Fuling smiled brightly, but such a smile was extremely weird and terrifying when accompanied by a Miao knife. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if Fuling was in a weak state, his speed was still amazing, and a flash appeared in front of Mo Lone. Facing the Miao knife hanging on his forehead, Mo Lin suddenly smiled.

Seeing Mo Lone's smile, Fuling instinctively felt bad, but the knife in his hand was too strong and there was no way to stop it.

"Strong Concealment...... Instant Kill. "A soft drink, two skills, a heavy hammer.

Mo Lin hit the wound on Fu Ling's chest that was punctured, and after the breakthrough of the hand vein, Mo Lone's strength has 1663 points, plus the 660 damage of forging Mo's decapitation axe, Mo Lone's current attack is as high as 5649,. Qiang Yin paired it with a backstab assassination, and the twelve-fold damage immediately exploded on Fu Ling's head with a huge amount of damage of 67788.

Fu Ling's attributes are now reduced by 90%, and when he was hit by a hammer like Mo Lone, his HP immediately dropped to 60%.

The huge inertia flew to the rear with Fuling, and it flew seven or eight meters before Fuling stopped with a huge drag trace.

"You kid." Standing up with difficulty, Fuling couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Your HP is higher than your defense?" Looking at the 60% blood volume on Fu Ling's head, he was quite surprised.

With a sneer, Fu Ling didn't answer, but raised his Miao knife and shouted, "Yan returns." ”

This time, Fuling did not chant poetry, but only said three words briefly. But this time, Fuling's attack was more dangerous than any other.

Mo Lin looked at this sword qi with Fuling as the origin and expanding outward with super speed and range.

Four words, there is no way to avoid it.

If you can't dodge, you can only resist, and Mo Lin immediately poured a bottle of blood into his mouth. Then the sword qi grazed Mo Lone's body like this.

“-2000.” A damage erupted on Mo Lone's head, and Mo Lone breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this damage, but fortunately this damage was not very high. However, Fu Ling sneered again: "It's not over yet." ”

"Huh?" Mo was stunned for a moment, and then felt a pain in his back.

"Damn, this is actually a two-damage area skill. And this range is too big, isn't it? After deducting two thousand blood again, Mo Lin couldn't help but scold.

Fu Ling snorted coldly and raised the Miao knife in his hand: "It's not over yet, the ground is cracked." ”

Miao Dao slashed the ground, and then five cracks appeared on the ground, and then rushed all the way towards Mo Lone.

"Oh my God, the ground is split, and it's terrible." Raising his head and looking at Fuling, Mo Lin suddenly made an astonishing move. I saw a flame come out of his hand, and then threw it on his body at once.

Fire control, he learned the first skill. As the level increases, the usefulness of this skill becomes less and less, and it is now basically idle. But at this time, Mo Lin suddenly made a move, and the target was not Fuling but himself.

A damage of more than 600 flew out of Mo Lone's head, and at the same time, he was also hit by a burning state that deducted 60 blood per second. But with the appearance of the burn, the original frozen state disappeared.

"Sure enough, the flame can lift the ice." Regained his freedom, the corners of Mo Lone's mouth cracked, and then quickly rushed towards Fuling.

Seeing Mo Lin rushing over to Fuling but not making any moves, this made Mo Lin very incomprehensible. But soon he understood, because his out-of-body incarnation was triggered.

"Damn, this skill will also attack in the second stage." Mo Lin exclaimed in surprise.

Fu Ling had a miscalculated expression, and said helplessly: "It's a pity that you dodged it." ”

"Judging by your expression, it looks like this skill will be terrible." Mo Lin smiled.

"As it stands, yes." Fuling nodded and said.

"Then I can't let go of this opportunity." Mo Lonely sneered and turned on the rocket boots again, and the exact same roundhouse kick kicked towards Fuling.

The rocket jumping skill of the Rocket Boots is too fast, which makes Fuling unable to resist it. But to Mo Lone's surprise, Fu Ling didn't have the slightest intention of resisting, and caught Mo Lone's kick heavily and grabbed Mo Lone's ankle.

"I've finally caught you, and I'm not going to let go this time." Fu Ling roared and threw Mo Lin to the ground.

The power of this moment was so great that Mo Lin turned into a human-shaped pit directly on the ground. Although this made Mo Lin a little dissatisfied, he was not a person who accepted his fate. The moment he landed, he took out a smoke bomb from his bag.

"You gave it to me, so let you try it for yourself." As he spoke, Mo Lin threw the smoke bomb at Fuling's head.

A large amount of black smoke rushed towards Fuling's mouth and nose, and this time Fuling let go of his hand.

While coughing Fuling, he scolded: "Bastard boy, you actually hit me with the smoke bomb I gave you, do you know how to write the word shameless?" ”

"Of course I do." Regained his freedom, Mo Silence let out a wild laugh, and then slammed his knee directly into Fuling.

"Click." Fuling vaguely heard the sound of eggshells shattering.

"Ah~~~~~" With a heart-rending roar, Fu Ling roared: "Bastard, you, where did you actually kick me." I, I'll fight with you. ”

In the smoke, the two of them started a brawl like two scoundrels, but to be honest, even if there was a routine, there was nothing to see in the smoke.

After fighting for a while, Mo Lin and Fu Ling rolled out of the smoke at the same time, and then fell to the ground with a blue nose and swollen eyes.

"Bastard." Fuling scolded, and there was still 50% of his blood left.

"You're embarrassed to call me a bastard, and you're only going to slap me in the face? Say it's okay not to slap your face! "Mo Lone's nose is blue and his eyes are swollen, and his blood volume is still 30%.

"Whoever told you not to slap your face, and besides, you're playing kicking eggs compared to slapping your face. Are you embarrassed to say me? Fu Ling scolded, then raised the Miao knife and rushed towards Mo Ling.

Not to be outdone, Mo Lin picked up the hammer and rushed forward.

"I'll give you a lung."

"Grass and mud horses."

"Kill your brother two hundred and five."

"Kill your brother twenty-five thousand."

Fortunately, no one else saw this scene, otherwise two masters of such a big age would have been like children fighting, completely ignoring routines, twisting and rolling on the ground with each other.

Fuling has low attack but high HP. Mo Lone's blood is not enough but his attack is high enough, plus Mo Lone can drink medicine, and the two of them are evenly matched.

The two of them were entangled for almost ten more minutes, and the exhausted two finally fell to the ground.

The two men began to gulp on the breathing apparatus on their backs for fresh air, and the sky was still clear.

After a while, Mo Lin suddenly laughed. With Mo Lone's smile, Fuling couldn't help but laugh. Then the two shouted in unison: "Cool." ”

After resting for a while, Mo Lin sat up and looked at Fuling: "Okay, you can be happy after fighting for so long." It's time to tell us what you know. ”

Fuling didn't get up, still lying on the ground and looking at the sky: "You're really interesting, but before I say it, you might as well guess who I am." ”

Looking at Fuling, Mo Lone's eyes seemed a little deep: "Okay, then let me guess." First of all, I can be sure of one thing, you are here to help me. So you have to be the person around Nuwa who makes her believe enough. ”

"Secondly, there is murderous intent in your sword technique, and there is no doubt that you hate me and want to kill me. And because you have Nuwa's request, you can't kill me. So you become very contradictory, to kill or not to kill, to be killed and to be killed. ”

"Very good observation, go on." Fu Ling finally sat up, looked at Mo Lin and smiled.

"Looks like I guessed right, well, I'll move on. First of all, you didn't tell me that there was a strange treasure in the East China Sea. The reason is what I said, you hate me. But you didn't stop me either, so you still listened to Nuwa's words and stood firmly by Nuwa's side. ”

"I don't let you look for strange treasures, because the owner who wakes up from the dream is you, whether you go or not, it will come to you after all." Fu Ling said lightly.

Mo Lin nodded: "That's right, and your main reason is that you don't want me to see Nuwa." ”

"You've been able to kill me countless times in the fight just now, and besides, you should have expected my backstabbing assassination. can kill but not kill, and even deliberately beg for death. I just don't want me to know what Nuwa wants you to tell me, do you think you have an excuse that you can make a difference if you are accidentally killed by me, will Nuwa accept it? ”

"Haha, interesting, interesting." Fu Ling clapped his hands and laughed wildly: "I can't imagine that the blood god, who is known as the most brutal in the world, actually has such a meticulous mind. Well, you say so much, then guess who I am? ”

Mo Lin nodded and stood up: "You got to the key point, guess who you are." Actually, I'm not enough to guess who you are with just a little bit of information. Because there are indeed too many staunch elements around Nuwa, and men and women in the game are not enough to judge their identities. But there are a few things about you that expose some of your habits. For example, you are not good at using knives, although your knife skills are very sharp, but you are known for moving forward bravely, and you are based on dexterity. Actually, your pace is more in line with the sword, but you don't know how to use the sword. ”

"The sword is a double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting oneself. So you chose the knife and only hurt the enemy and not yourself. But your pace can't be changed, so I'm guessing your real weapon would be a bow and arrow. ”

"Secondly, your sword technique also shows me another layer of your contradictions. Your hatred is not only from me, but from you. Because you love Nuwa, just like me. But you can't love, so that hatred of yourself is shame and guilt. ”

Mo Lin paused, then stared at Fu Ling deadly, and said seriously: "I am afraid that there is only one person who has such feelings in the God Realm. I'm right, King of Men...... Fuxi. ”