"What the hell is this......

Yin Jie looked up at the top of his head, and in the night sky, this huge panda was even blocking the moonlight and was smashing at him at an incredible speed.

The huge pressure made Yin Jie almost out of breath, his eyes widened, and he blurted out: "I have a ......"

Before the word "go" was spoken, Xiaobai had already fallen from the sky like a meteorite.

Bang -

The ground shook, and a large cloud of dust accompanied by blood splattered everywhere burst up!

When the dust cleared and in a pool of blood, the mutant panda slowly raised its huge head, and a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to glow faintly on its blood-stained face.

The angry beast, the furious slaughter, relying on the primitive liliang and body, directly crushed the enemy into pieces!

The mutant panda slowly supported its body, and the viscous blood was constantly dripping down its snow-white hair.

It shook its head violently, and bared its mouth, revealing its fangs in the cold light, like a beast coming out of hell:

"Blea!"

"it!"

Ling Mo hung in mid-air, his eyes already stunned.

This panda is simply the embodiment of violence when it is not limited by the terrain.

No matter how bad Yin Jie is, he should have some combat experience in close quarters, at least much stronger than ordinary people.

But this is such an enemy, but in front of the mutant panda, it is no different from ants!

"Are you really a national treasure who only sold moe before the mutation?! Isn't it that he is rolling in front of tourists with bamboo during the day, but he is actually wearing red underwear and practicing boxing at the trunk of the tree at night! ”

After being sluggish, Ling Mo suddenly reacted. Immediately frenzy: "You idiot! Didn't I ask you to keep me alive! A lot of mental power has been crushed by you! Don't you have a softer way to attack? Don't be so simple and rude, you can't do it......"

But then Ling Mo realized. My own request is inevitably a little embarrassing.

It's only been a few days since it was manipulated. It was so quick to expect it to be able to understand complex instructions, and to restrain its wildness from doing what it was told...... It's too strong, it's hard.

"Forget it this time...... Hey, why don't you chop cabbage? Ling Mo suddenly looked down at the little man below.

Xiaobai's amazing performance not only stunned Ling Mo, but even the cabbage-chopping warrior was stunned.

He carried a big knife and looked at the mutant panda not far away.

"It's time to wake up, right? Now that the controller is dead......"

Ling Mo looked down at the little man and thought.

But he soon discovers that something seems wrong with the little man's mental state.

The other small cluster of light hidden within his spiritual light cluster. Not only did it not disappear with Yin Jie's death, but it was gradually expanding.

"What's going on?"

Ling Mo immediately became vigilant, and he set his eyes on the puddle of blood and flesh that was stepped on by the mutant panda, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

That Yin Jie is obviously the direct commander of this operation, is there anything else he can't do?

"Hehehehehe......"

Suddenly, from the little man's mouth, there was a very strange laugh.

The laughter was staccato and eerie, like a jammed tape.

At the same time, the two spiritual light clusters seemed to have fused together. The mental power of the little man skyrocketed in an instant!

One strand is not visible to the naked eye. However, Ling Mo could clearly "see" the spiritual energy centered on the little man, and it instantly swept through the area like a storm.

Ling Mo suddenly felt dizzy and his head swelled, and the spiritual power condensed into tentacles was immediately dispersed.

He slammed into the air, but just as he was about to hit the ground, a newly condensed spirit tentacle had already suspended him.

But before his feet could touch the ground, a cold light slashed at him!

"Brush!"

The cold light has not arrived, and the wind has arrived.

The tingling sensation on his skin and the strong pressure he experienced mentally made Ling Mo feel suffocated in an instant.

A spirit tentacle hooked the street lamp pole on the side, pulling Ling Mo horizontally, dodging the other party's slash.

But the little man's movements did not stop at all, and as soon as the knife missed, he used that force to do a somersault, and the blade had already slashed horizontally the moment it landed.

This cold light, like rippling blue waves in the moonlight, is beautiful, but it contains a deadly killing machine.

The moment the cold light swept in front of him, Ling Mo had already suddenly risen high, and kicked at the front of the little man while he could cross the blade.

The little man leaned back, and the big knife in his hand had been cut from horizontal to upward.

Seeing that Ling Mo was about to be cut in half, he had already moved forward a certain distance, his feet together and at the same time, he stepped on the little man's face with a "bang".

As he pulled up, several spiritual tentacles had already shot towards the little man.

After a few quick dodges, the little man stood still and looked at Ling Mo.

Different from his previous eyes, his "look" at this time was really staring at Ling Mo.

Calm, it still looks a little suave, if it weren't for the footprints on his face and the two lines of nosebleeds that are slipping down are too slighting......

Ling Mo took the time to take a look at the mutant panda, which had just been affected by that spiritual energy, and for some reason rushed into the green belt on the side of the road.

At this moment, its big head was stuck between the two big trees, and its round ass was exposed, swaying from side to side......

"Ah...... I raised a second-hand ......," Ling Mo sighed in his heart.

"Sure enough, you're not an ordinary psychic powerhouse."

The little man now speaks more smoothly than before, but it still feels like a three-second repeater, as if someone said a sentence in his head first, and he repeats it:

"There's some kind of spiritual connection between this mutant beast and you, right? Although I am not good at detecting faint spiritual energy, I can feel it in a moment. That would explain why my jihuaweishenme failed in the first place, because we didn't understand the nature of your abilities at all.

You're capable of commanding this mutant beast, right? But there's a limit to any ability, and I guess the number or distance is the flaw of your ability. ”

"It's a subtle point to get the point wrong, but the rest is pretty much ......"

Ling Mo was stunned for a moment.

The reason why the little man thinks that he is "commanding" rather than "manipulating" is obviously based on the performance of the mutant panda.

When it comes to "manipulation", it is generally considered to be the marionette model, where all the actions of the manipulated are controlled by the manipulator.

Ling Mo did the same at first, but after repeated shiyan and contact, he was able to only maintain the contact between the two sides, but he did not influence the corpse puppet's actions.

This does not conform to the behavior pattern of ordinary controllers, whether it is a mutant beast or a zombie, of course, it is completely controlled to be able to exert combat effectiveness......

But Ling Mo's situation is very special, he manipulates his girlfriends, not to use them as fighting machines, but to be with them.

This is difficult to imagine even if there is a strong divergent thinking.

Although the little man saw some fur, he still didn't understand the essence.

"Say 'I' over and over again...... It seems that you have completely taken the body of this cabbage warrior for yourself......"

Ling Mo sneered and said.

"No ......"

The little man (Yin Jie) shook his head and said, "It's just a combination." I saw you as a strong opponent from the beginning, and you were able to catch sniper bullets, so how useful could a sniper like me be? So, I had to keep an eye on it. ”

"Fit?"

Ling Mo observed it for a while, and probably had a certain understanding of Yin Jie's abilities:

If you treat the smaller spiritual light cluster before as a parasite, and Yin Jie as the mother...... It is estimated that there should be some kind of free conversion between the parasite and the mother.

"It's said to be a fit, but your physical body has become like that...... Aren't you just taking possession of your companion's body? ”

Ling Mo sneered and said.

The little man didn't even look back, still staring at Ling Mo, and said calmly: "In order to complete the task, a little sacrifice should also be made. What's more, such a combination is perfect for dealing with a spiritual powerhouse like you, isn't it? (To be continued......)