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"Master, here!"

Porta beckoned softly from a high slope. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Qing looked there for a long time, only to find Porta's hiding place, this guy actually took a piece of bark as a disguise, lay on a big tree, and looked down leisurely. I have to say that this protective color works very well, and if you don't observe it very carefully, it is impossible to find out that there are still people hiding here.

Mo Qing also found a piece of bark, and quietly came to the big tree where Porta was located, and came to Porta's side.

"Wow, master, have you gone mining?" Porta was stunned to look at Mo Qing's style, and even couldn't help but reach out and touch Mo Qing's hair up: "Where did you get this hairstyle, it's very chic!"

"Fuck off, don't touch me!"

Mo Qing slapped Porta's hand away in annoyance: "Hurry up and get down to business." ”

Seeing that Mo Qing seemed to be a little unhappy, Porta didn't dare to ask, he was still holding a palm-sized mantis in his hand, and complained to Mo Qing: "Master, for the sake of convenience and concealment, I don't dare to eat, lest the smell of blood float out, you see, I don't dare to eat a praying mantis when I finally catch it." ”

Mo Qing raised his hand and knocked the mantis down: "What's so delicious about this little thing, when this matter is resolved, I will invite you to eat a dragon meat feast." ”

"Wow! This must be what you said, master, and you are not allowed to go back. ”

"Alright, come and give me a briefing. ”

"Master, if you look this way, there is the Purple Zhu Tree. ”

Porta pointed in a direction, and Mo Qing immediately passed over.

This col is very narrow, but very hidden, in the middle of the col, there is a small high hill, and at the top of the high hill, there is a tree.

Mo Qing's eyesight was very good, and he squinted his eyes and looked out carefully.

I saw that the tree was not tall, only about a meter long, short, small, and there were some fruits dotted on the tree, glowing with a faint purple light.

"This fruit looks so easy to pick, why are these people still sitting still?"

"Master, that's because the fruit is not fully ripe, if you pick it now, it doesn't have any medicinal properties, and it can't be used at all, and when it's ripe, those petals open, it will be accompanied by a strong spiritual impact, and if you can't resist the spiritual impact, you can't get close to the purple vermilion fruit tree, so now these people are choosing a location and waiting for the purple vermilion fruit to bloom. ”

"Is it a mental shock? Jin Feng told me before that it was flower poison. ”

"It's pretty much the same, it's not a real toxin, it's a variant of spiritual power, I can't say it clearly, just go and see it. ”

"Porta, I find you quite knowledgeable!"

"Hehe, it's okay, after all, I've lived for hundreds of years, and I can read books casually when I'm fine, and the accumulation of hundreds of years is not a small amount. ”

Porta didn't dare to put on his aristocratic stand in front of Mo Qing, and explained with a grin.

But then Porta's expression was a little solemn: "Master, but we still have to be careful, you look around that fruit tree, how many people are there?"

Mo Qing's attention was all focused on the purple vermilion fruit tree, and he didn't pay attention to other places, and now he was reminded by Porta, and hurriedly looked around.

There were people in the bright or dark places around, and there was even a person who simply sat less than ten meters away from the purple vermilion fruit tree, waiting for the purple vermilion fruit to ripen.

In addition, there are some people who are a little farther away, probably because they feel that they can't easily resist the upcoming spiritual impact, so they are a little farther away and appear to be more conservative.

"One, two, three,,, there seem to be more than a dozen people!"

"Yes, including the person named Jin Feng, there are a total of thirteen people, among which the person sitting near the Purple Zhu Fruit Tree is the strongest, and he looks like he is determined to win the Purple Zhu Fruit, as for that Jin Feng, among these people, the strength can only be regarded as middle and lower. ”

"These people are all ninth-level pinnacles. Mo Qing said.

Porta also had a rare and solemn face: "Yes, although there are no boxers among these people, they are all fighters who have reached the peak of the ninth level, if we want to get the purple vermilion fruit, we must pass their level, master, this matter is very difficult!"

Porta is a viscount-level vampire, but he is only the strength of the ninth-level peak, and there is a random person here, and the strength is not worse than him, if he fights alone, he is not sure of victory, and it is really a little difficult to deal with the thirteen people here.

Mo Qing waved his hand slightly at this time: "Don't worry, these thirteen people are also ghosts, and they are not monolithic, maybe they will kill each other because of the purple zhuguo, let's sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight." ”

Unexpectedly, Porta refuted Mo Qing's words: " Master, that's not good, the purple vermilion fruit is only ripe for such a short time, if you miss this time, the purple vermilion fruit will fall to the ground, once this fruit touches the soil, then it will rot and melt and lose its medicinal properties, and it has no value, so these people will never fight before the fruit has a winner, once they have the heart of fighting, they may immediately fall into a spiritual illusion and cannot extricate themselves, so they will adapt to the spiritual impact, and try to be the first to pick the purple vermilion fruit, so if you go late, you will not get anything。 ”

"Then do you mean that you want me to go over now and go with them to wait for the purple vermilion fruit to ripen?,,

"Yes, we have to fight for this opportunity, I'm a vampire, I can't show up openly, but at the critical moment when you are fighting for the purple vermilion fruit, I can go out and help. ”

Mo Qing nodded, it seemed that he had to go to the core, but Porta's identity was not good for public appearance.

How to finally snatch the purple vermilion fruit under the eyes of these thirteen ninth-level fighters is really a lot of thought.

Mo Qing left the tree and headed to the heart of the col.

The col was very small, only a few hundred meters in circumference, and Mo Qing soon came to a place close to the center.

The people around were vigilantly watching Mo Qing's appearance, there were a lot of people here, and they didn't welcome new people to join, especially Mo Qing was still a person he didn't know, at least those old students of the Black Gold Academy still knew each other.

Mo Qing was wearing a fiery copper armor at this time, and he couldn't wear a helmet on the top of his head because of his hair, and the place where the armor couldn't cover it was a tattered strip of cloth, like a beggar to escape the famine.

The people around the purple vermilion fruit tree gathered there in a circle, each guarding one side, and they all chose a suitable position, ready to meet the upcoming spiritual impact.

At present, there is one person closest to the purple vermilion fruit tree, probably because of extreme self-confidence, and is only less than ten meters away from the fruit tree.

For the rest of the people, there are two people within 20 meters, who are still 15 meters and 17 meters away from the fruit tree, respectively, and the rest of the people are still 20 meters away to adapt.

Mo Qing ignored the other people's gazes, but found a place twenty meters away from the purple vermilion fruit tree and sat down. [Flashing Fist] netting starter net Flashing Fist 75

This distance is not close or far, Mo Qing did not think that he could easily resist the spiritual impact of the purple vermilion fruit, but he did not run twenty meters away, if he could not resist the spiritual impact in this position, then there was no need to talk about picking the purple vermilion fruit.

Maybe those people saw that Mo Qing only had the brand of a sixth-level fighter on his chest, so they didn't worry too much, in their opinion, a sixth-level boxer couldn't do anything anyway.

Only Jin Feng looked at Mo Qing suspiciously, he was a little unsure if the black guy in front of him was Mo Qing, something like, but Mo Qing was sitting a little far away from him, and he couldn't be sure.

Now Jin Feng has approached the purple vermilion fruit tree about twenty meters, which is relatively close, and he has no time to come over and observe Mo Qing carefully.

Seeing Mo Qing sit down, the person closest to the Purple Vermilion Fruit Tree suddenly smiled: "Hehe, this Purple Vermilion Fruit is ripe, and it really leaked the news, even people who are not from our old class have come, hey! I see that your boxer badge is from the Black Gold Academy, are you from the freshman class?"

Mo Qing closed his eyes and ignored him.

“。 Heng! The shelf is not small, and even a sixth-level fighter dares to show off in front of me, if it weren't for the fact that the purple vermilion fruit was about to ripen, I would kill you now!"

Before this person's words fell, suddenly there was a fluctuation in the space where the purple vermilion fruit tree was located, and a flower had already opened!

A layer of visible ripples with a thick aroma spread, and the fighter who was talking bore the brunt of the ripples.

The Purple Vermilion Fruit has matured, and the spiritual attack is about to begin!

Some people who were far away hurriedly held their breath and waited for the arrival of the spiritual attack.

On the contrary, because this person was furious with Mo Qing, he didn't notice that the purple vermilion fruit suddenly opened, and he was caught off guard, and the whole person was suddenly shrouded in ripples.

The body shook a few times, as if it was trying to resist the mental shock, struggling.

Mo Qing didn't have time to look at this person, because in his mind, there was a burst of Jin Ge Iron Horse sounds, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing resounded in his ears, and he couldn't control the desire to kill in his heart, if it weren't for the endurance shirt, I'm afraid he would have stepped into the edge of madness now.

"Kill ,,, kill !!! Zhengzheng!"

There are sounds of shouting and killing everywhere, from time to time there is a symphony of gold and iron, people shouting horses neighing, and drums rumbling, although it is only a spiritual impact, but it makes people seem to appear on the battlefield of thousands of troops.

The person closest to the Purple Vermilion Fruit Tree, obviously bearing the greatest mental impact, his body shook a few times, and suddenly stood up on the ground, one hand at his waist, and he was carrying a scimitar weapon.

"Come on, you bastards, kill the old man, I'm going to kill! I'm going to kill!"

It was as if there were countless people around him attacking him, and his scimitar danced like a windmill, slashing wildly everywhere, but it was not within a meter radius.

"Ahh

I don't know what happened to him in the illusion, the scimitar swung down fiercely, and actually cut off his left arm!

"Haha, the old man exchanged a hand for your life, it's worth it!"

The man laughed maniacally, completely ignoring the blood gushing from the wound, still wielding the scimitar desperately.

For his situation, the people around him have no time to take care of it, because at this moment, everyone has suffered a huge impact, and once he is distracted, it is very likely that the end will be the same as him.

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