Listening to Zero's question and staring at the match in his hand, Ling Mo replied noncommittally, but there was another thought in his heart:

His third task is to defeat the little match girl when his strength is suppressed into the state of an extreme martial artist. When he didn't know that [Kind Grandma] was the final boss of Fairy Tale Town, Ling Mo thought that this little girl polished the last match, and the guy she summoned was only beyond the level of level seven. Now after knowing the strength of the other party, I tasted the deep malice in the system task:

The first task is to kill the headless horseman of the locomotive, which is very simple, Ling Mo can almost say that he can do it with his feet; the second task to kill the bloody butcher is not very difficult, but the opponent's health bar is long, and it needs to be consumed; not to mention that he has now mastered a certain method of 'exploiting loopholes', as long as he is entering' Before the duel, open the second stage of Friezha's transformation, and burst out all your strength, the seal of the system will not be 100% effective, and you can use your strength higher than that of the extreme martial artist to fight the little match girl!

To sum up, when you complete these two tasks, you will inevitably have a certain amount of thinking inertia, and you will take it for granted that fighting with the little match girl will be the same as the first two guys, but it will be a 'slightly difficult' battle!

With this kind of thought, after he was sealed with part of his strength, he was fighting with the little girl who sold matches, and just when he thought he was winning, the other party summoned an eighth-level demonic beast in one fell swoop! That picture ...... It's exciting to think about, if you don't fail the mission, you'll be evil!

Although with his own ** strength, even if he coldly encounters an eighth-level demonic beast, it will not be in any danger to his life, but the sinister intentions of the system still make Ling Mo feel a little dissatisfied, but for this strange system, Ling Mo knows very well, he knows that the other party never does anything meaningless, since this strange arrangement is set up, then there must be a deep meaning behind it!

Ling Mo thought about it for a long time, and the only reason he could come up with was that the system did this:

On the legendary April Moon 'Nemos', there is a very magical treasure, or there is very important information, and the system really wants to see it for itself, so this trap is set!

Madan, don't go!

After a fierce denial in his heart, Ling Mo began to think seriously about whether to summon the [Kind Grandma] now:

On the surface, there is really no conflict of interest between himself and [Kind Grandma], and it is useless to fight with each other, even if he can kill the other party, what if he can kill him? There is no value at all! But he knows very well in his heart that as long as he still thinks about fighting with the little girl who sells matches and wants to complete the third task of the system, then sooner or later he will face up to her grandmother!

When you are in the state of extreme martial artist, are you 100% sure that you will interrupt the little girl who sells matches to cast a spell?

So, instead of facing the [kind grandma] in the state of a martial artist at that time, it is better to get the other party out now, kill or cripple, and when the match girl really duels, the battle reaches a critical moment, and the other party draws the last match with an expression of 'you big villain who bullies the little girl, hurry up and die', but find that nothing is summoned, and the [kind grandma] does not dare to come out, and even has already fallen into the ground, isn't that scene beautiful?

Thinking of this, Ling Mo no longer hesitated:

Now is indeed a great opportunity, and this is the case!

He opened his eyes and said to Zero, who had been waiting for a long time: "I once heard Andersen say that there is an eighth-level demonic beast in Fairy Tale Town, and its strength is not very strong, it is comparable to Nessario, and even inferior to Nessario in some aspects.

Of course, the old turtle also said that although the strength of the eighth-level demonic beasts in Fairy Tale Town is weak, the equipment on their bodies is quite strong, unlike Nesario, which is just a stake, and it still needs to be dealt with carefully. I have greatly improved my strength now, but I lack the equipment and props of the eighth level, and this wish match in my hand is just a good opportunity!"

"Opportunity ......" The corners of Zero's mouth twitched, and his face was full of pain that he didn't know what to say: "If you can treat this kind of thing as an 'opportunity' to fight with an eighth-level demonic beast, I'm afraid you're the only one on the entire continent, Dad......"

"Perhaps. Ling Mo shook his head and said:

"I'm not arrogant when I say this, this is indeed an opportunity! Unless it's an eighth-level existence like me, where all the great power is attributed to oneself, other eighth-level demonic beasts will always have much stronger combat power in their own lair than outside their lair!

For example, in the previous battle between me and Skeletron Leorik and Deathwing Nesario, why did Deathwing die instead of Skeletron in the end? A large part of the reason is because it was Leorik's home stadium, and Nesario was fighting away! If you change the battle scene, not in the Temple of Light and Darkness, but in the dragon's lair that Nessario has been running for a long time, I am afraid that the last person who dies will probably be Skeletron Leorik!

The name "Kind Grandma", when you hear it, it won't be a muscular hunk like me who is eight feet tall and has a waist circumference of eight feet, because fairy tale monsters need to follow people's basic impressions, so this eighth-level monster is a slow, peaceful old man with a probability of nine out of nine! This must not be a physics department that can fight, it is definitely the kind of magic monster that can have a lot of weird spells!

This kind of magic beast will definitely arrange a lot of miscellaneous spell traps in the lair, and duel with the other party in it, it is like fighting with a human mage in the mage tower, which is particularly uncomfortable and mentally breaking! Now with this wish match, I can pull the [Kind Grandma] out of the lair and put it in the venue I have chosen to fight, and conservatively estimate that the opponent's strength will be weakened by one or two layers, isn't this a good opportunity?"

An eighth-level demonic beast that has weakened one or two layers is still an eighth-level demonic beast!

Holding back the ** she complained, Zero forced this sentence into her stomach, and seeing that Ling Mo had made up her mind, she hurriedly asked:

"Then what should I do now, Dad? Where is it better to hide? In the battle at the eighth level, I won't say those words that I can't do, hiding in a safe place, not becoming Dad's oil bottle, I'm afraid it's already the greatest support I can give Dad, right?"

"It's still early, you don't have to hide so early, I don't plan to summon [Kind Grandma] out to fight now. Ling Mo hurriedly grabbed the number zero, who was starting to look for where to hide, which was safe after all, pointed to himself, and said with a little crying and laughing:

"Do you see me? This glimmer of light is already faint, but it is still there, proving that the energy that Jörmungad sent me has not yet been fully absorbed, and the wounds on my body have not been completely healed. According to the current progress, there will be a few hours at most, and I will be completely healed, and then I will be able to become a real eighth-level boss in my ontological state, so that I will have a greater grasp. ”

At this time, the last rays of the sunset no longer existed, the surrounding environment was all darkened, and with the obvious contrast of light, Zero could barely see that Ling Mo's body was coated with a layer of faint white light, this layer of white light was already very thin, if it was the sun, it was estimated that he couldn't even see a little shadow, no wonder Zero didn't find it for so long.

She asked curiously, "This ...... Dad, as a ninth-level demonic beast, the kind of existence comparable to or even beyond the gods of heaven can't directly heal your injuries?

As soon as this sentence came out, Zero knew that he was speechless, and he wanted to slap himself in annoyance. It was obvious that Ling Mo's face quickly darkened, he lowered his head slightly, kicked the dirt under his feet, and then looked up at the sky, and exhaled a long breath wordlessly. As soon as Niya, who was a little farther away, heard this topic, she quietly hid herself in the shadows, eager to burrow into the cracks in the stones, so that Ling Mo could never see her again!

The embarrassing silence continued, Ling Mo raised his head for a while, then fumbled in his trouser pocket for a while, took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, after his eyes touched the words written on the cigarette roll, his hand stopped in the air again, paused, laughed self-deprecatingly, and then threw the special cigarette towards Zero.

Zero hurriedly took it, and the moment he started it, he felt the specialness of this cigarette:

It's so heavy!

I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but I can only be sure that it is definitely not an ordinary tobacco leaf, just holding it in my hand, there is still a long distance from my nose, and a light fragrance comes to my nose. This peculiar fragrance comparable to a poppy, like a kitten's paw, gently scratches people's hearts, as if to playfully say:

Come and kiss me? It's very fragrant.

Zero has no addiction to smoking, and her own will is very strong, this temptation has no effect on her at all, what attracts her eyes firmly is the dense circle of small words on the cigarette:

I would love to see you, but remember, I will not ask to see you. It's not because of pride, you know, I have no pride in front of you, but because it only makes sense for us to meet when you want to see me. (This is the original sentence in Simone de Beauvoir's "Transoceanic Love Letter", which Xiao Hei has always liked, and writes the subtle mentality of girls very vividly.) ）

The font is beautiful, the strokes are slender, and the end is an iron hook silver painting, which is good-looking, but it always gives people a sense of decisiveness and decisiveness, and is used to write this kind of tender sentence, even if you can experience the affection that is overflowing, it will give people an awkward sense of disobedience.

After a little experience of the intricate feelings between Ling Mo and her ex-girlfriend, Zero played with the cigarette in his hand with some embarrassment, thought about it for a long time, and finally held back a sentence:

"Hmm...... That one...... Her martial arts level is very high, and in such a small place as a cigarette, she can write so many words and be so clear!"

Ling Mo: "......"

Feeling that she was shaking her wits a little out of place, Zero was even more embarrassed, she raised the cigarette in her hand, made a lighting motion with her other hand, and motioned to Ling Mo, "Can I ......? Dad won't have any prejudice against girls who smoke, right?"

"There is no prejudice. Ling Mo shook his head: "It's just that you'd better not smoke it, in this cigarette, there is a 'Chaos Poison' from the Abyss Plane, and if you smoke it, your resistance is not enough to die on the spot." Even if the resistance is as strong as mine, I will unconsciously go into a slight confusion, and my reaction speed will decrease, and I will have slight visual and auditory hallucinations. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Mo sneered and glanced at the place where Nia was hiding: "If it weren't for being calculated by my ex-girlfriend in advance and poisoning the cigarette, which made me in a very bad state, with Nia's strength, even in the case of a sneak attack, it would ......never be possible to hurt my eyes! Alas, careless. ”

Nia didn't dare to reply, and crouched down to hold her head and shivered.

As soon as Zero heard that there was such a terrible poison in the smoke, his whole body stiffened, and he wanted to throw away the cigarette in his hand, but he was afraid that this cigarette was something that Ling Mo valued, so he was unhappy to do so, so he could only let the cigarette float about a millimeter in his hand without a trace, and asked in order to hide his embarrassment:

"Actually, I want to know, Dad, how did your ex-girlfriend write such affectionate words, while pouring such poison into cigarettes, and putting Dad, you to death? This strange, contradictory and vicious mentality is not something ordinary women can have. ”

Knowing that there was some provocation in Zero's words, Ling Mo didn't respond, just explained lightly: "I didn't think about this before the poisoning, and it was easy to integrate her behavior after the poisoning:

This is to alleviate one's own guilt.

As a high-ranking clergyman of your obedient sect, she has always flaunted her virtue and righteousness, and when she took the initiative to attack her lover and used such a vicious method, the guilt in her heart was very strong, so strong that she was very likely to be unable to hide her crimes. But for her, there was no reason why she had to do it, so I couldn't detect it yet.

So, she tried her best to pour out her love for me and the affection in her heart on this cigarette, so that after she handed over the 'things full of her affection' to me, if I 'cherished her affection' and was reluctant to suck it, I would naturally not be poisoned. If I smoke, she can comfort herself that I don't pay enough attention to 'her affection', and there is a certain element of self-inflicted blame for the poisoning, so that when I really do it, the guilt in my heart can be reduced a lot. ”

“......”

After a long silence, Zero scolded the most ugly swear sentence in his three hundred years of life:

"She's ringgit, slut is hypocritical!!"

Just as she wanted to continue to denounce a few words, an extremely weak voice sounded, interrupting her conversation with Ling Mo: "That...... Two big guys, can you talk about these topics later, let's save me and Connor first? After being poisoned by Di Ruiji's purple mist, I can't describe my discomfort now!

After glancing at it just now, I found that the turtle shell on my back was the four major hexagrams of Tun, Kan, Escape, and Damage, am I about to die?

I still don't want to die! I still have the Mario brothers in my belly, and I want to watch their turtle son grow up happily!"