The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

When Xi Mojiu's figure disappeared, Mo Ling could concentrate on nothing but devote himself to the crisis.

He took off his coat and covered Heihuo's body, and looked at the man in black. When his fingers were stained with warm liquid, he could imagine what it was without looking.

"Who sent you here?" Knowing that there would be no answer, Mo Ling still asked the script according to the script, racing against time, even a second of delay is powerful to him, and hoped that the second prince could handle things well and come in time.

The men in black only showed a pair of cold eyes, and their walking movements were stiff, rigid and lifeless, like puppets manipulated by others.

Mo Ling just had this idea in his head, and one of them spoke to dispel his idea: "Stop struggling needlessly, you will not escape today!"

"Not necessarily!" Mo Ling sneered.

He tried to stimulate the spiritual power in his body, and there was a burning sensation, and the burning sensation hit him one after another!Each time it became stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to melt his body from the inside out.

Mo Ling's cheeks were flushed red, he felt uncomfortable with burning, and sometimes a clover pattern appeared on his forehead. The man in black who was speaking saw Mo Ling's strangeness, and he led people to rush forward. When he moved, the other men in black behind him also Follow the move.

"Ah!" Mo Ling's eyes were flushed, he looked up at the sky, and howled heart-piercingly, green vines sprang out from the ground, one, two, three... rushed out and surrounded Mo Ling.

As long as someone approaches, the vines will grow rapidly, with sharp tips and thick bodies, like poisonous snakes baring their fangs, without giving the prey the slightest chance to escape.

"Damn it, it's so uncomfortable!" Mo Lingyi waved his hand and threw hundreds of plant seeds to germinate in mid-air. The power was inexhaustible, but his physical strength and reason were always consumed.

The bloody piranha, the imitation version of the pea shooter, the cactus, and the three-meter-high pitcher plant stared at the man in black who came forward. The scene of being besieged by plants is creepy. Fucking shit, but the people on the opposite side were not afraid of sex, and kept attacking like crazy, without showing a little bit of fear.

After using too many plants at one time, Mo Ling was panting heavily. He fell to the ground and bought a few piranhas to surround him in case of surprise attack. No matter how tired he was, he dared not close his eyes and relax his vigilance .

Xi Mojiu, you must escape!Don't make me waste my efforts!

At this moment, what Mo Ling was thinking about was still Xi Mojiu's safety. He thought he was not a good person who sacrificed himself to save others, but when he got into Xi Mojiu's body, he automatically assumed the identity of the scapegoat.

"bump"

The night was illuminated at this moment, and white light scattered on Mo Ling's body. He quickly looked up and saw fireworks rising one after another on the right side of the sky. The shapes of the fireworks exploded like patterns he had never seen before. It is somewhat similar to his most commonly used vines.

The second prince, who killed the last batch of enemies, wiped the blood from his cheeks with his arm, and when the fireworks were burning, he mused, "It's the Aoki Crest..."

The fifth prince pulled the sword out of the corpse, and wiped off the blood on the sword with the clothes of the man in black.

"The Ninth Brother is able to mobilize the forces of the Taoist sect, he must have escaped, and Mo Ling and Heihuo must be in danger, let's hurry there!" said the third prince.

"Row!"

The situation on the side of the second prince is not optimistic either. The number of dark guards who died or were injured is not many, and now there are very few who can continue to fight.

Mo Ling didn't expect his spiritual power to be consumed so quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the attack power of the plants became weaker and weaker. The man in black could kill a plant with a single blow.

"Go! Swallow them!" Mo Ling gathered all his strength and personally controlled the movement of the piranha.

"Small, you're out of strength!" The short man in black cut the piranha in half with a knife, and Mo Ling watched in disbelief as the piranha turned into a beam of light and dispersed with the wind.

"Who are you?" Mo Ling asked incredulously.

The man in black took off his mask and sneered sarcastically: "The person who took your life is nothing more than a plant FRL!"

Before he had time to think, the silver blade had already pierced Mo Ling's eyes. He bent down to hide, and when he turned around, he smelled the air-conditioning that belonged to the weapon.

Before Mo Ling could cover his face, several knives were cruelly cut across his immature skin. The unbearable pain made him frown in pain. His originally delicate face was now covered with knife marks and dripping with blood, like a ghost in the dark night. .

Mo Ling didn't particularly care about his appearance, but it wasn't to the point of casually disfiguring others.Enduring the pain, he quietly took out the dagger Heihuo had prepared for him earlier and stabbed the man in black in the neck.

The man in black flew up, dodged easily, and then kicked Mo Ling from behind, Mo Ling fell to the ground in a panic, and the man in black spit on the ground: "Bah, you think you are still ranked tenth? king , the night is my home field!"

"Who are you?"

Mo Ling took a bite of grass, the person in front of him was by no means simple, he even knew his code name in modern times, he was by no means an ordinary person.

"Me?" He sneered: "The copyer who was hunted down by you for three days and three nights, you ended up like this because of your meddling back then! Why don't I copy some counterfeit banknotes to spend money, you're fine, don't say anything You said that you hunted me down for days and nights, and even crippled one of my arms, an eye for an eye, now that I have ruined your face, it’s a good deal for you, anyway, dead people don’t need this skin.”

It's no wonder that these people can't finish the fight. The greatest ability of the replicators is that they can copy anything. There is only one thing, FRL, which is stronger than themselves, can't replicate it.

Mo Ling's face was in burning pain, this time it was really disfigured, the gash on his face looked horrible, but the wound was not deep, but he didn't dare to touch the wound, fearing infection, so he could only bear the pain and hold the dagger tightly, Use chatting to delay time: "You can recognize me like this, and you really hate me to the bone."

"Hmph, thanks to the seed you left behind, otherwise I wouldn't be able to copy it and let it track you. I came here to this shitty place for you, you should be grateful!"

"Really?" Mo Ling smiled back indifferently.

"you......"

The sound of the "touch" bomb covered the next words of the replicator in time. He held his breath, covered his face with his arms, surrounded by smoke, and couldn't find the direction of Mo Ling for a while.

"Damn it!" The replicator rudely waved away the smoke, and when the smoke dissipated, there was no Mo Ling in his sight!

"Bastard, you've been tricked!"

As early as when he revealed his identity, Mo Ling was already gathering spiritual power to produce seeds that could release smoke. The replicator didn't know that he had hidden something, and was tricked for a round.

"Heh, don't you understand that the villain died because of talking too much?" Mo Ling, who was fleeing, fled to the most secret place in the mountains relying on the instructions given by the plants.