After playing the game, Mo Lin rushed to Panlong Village as soon as possible, but today it was quite a mistake to use the fog shadow to trace it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info because Fu Ling happened to be taking a bath when Mo Lin arrived.

Fuling's fair skin was exposed in front of Mo Lin like this, although he was of the same sex, it seemed very strange to watch each other take a bath like this.

Fu Ling naturally didn't scream like a little sister-in-law, but pouted and complained: "What's the matter?" Did you go to ThunderClan once and learn the skill of voyeurism? ”

"Understood, I'll be waiting for you outside." Shrinking his head, Mo Lonely went out like the wind.

Fuling sighed, looked at Mo Lin and didn't close the door, crying and laughing.

Five minutes later, Fuling returned to the room in full dress, Fuling seemed to have only one set of clothes, and always appeared in a white robe.

"Obviously a swordsman, why do you dress like a literati." Mo Lonely complained sourly, I have to say that this dress with Fuling's fair face really looks quite handsome.

The corners of Fuling's mouth rose slightly, and he said lightly: "My mouth has become poor when I go out once, hehe, it seems that my strength has increased a lot this time." ”

"Don't be cheated by you, how can you escape from ThunderClan with those things you gave. Also, you didn't tell me that Thor's hammer would split me. Fortunately, I have a forced crystal from the three-headed dog of hell, otherwise I would have really died after this moment. Mo Shan complained loudly.

Fuling was still indifferent, and said leisurely: "Then aren't you still successful?" ”

"Damn." Mo Lin raised his middle finger.

Fu Ling selectively ignored it, turned around and opened the secret door behind him and walked in. Mo Lonely took a sip, and could only follow helplessly.

Soon came to the frozen place, Fu Ling's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "You don't need to attack directly, use the sky thunder to attack in the air." ”

"Got it." After speaking, Mo Lin picked up the hammer and hammered it on the ground.

Originally, Mo Lin thought that he would need to hammer several times to let his sister-in-law Rou'er come out, but he didn't expect Rou'er to fall out of the ice cube as soon as he could. It seems that this is what the plot needs.

Rou'er caught her before she could land in Fuling, and then disappeared into the basement like the wind.

Mo was stunned, this guy really forgot his friends. scolded and followed, but as soon as he came out of the basement, Mo Lonely was stunned.

Fuling and Rou'er sat on the bed, Fuling put his hands behind Rou'er's back and posed in a traditional martial arts master's treatment posture. But what surprised Mo Lin was not this posture that was quite worth complaining about, but Rou'er's appearance.

This Rou'er is exactly the same as Nuwa.

This will definitely not be a coincidence, there is no doubt that it was definitely premeditated.

Fu Ling did not speak, but continued to pose like this. After a while, bursts of white smoke appeared on Rou'er's body. Mo Lin looked at Fuling, and finally decided to sit on the side.

After a long while, Fuling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then stood up and helped Rou'er to lie down on the bed.

"Why didn't you kill me when I was treating Rou'er just now?" The first question Fu Ling asked as soon as he opened his mouth was why he didn't kill him.

Mo Lin sneered and stood up: "Okay, okay, okay." Have you had enough of this trick? It took half a day to work on an inflatable doll, what's the matter? Want to turn her into Liu Yifei's version? Be careful, Liu Yifei will not be able to break out Chen Yanxi. ”

"What do you mean?" Fuling frowned slightly and said unhappily.

Looking at Rou'er, who was still standing on the bed, Mo Lin picked up the Thor Hammer without hesitation and got a flying thunder hammer in his hands.

Fu Ling didn't do anything to stop it, and watched Rou'er turn into powder under the Flying Thunder Hammer.

"Look, I'll just say it's an inflatable doll. And this quality is not bad, not a high imitation. Mo Lin spread out his hands.

Looking at Mo Lin coldly, Fu Ling's body was filled with a murderous aura. Mo Lin still stood calmly, but involuntarily clenched the hammer of Thor in his hand.

The state of the top of Fuling's head is exactly the same as before, the same level 60, the same invisible blood defense. But there's one more icon: "Weak, -90% of all attributes." ”

"Hehe, when did you find out?" Fu Ling suddenly smiled and withdrew the murderous aura all over his body.

"You and I are stupid, when I see that face that is exactly the same as Nuwa, the fool knows that there is a ghost. What's more, I've already met Nuwa, who said that the divine realm is closed, and none of the gods can go to the lower realm. But it doesn't include the Divine Consciousness brought into the game, and you. Mo Lin pointed to Fuling and smiled evilly: "It is one of the gods brought in by the divine sense." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Lin finally said the question he wanted to ask the most.

Looking at Mo Lone, Fu Ling suddenly laughed wildly. After a moment, Fu Ling showed a hideous smile for the first time, and said evilly: "Guess what? ”

"I guess you're sister." Mo Lin scolded secretly.

"You rescued the doll, your mission is complete. Now, I've reduced all attributes by 90%. You can get paid for it, just because you didn't kill me. Now you only have to rely on your ability to get paid. ”

"Just what I want." As soon as Mo Lin finished speaking, the two of them rushed out like arrows off the string.

The most capable of two people in this Panlong Village must be the martial arts training field, which is the beginning of two people and the end of two people.

"Mo Lone, you are the strongest fighter in the world. Just show me how you talk as a fighter. Fu Ling directly called out Mo Lone's name, and it seemed that there was no need to hide anything.

Mo Lin sneered, he was about to come into contact with the first truth when he entered the game.

"Of course, a fighter's blow is worth a thousand words, let it all be told in the bloody rain."

"Thunderhammer." Mo Lin threw out the Flying Thunder Hammer for the first time.

Fu Ling was still expressionless, but in the face of Mo Lone's hammer, Fu Ling raised the Miao knife.

"When." Fuling blocked Mo Lone's attack, but it was not the Thor Hammer in front of him, but Mo Lone's stab behind him to break the defense and strike quickly.

Fu Ling took Mo Lone's Flying Thunder Hammer hard, and his defense dropped by 5% in an instant. But compared to the loss of defense, the defense-breaking quick attack in Mo Lone's hand was obviously more dangerous.

"It's so ruthless." Mo Lin couldn't help but say.

Fu Ling smiled slightly: "Isn't that a matter of course?" You've successfully upgraded your defenses, and now this weapon is quite dangerous. If I get hit by this knife, I will continue to lose blood, and my weak state is quite unfavorable. ”

Speaking of Fuling, the Miao knife began to change, and the blade, the trajectory, and the route were so elegant and mysterious.

Fu Ling waved his feet with elegant steps, and at the same time muttered in his mouth: "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning." ”

"Damn, it's still singing." Mo Silent complained while dodging Fuling's sword light.

This time, Fuling's knife technique was even more weird and unpredictable than before, Mo Lin blocked three times in a row, and found that the sword light was denser, so he decisively chose to retreat.

"The green mountains are hidden in the water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn." Fu Ling did not hesitate and continued to wave the Miao knife and chased after him.

"Outside the world of the river, the mountains are in the middle of nothing."

"The gate of heaven is interrupted and the Chu River opens, and the blue water flows eastward to this point."

"The falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying."

"Are you a Death Star who doesn't chant poetry?" Mo Lonely shouted loudly.

Fu Ling must chant a poem every time he swings a move, although he doesn't know why, but Mo Lin seems to feel a very strange feeling in this move.

It's very contradictory, I want to kill but can't kill, I want to die but I can't die, I want to live but I can't live.

What's going on?

"Forget it, no matter." As soon as he gritted his teeth, Mo Lin didn't care so much. Now it's a life-and-death battle, but there is not so much time to think about messing around.

Saying that, he opened the reincarnation and stabbed at Fuling, although Fuling's knife skills were exquisite, but there was no way to face such a skill. After all, he will be suppressed by the system in the middle of the game.

Fu Ling was hit 81 times all over his body, but the extra blush on his chest was more dangerous than the reduction in defense.

"Break the defense?" Fuling looked at the wound on his chest and frowned slightly.

"Do you have time to look elsewhere? Rocket jumping. Mo Lin roared, and the rocket boots on his feet flew with him like a breath of fire.

"Take you pretending to be forced to fly." Mo Lin also shouted out the first line of poetry since the start of the fight, wait, is this a poem?

Fuling was obviously stunned, what kind of posture is Mo Lone? Flew sideways in rocket boots? What is this for? Without weapons?

Although Fuling had a lot of ideas, only a second had passed. A second later, Fu Ling finally knew what Mo Lin was doing, and he actually used the rocket acceleration ability of the Rocket Boots to kick Fu Ling directly with a roundabout kick.

Fu Ling played knife skills, and Mo Lin played fighting.

Flying a few meters away, Fu Ling stood up and spit out a mouthful of blood and said: "It's really a brawl without routines, and the master is killed by fists." You're too messy, aren't you? ”

"The chaos is still to come." Mo Lonely laughed and rushed towards Fuling.

Fu Ling turned the Miao knife in his hand twice, and said loudly: "The chaotic clouds are low and twilight, and the snow is dancing back to the wind." ”

With this verse, there was a cold air around Fuling. This surprised Mo Lone, Fu Ling hadn't used any skills for so long, and what he mastered was obviously just moves.

But is the current cold air also a move?

Before he had time to think about it, Fuling's attack had already rushed towards him with a raging storm and snow. A piece of damage suddenly flew out of Mo Lone's head, but although the attack was dense, the damage was not very high. It's only about 100 each time, and Mo Lin still has the Holy Guard, and the 30% trigger chance is still quite high. After a set of rounds, Mo Lin only lost more than 1,000 blood.

But the real problem is not the damage, but the fact that Mo is frozen in silence.

"Damn, are you slow?" Mo Lin scolded secretly.

Fuling would not let go of this opportunity, brandishing a Miao knife and saying loudly: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times." ”