anticipation, hoping to praise her Joan of Arc, Ling Mo pressed his eyebrows with a headache, he now regretted a little in his heart, since he promised Joan of Arc to fall in love with her, this originally saint-like girl suddenly became a little girl, a little pestering.

Constantly running back and forth, doing all kinds of things to attract his attention, like a child, completely unable to understand how an undead who has lived for hundreds of years can complete this transformation in an instant. And didn't you say that you can find your head and fall in love again, what is it now?

It can't go on like this!

Ling Mo was going to say something to discourage Joan of Arc's enthusiasm, he thought for a moment and asked abruptly, "After finding your head, you still only have one pair of eyes, right? What are you going to do then? Dig one out of this wooden head and fill it in, or dig two into it?"

Joan of Arc's movements suddenly stopped, the originally cheerful smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and she looked at Ling Mo with some resentment and complaint: "Mr. Ling, I have tried very hard to make myself forget about this matter, why do you have to mention it?"

"Running away won't solve the problem, and I think you still need to think about it. Ling Mo recounted in a flat voice: "Your original head and eyes were gouged out, isn't it unrecognizable now, are you sure you still know it?"

"How could you not recognize it! Even if the head is as tattered as a rotting corpse, we Headless Horsemen will not mistake our own head!"

"And if the head is rotten like a carrion, will you still put it around your neck?"

"Of course I ......" Joan of Arc habitually wanted to answer, but suddenly reacted, and immediately looked at Ling Mo angrily, the cheeks of the head in his hand bulged imperceptibly, and said angrily: "Bad-hearted Mr. Ling, is it funny to bully me? I don't want to pay attention to you!"

It's best to ignore me!

Ling Mo said secretly in his heart, looked at Joan of Arc, and sure enough, the other party began to play by himself, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was able to spare some energy to observe the creatures in the snow around him. Due to the huge amount of energy contained in the 'Super Energy Compression Biscuit' obtained by the mission, if Ling Mo of his physique ate it at this time, he would definitely be seriously injured again by the energy in it. Therefore, if he wants to replenish his energy now, he must make up his mind on those demonic beasts.

"Even though I'm in the Land of Decay, if I have a choice, I still want to capture some natural beasts as much as possible to replenish my energy. There was nothing to do left and right, and when he was hurrying, Ling Mo explained to the Demon Eye Elf: "It's not that the energy of the necromantic demonic beast can't be absorbed, but in my experience, it's better to absorb these xenomorph energy as little as possible unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise the millions of zombies in Raccoon City will be your fate." ”

"Although the natural type of Warcraft is not a mainstream Warcraft in the Land of Decay, it still accounts for at least about half of the total number, note that what I said above does not include insect-like Warcraft. When Ling Mo spoke, he suddenly leaned over in the snow and grabbed a long worm, showing it to the camera:

"See this earthworm-like bug? This is the ice bug, a powerful insect that claims to survive in temperatures as low as -50 degrees Celsius. If it weren't for the rotten place, such a fat, nutritious bug would have become my meal a long time ago, but in this hellish place, I had to let it go. ”

As he spoke, Ling Mo threw away the insect and said with regret on his face: "The size of insects is generally too small, and in order to adapt to the environment, the mutation is too fast, even if it looks like a natural demonic beast, no one can guarantee whether its interior has been assimilated towards the necromantic creatures. So if there's an expedition in the Rotten Lands, it's best to follow my advice and never eat a single bug......"

There was also a barrage of 'Teacher Ling has finally started class again' in the live broadcast room, and just as Ling Mo was about to say something more, he suddenly heard Joan of Arc's voice calling himself again:

"Mr. Ling, Mr. Ling, come and take a look!"

You've only been quiet for less than five minutes, haven't you?It's been so fast?Ling Mo thought helplessly, but he still turned around, turned around and walked towards Joan of Arc, and asked a little impatiently, "What's wrong this time?"

"Look here. ”

Joan of Arc's tone was more serious, not like she was flirting, and where her fingers were, in the middle of the snow, there was a very inconspicuous brownish-yellow bump. Seeing Ling Mo coming over, she plunged the door panel giant sword in her hand into the snow, and with a strong shovel, she dug out the corpse of a huge reindeer from the snow!

The reindeer looked exactly like Rudolph, but it was obviously much larger than Rudolph, and what Joan of Arc had dug out of the snow was nothing more than the corpse of its dead upper body, with an extremely conspicuous tooth mark on its belly, and its lower body and two hind legs missing!

Joan of Arc rummaged through the corpse and asked, "Mr. Ling, I'm not sure, so please come and see if this reindeer is Rudolph's companion?"

Ling Mo was silent for a moment, and replied with a solemn face:

"This is 'Thunder', the strongest of the nine reindeer, a standard seventh-level demonic beast!