Fourth Counterattack Plane: The Love of the Immortal Corpse King59
She spat out a mouthful of blood, Made! The heroine's aura is really a magic weapon against the sky, and the spare tire male partner will always emerge in endlessly! This also prevents her from killing people properly! looked at this Ying Long, who seemed to not know her, and looked at her with a sword and no expression.
Mo Xiaomo frowned, Ying Long didn't know when he became so taciturn, and he was very close to Fuyao? It was too weird, and when Ying Long slashed over with a sword, Mo Xiaomo saw his expression clearly. I saw that his expression was dull, and his empty eyes seemed to be out of focus. It's just blindly holding a sword and slashing in a disorderly manner, which is very similar to what she said in the puppet secret book she read in the system space a few days ago.
Her eyes widened in disbelief and she exclaimed! "Puppet witchcraft! Fuyao you are so vicious, you do this, you are not afraid of being found out that you are Chiyou's spy? "Ying Long is a god after all, after being refined into a puppet, he has lost his previous flexibility, but his strength is indeed amazing. After only receiving two swords from him, Mo Xiaomo felt that the tiger's mouth was shocked and numb.
"Hehehe~, an ignorant demon, actually knows the secret techniques of the twelve witch gods such as me, he is indeed my puppet, I wanted to refine Mo Hua into a puppet, but I never thought that he was out of my control, but these are not important anymore, since I don't want to be my puppet, then it is not bad to become an adult's god body, hahahahaha~! Mo Chengcheng, since you know so much, you can't keep it. Ying Long~! Kill her! ”
"Yes, master." Ying Long, who received the order, should be Mumu. I saw that his body skyrocketed and turned into a huge golden dragon, and the dragon's body swirled and flew, bringing a black and heavy blood wind. As soon as Mo Xiao Mo Fang held up the enchantment, it was shattered by this strong wind, and as soon as Fang looked up, she saw a huge dragon claw rushing towards her. She resisted with her aura, only to hear a 'clang' sound, and the ice blue in her hand was broken into two. She hurriedly rolled over to dodge, but her arm was still scratched by the golden dragon claws.
Black demonic energy swirled over her wounds, and there was a rattling sound. Along with the wound in his abdomen, there was a faint pain, Mo Xiaomo looked at the short sword that was only half cut in his hand and pursed his lips. Thrown into the system space, she raised her hand to cover the wound, freezing the wound one by one, temporarily stopping the spread of demonic energy.
As soon as Fang froze, he heard a rough laugh in the sky above the dome: "Cang Cang~, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you all capable of this?" Pitiful, pitiful, hahahahahaha! ”
It sounds like I'm talking to her, but who is this voice? Is it really good to talk to her like this as soon as you come up?!
"My lord, it's good to leave it to the little one here, why bother with you?" I saw Fuyao, who was originally standing in mid-air, turned over and fell on the head of the clouds, and knelt down respectfully in one direction.
Mo Xiaomo wiped the corners of his mouth, indicating that he was stunned. She really knelt down to the system, is it really good for God to unfold like this? What's going on with that dark and dreary demonic aura in front of you?!
"I forgot the past, but I can still purify and resist my demonic energy. So, you have to die. "That demonic qi flew two meters away from her and disappeared, although Mo Xiaomo didn't know what this demonic qi was talking about, but the demonic qi that was originally entrenched in her arm really disappeared.
"Who are you? Are we acquainted? While talking to that demonic qi, Mo Xiaomo showed a trace of divine sense and looked at Fuyao not far away, even if she couldn't kill her today, then she had to rescue Houtu and Mo Hua.
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