I can pick up trash

Chapter 1542 Opponents
"You two are so naive, come if you have the ability."

Po Meng stood motionless, with a strong mockery on her face.

Lin Hong frowned, and withdrew the sword that was almost in the attack: "You bastard, you have the ability to get out of Grandma Meng's body."

"..."

On the other hand, the God of Destiny did not really attack.

"Heh." Granny Meng, some of them just sneered, and after she finished speaking, she slapped both palms on the stomachs of the two of them at the same time.

"puff--"

"hiss……"

The God of Destiny flew out backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, while Lin Hong gasped and retreated again and again.

The Lord of the Undead frowned: "You don't act real, I'm afraid I won't survive and I can recover some strength."

"To shut up."

Lin Hong cast a contemptuous look.

He turned to look at the motionless Daughter of Death, and found that she had been muttering about her discomfort.

"What's going on?" Lin Hong had a very bad feeling.

"My uncle has made his debut, come and see!"

A voice suddenly came from a distance.

It's the heart demon. After so many days, he has rushed over from the blessed land of the cave.

The Daughter of Death suddenly looked at him: "It is an existence that has never been killed, hehe."

"What do you mean by that?"

The demon's face changed slightly.

"Killing you will definitely make you feel better." The Daughter of Death rushed over with a crazy smile on her face.

"What happened to her?"

Lin Hong asked a little strangely.

The lord of the undead frowned: "He is unkillable, but every rebirth will bring great killing."

"That's why she's called the Daughter of Death?"

Thinking of something, Lin Hong took a few more pills to restore his injuries, but the effect of taking these pills in battle was very poor.

"Husband, we are not his opponent." The God of Destiny was beaten back again, and his injuries were even worse.

"But no one can help us now."

Lin Hong smiled wryly and glanced around. Porky Dragon was trying to wake up Po Meng, but as said before, it would take a lot of time.

He whispered softly: "I don't know if Gao Zhuang has returned."

If you come back at this time, it will definitely come in handy, and I hope you can bring back some former Hades.

"It will take three days to calculate the time."

Lin Hong turned to show helplessness.

"Almost forgot to ask, where's that master swordsman?" Lin Hong thought of something again, and looked at the recovering Undead Lord.

"I was seriously injured in the last battle with you. By the way, because of the use of a unique move, it probably won't be able to go out for decades."

The Lord of the Undead shrugged and said casually.

Lin Hong chuckled: "It seems that my five-element energy ball is very useful..."

"What's wrong with me?"

At this moment, Fu Jiaojiao was sober with the help of Porridge Dragon.

"Come and help." The God of Destiny looked at her and said, "We must help each other now."

In the fantasy world.

"Are you desperate, are you helpless? I am using your body to fight them."

The old man's eyebrows were full of sarcasm, as if he was looking at an ant.

"..." Meng Po is now like a lunatic, her consciousness is completely disordered.

"That's it, it's so beautiful, it's the scene I want to see the most."

The old man seemed to be enjoying it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared: "Excuse me."

It was the porridge dragon, who came here in the same way.

"Grandma Meng, wake up quickly. If you don't wake up, we will definitely lose. As long as you wake up, you can talk about anything."

The porridge dragon yelled loudly, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"She has been completely controlled by the teacher, you don't have to try to wake her up." The old man's face was ugly. He never expected that he would teach an enemy, what a scum!

"Master, surrender, as long as you surrender now, everything will be fine."

Rice Porridge Dragon still couldn't bear it at this time.

The old man laughed: "Is everything okay? You are the ones who should surrender."

"Do you really think you have the upper hand? Don't forget that I know where your body is, as long as I tell you..."

Rice Porridge Dragon didn't continue to speak, the threat meant nothing more than desire.

"Leave your consciousness here." The old man rushed over with a cold face, "As long as you are killed here, no one will know."

"I didn't expect that your first solution would be to seal my mouth."

Porridge Dragon laughed at himself, this is really a good "Master".

He shook his head: "Even if you don't surrender, I will try my best to save your life when the time comes."

"Stop being hypocritical here."

The old man approached and swung a palm, the powerful force made the air tremble slightly.

"Master! You can't win this battle, and failure is a foregone conclusion." The rice porridge dragon waved his palm expressionlessly.

"Snapped---"

A loud sound echoed in this space.

Meng Po, who was still crazy, rushed over: "Kill you, kill you!"

"You crazy woman."

The old man wanted to dodge, but was caught by the rice porridge dragon.

"Master! I'm not the only one who wants to deal with you. I'll give you one last chance. Surrender quickly." Porridge Dragon persuaded earnestly.

"Don't even think about it, you little brat, you traitor!"

Gritting his teeth, the old man narrowly escaped Granny Meng's attack.

Soon, he found that Po Meng didn't even attack the porridge dragon, so he chased him.

The old man scolded: "Damn it!"

Although he can control Po Meng's body, he cannot completely control Po Meng's mind.

"Wake up and remember who you are."

Porridge Dragon assisted, trying to remind Po Meng of everything quickly.

The old man retreated again and again under the attacks of the two of them, taking the upper hand.

"His offensive seems to be slow." Fu Jiaojiao wiped off the sweat from her brow, and looked at Granny Meng curiously, "Could it be that he's tired?"

"No, it should be the rice porridge dragon's help that worked."

Lin Hong shook his head lightly, and took a few pills for recovery from time to time, and the accumulation of small amounts made a lot, and the recovery was almost the same.

He exhaled: "I hope Granny Meng can be brought back to normal quickly."

"..."

The lord of the undead watched all this quietly, and had no intention of helping.

"You should have almost recovered, why don't you come over?" The God of Destiny suddenly looked over.

"Here comes."

The Lord of the Undead's eyes flashed, and after he finished speaking, he walked over quickly, twisted his neck, and held the evil knife in his hand.

The God of Destiny whispered in Lin Hong's ear, "Be careful."

"I know."

Lin Hong nodded slightly.

As the saying goes, it is impossible to have a defensive heart, let alone the enemy not long ago?
I'm afraid that just after solving the troubles on Po Meng's side, he will become troublesome and turn against each other.

Soon, under the joint offensive of several people, Po Meng retreated steadily.

In the fantasy world.

"You ungrateful bastard!" The old man became angry with embarrassment, and pointed at the porridge dragon, angrily.

"Master, it's obvious that you lost."

Porridge Dragon had no expression on his face, silently looking at the person he once particularly respected.

The old man did not intend to surrender until his death: "I have been studying illusion for so many years, this is my field, there is no way you can beat me."

"Haven't you figured it out yet? I really can't beat you, but your opponent is not only me, but everyone, including Po Meng's own consciousness."

Porridge Dragon said calmly, and let out a long breath.

"The matter has come to this point, there is nothing to say, the big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken."

The old man suddenly roared, controlled Po Meng's body, and stabbed the spoon between her eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)