Fast Travel Villain: Sanctioning the Son of Luck

Chapter 223

The weight on the thigh was impossible to ignore, so Xing Mo glanced down.

Unfortunately, it was she who said she would never see the miracle doctor...

With a sound of "Puff", she heard the sound of her flag being ruthlessly pulled out again.

Fucking fate...

Covering his little heart that was vomiting out a mouthful of old blood, Xing Mo wanted to shake off the big lump on his leg, but before she could say anything, the lump on his leg suddenly stood up by himself, pulled her hand and pulled his leg away. run.

"Be careful, there is danger here!"

As if to cater to what he said, almost at the same time as his words fell, a pair of hands that looked like withered claws and were as sharp as blades, which had completely lost their appearance, appeared straight at Xing Mo's very close distance.

Relying on years of accumulated experience, Xing Mo instinctively picked up the young man in white who was holding her hand, quickly left the ghost, stood on a tall sycamore tree, and observed the strange things that gradually gathered below look like.

At best, "those things" have a human face, but the cheeks are sunken and extremely thin. Without the support of the flesh, there is only a layer of dry skin clinging to the skeleton.

Without a target, their eyes looked around blankly, as if they had lost consciousness.

It's just... this is not the most surprising thing, the most surprising thing is that these "people" who are still a little bit angry are wrapped around a kind of unknown silk thread glowing with golden light, and these threads are still It is constantly moving on the skin as if it is alive, and the dense layer is inescapable and frightening.

Unprepared to be counterattacked, a white-clothed young man in the arms of a princess came out of Xing Mo's arms unsteadily, and then coughed and explained solemnly: "These guys you saw were used by Wandugu to catch this young master. A puppet made by living people."

Ten Thousand Poisons Valley? Xing Mo frowned. If there is really someone in the Jianghu who dares to blatantly attack the people of Medicine God Valley, it must be the recently reborn strength—Wan Poisons Valley.

Unlike the Yaoshen Valley, which specializes in saving lives, the Ten Thousand Poisons Valley declared arrogantly to the entire martial arts world just after its establishment—"They want to fight against the pious Medicine Gods Valley. They don't make medicines, they only make poison!"

And after he stabilized his foothold in the martial arts, he wantonly assassinated the disciples of Yaowanggu who were traveling abroad.

Obviously, as the signboard of Quangu, the owner of Shaogu, who also traveled abroad, was also targeted.

It's just that the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons in the plot didn't have enough courage and no strength, so it didn't take long for it to be destroyed?

Xing Mo looked suspiciously at the young man in white who had "weak, pitiful and helpless" written all over his face, his eyes were filled with suspicion.

But before she continued to doubt, the puppets below seemed to have finally sensed their existence, staring at them above the sycamore tree with empty eyes.

Immediately afterwards, as if being called upon, the golden thread wrapped around them squirmed quickly, and with the squirming, the puppets started to twitch again.

They were like beasts that had just come out of the gate, running in a posture that was completely unhuman, climbing up the tree trunk with hands and feet, and then going to hook Mo Mo's feet.

"Damn! What are these puppets doing to catch me?" Xing Mo stabbed down a string of puppets with a violent branch, but after stabbing down a string, more puppets continued to climb up, quite wanting to use the number of people to suppress means to surround them.

(End of this chapter)