Chapter 162: Vine Blossom Extinction (First Update)
Under the urging of mana, the wound was finally invisible, and Mo Chen forcibly suppressed the discomfort of his body, and pretended to be relaxed: "Use less fire spirit in the future, that will consume your spiritual power." If the enemy uses crowd tactics, you will lose all your spiritual power without losing a pillar of incense. ”
Jiu Luo didn't know that this was happening, and looked at him in disbelief: "Why is this happening?"
"That's it, ask what why. I don't believe you feel that your spiritual power is weaker now than just now. ”
Jiu Luoyi was tempted, and it was really like a glass of wine, half of which was drunk, but it was not renewed for a long time.
"What the hell is going on?" What about the half glass of wine? Jiuluo's frustration and panic all leaked out in his voice.
Mo Chen looked at her, shook his head disdainfully, and deliberately angered her: "Qualification." It's a matter of qualification. Don't cry, you can't cry. Born stupid. ”
Jiuluo glanced at him hatefully: "Phew, you just cried." "Could it be that no matter how hard you try, waste wood will be waste wood after all?" Jiu Luo suddenly felt an irresistible sense of frustration.
Mo Chen raised her wrist again for her unpreparedness, and shook it: "In the future, use it to --- Bauhinia vine bracelet, and move as you like, and the vine will be destroyed, leaving no life." After recognizing the Lord, this magic weapon will do as you wish, without any spells, if you want it to kill, it will kill. As long as your killing intent is together, there will be no living mouth under the bauhinia vine. ”
Jiuluo lowered his head, his gaze picked up at Mo Chen, who was a head taller than him, and his face was exploring.
Bauhinia rattan bracelet, the intention is to move at will, the vine is extinguished, and no life is spared.
He's a big talker.
Jiu Luo couldn't hold back any longer, sneered, and snatched his hand fiercely: "Who are you bluffing?" Who is stupid? She didn't doubt that a bracelet was used as a magic weapon, but she didn't believe that woody vine Luo killed people. At least not in her hands. At most, it can be used as a rope to tie up the enemy and delay the time to escape.
She can't do it well. Not to mention the foreign objects he sent.
Mo Chen lifted his robe and sat down again, and asked her in a cold voice, "You don't believe it?"
"I don't believe it. Devils believe it. "Such a thing would have such power, even if she is shallow, she really can't think of it.
Mo Chen glared at her, stood up and walked to the pavilion, looking at the surging river.
"You're going to wait for me. ”
He flew and jumped into the middle of the river, Jiu Luo was stunned for a moment, and then shouted to his back with a smile: "Hey, you don't have to die in the name of death, I believe you can't do it yet." ”
When the words fell, a column of water shot over the river, and she was caught off guard, and when Jiuluo reacted, the water column was already about to pour her soup chicken from head to toe.
She hurriedly and instinctively raised her hand to block it, and suddenly her body was wrapped in a strong light, and the river water was bounced back and splashed all under her feet, fortunately, it was not wet.
She looked at her wrist suspiciously, and another small column of water crept down, smashing all over her face. You can't prevent it, you can't hide it.
Jiuluo was stunned with a wet face, and then understood what was going on, and scolded at the distant figure on the river: "Scum, you scum, what kind of ability do you have to plot against me." ”
The figure on the river was getting farther and farther away, but his always cold voice was close to his ears: "The deity is very grudgeful, you can't afford to provoke it." Obediently waited in the pavilion. ”
Jiu Luo wiped his face indiscriminately and stomped his feet in anger. I only hate my low spiritual power, otherwise the person who will be teased tonight will be his big scoundrel.
She whirred and shook the water droplets from her clothes, cursing him as she wiped them.
Suddenly, she stopped, staring at the bauhinia bracelet in a daze.
Just now, as if she was defending herself, she raised her hand, and subconsciously wanted to block the water column that Mo Chen hit, but she successfully blocked those rivers.
She looked at the large water trail on the ground, and if she hadn't raised her wrist to block it, she might have been even more embarrassed than she was now. At least the clothes are all wet.
She re-examined the artifact on her wrist, and the moonlight shone coldly, like the man who gave her the artifact, cold. She stroked it gently, and the feeling of touching her fingers was cold and cold, so that her heart, which was still impetuous and floating just now, slowly became calm and peaceful, could it be that this is really a good thing.