Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

Every move failed.

The black fog creature began to become restless, circling around Qin Mo and trying to find Qin Mo's flaws.

The deep black eyes filled with hostility stared at Qin Mo, and every slight movement of the body revealed its cruelty and hideousness.

After testing each other, the black fog creature discovered that Qin Mo was completely different from the humans it had met in its territory before.

When humans see it, they always scream and run away.

However, Qin Mo took up weapons to fight back, which made it feel interesting and annoyed at the same time.

In comparison with Qin Mo, it felt that the humans it had eaten before were bland and tasteless, which made the beast lose interest.

Only Qin Mo, only Qin Mo, made it unable to stop.

It even felt that every breath of Qin Mo's flesh and blood was clamoring for it to eat him.

All black fog creatures have a restless heart, and this one is no exception.

Its eager anticipation and desire for Qin Mo's flesh and blood made it unable to hold back.

It had only one thought, which was to make the human being in front of it its food.

At that time, it will definitely cherish it very much and taste every drop of blood that enters its mouth carefully before swallowing it.

I decided in my heart not to play with my prey anymore.

The black mist creature stretched out its long scarlet tongue towards Qin Mo and swept across most of his cheek, as if in provocation.

Qin Mo didn't know that the black mist creature in front of him had reached its peak of desire for his flesh and blood. He only knew that the other's eyes made him more and more disgusted.

Qin Mo gave the black fog creature a cold smile, holding a scratched stick across his chest.

Qin Mo's abnormal behavior obviously made it hesitate, and the attack it had been preparing for was delayed.

Suddenly, Qin Mo discovered that the energy of the dead forest changed drastically.

The gentle and silent whistling sound of the wind turned rapid, and the rustling sound of branches and leaves could be heard everywhere in the dead forest.

Little Moon: [Nuannuan, the other party is serious]

Even if Xiao Yueliang didn't remind him, Qin Mo knew that the other party had started to attack based on the situation and atmosphere.

The black mist creature was testing his weaknesses, and he was also testing the other party's abilities.

The result was that neither side found out what they wanted.

The black fog creature went straight to its ultimate attack, so Qin Mo naturally wouldn't choose to continue charging forward.

Qin Mo made a decisive decision and shouted in his heart:

【Little Moon, take action! 】

The little moon was extremely fast. In Qin Mo's eyes, it appeared in front of the black fog creature in a flash.

Little Moon's voice was indifferent and calm.

"I declare that the sparring is over."

"You are unqualified and will be killed."

As he spoke, Little Moon stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the forehead of the black mist creature.

The atmosphere is perfectly set, with Little Moon wearing a black and red long skirt with an expressionless face, which seems to be the standard for hidden bosses in anime.

Little Moon finished speaking.

Bang! The black mist creature fell to the ground.

Qin Mo: “???”.

From which anime of Xu Xiaolou did Xiaoyue learn this childish speech?

Hmmm…kind of cool.

Come to think of it, it’s quite cool.

The voices echoing in his mind failed to divert Qin Mo's attention.

Qin Mo soon had no time to pay attention to the black fog creature on the ground and Little Moon's immature announcement, because after the black fog creature died, the noise in the dead forest did not decrease but became more intense.

The sound of "puffing" coming from afar was like the sound of waves, getting louder and louder, deafening.

puff!

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed and he looked in the direction of the voice.

The crooked dead tree that fixed the slope closest to him pulled out its roots that were deeply buried in the soil, and then several cracks appeared on the dead trunk, and the dead tree with its fangs and claws bared suddenly had facial features.

The tree is alive!

Qin Mo's pupils dilated slightly.

He knew what the popping sound that had been coming from the dead forest was; it was the sound of the dead forest coming to life.

In the blink of an eye, words like "a thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant hole" and "a hollow collapsed city" flashed before Qin Mo's eyes.

Qin Mo's throat moved slightly.

One man can defeat ten thousand troops, that is a myth.

It happened in a flash. Seeing that the dead tree man was about to pull out all the roots, Su Mo immediately bent down, picked up Little Moon and ran away.

Qin Mo tried hard to recall where there were fewer dead trees in the places he had passed before, and moved flexibly to avoid places where the branches and leaves were shaking.

From the moment Xiaoyue was picked up by Qin Mo to the time he was carried on his shoulder, she did not resist at all during the entire process.

She raised her hands when she should, grabbed her clothes when she should, and let Qin Mo carry her and run.

Qin Mo's vision was limited, and sometimes he would bump into the roots of a tree man that was stretching out its roots.

Little Moon just happened to give a reminder.

Little Moon: [Nuan Nuan, on the right]

With an emergency brake, Qin Mo quickly dodged the attacking tree roots and changed direction.

The popping sound behind me turned into a rumbling sound.

Qin Mo's scalp tightened.

He didn't need to look back to know that more and more tree people were joining the army behind him.

Little Moon, who was resting on Qin Mo's shoulder, thought this was very interesting and silently kept to herself the words she wanted to remind Qin Mo.

Little Moon: [Nuan Nuan, on the left]

Qin Mo continued to move in the dead woods under the command of Little Moon.

Suddenly, Little Moon narrowed her eyes, calmly stretched out her hand and cut off the green and yellow tree roots that were reaching towards them.

She is very happy now and doesn't want anyone or anything to disturb her fun.

Enjoying the feeling of her body rising and falling in the air, Little Moon blinked her eyes, and her black eyelashes slightly covered her beautiful and delicate eyes.

[Nuan Nuan, on the right]

Little Moon didn't know what she saw, and she changed her words:

[No, left side]

Qin Mo thought that a large number of tree people appeared on the right, so he turned to the left after hearing this.

Until now he hasn't discovered Xiaoyue's little thoughts.

In other words, the body was one second slow in receiving the brain's instructions, and Qin Mo discovered Xiaoyue's little movement.

With Little Moon behind him to take care of things, Qin Mo could move forward in the direction indicated by Little Moon without any worries.

Qin Mo was like an elf, jumping nimbly between the tree roots.

In the end, Qin Mo was completely surrounded by the tree people, and he was shocked to realize that what Little Moon was pointing to was not the way to leave, but the road leading to the place where the tree people were most densely populated.

Qin Mo no longer had time to ask Xiao Yueliang what she was trying to do. He supported himself with one hand, lay flat on his back, and dodged the tree roots that were coming towards him.

At this time, Little Moon also easily broke free from Qin Mo's hand, and her exquisite black leather shoes stepped and jumped on the tree roots.

After a few seconds, he moved away from Qin Mo.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The tree roots of varying thickness and length pumped the air, making a harsh sound.

Little Moon: [Nuan Nuan, take it! ]

A black long sword with a flowing glow flew out of Xiaoyue's hand and cut off the tree roots that were attacking Qin Mo.

Qin Mo threw away the stick in his hand and picked up the sword.

With a few swish sounds, severed tree roots kept falling beside Qin Mo.

There was the clear sound of sword energy, the hissing sound of tree roots hitting the air and the ground, the breaking sound of brittle branches and leaves, and some indescribable sounds.

The dead forest seemed to be holding a grand and lively music symphony. Qin Mo was the conductor of the orchestra, and the long sword in his hand was the baton of the concert.

Frequently changing gestures affect the rhythm of the entire concert.

Cut, block, kick, dodge... cut, block, kick, dodge...

Cycle back and forth.

Qin Mo's movements became more and more concise and neat. With a wave of his sword, not a single tree root would escape his sword.

The little moon stood on top of a tree man, encouraging Qin Mo with an expressionless face.

【Come on, Nuannuan! Nuannuan is the best! 】

The roots of the tree man all showed neat cross-sections from being cut by sharp blades.