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

The wind blows and the grass moves, the strong wind blows over the dead branches and rotten leaves and spins the rotor on the uneven soil, Mo Ling does his best, and the flowers sleeping in the deepest part of his body are unshakable and do not wake up.

The unbearable assassins filed out from the dark, and the sound of their steps was "tick tick tick", similar to a melancholy symphony.

Xi Mojiu hugged Mo Ling who was immersed in his own world, the cold light of the short knife cut off the branches that touched people, and the silver light from the tip of the knife cut off the mask of the assassin who bore the brunt.

"Ah." The sudden shaking of his body must have caused an accident. Mo Ling reacted very quickly. He broke off a branch and assumed an attacking posture.

How can a branch compare to a sword that cuts iron like mud, but it is just to encourage momentum, please feel at ease.

The assassin surrounded the two of them, and none of the villains died because of talking too much, so he drew his sword decisively and slashed at him. Xi Mojiu's martial arts skills are excellent, and he can't be defeated with bare hands. Although Mo Ling is not as good as Xi Mojiu, he is somewhat capable.

With eyes in place, the branch in his hand was used as a sword, Xi Mojiu kicked an assassin in the jaw with his toe, and only heard the sound of "click" bones breaking, Xi Mojiu kicked the man over two meters, grabbed the sword in the opponent's hand, Give ink zero.

"use this."

"Well, I'll get you one!" Mo Ling raised his mouth, he had never learned swordsmanship, but swords, nanta is also a kind of swordsmanship, as long as the speed is fast, other things are not a problem.

The period that boys who enter elementary school will go through, learn martial arts without a teacher.

With the principle that only speed can not break, Mo Ling flaunts his sword in a fancy way, but the confidence he pretends makes people suspect that he is using a sword technique that has been lost in the martial arts.

Mo Ling, who was fighting all over, hit one or two right, grabbed the sword and threw it to Xi Mojiu immediately. Xi Mojiu got the sword, like a tiger with wings added, possessed by the God of War, and attacked viciously.

The two who belonged to the weak side changed their positions. This time, the quality of the assassins was far inferior to that of the previous batch. Mo Ling pulled out the sword that pierced the assassin's shoulders, and he was still distracted by his thoughts.

There are a dozen assassins, very few now, and one of them hurriedly took out a cylindrical box that resembled a small firework.

Xi Mojiu said: "It's a microphone! Ling Ling, don't let him call other people."

"clear."

Xi Mojiu soared in the air, his skirts fluttering, Mo Ling held his sword down, and his white boots stepped on the wet soil. The three remaining assassins flustered their eyes up and down, not knowing who to block.

Mo Ling threw out the sword in his hand. Seeing that the sword was coming towards him, the assassin in the middle quickly dodged to the left, just in the area of ​​Xi Mojiu.

The remaining one raised his sword to face each other, stepped back tremblingly, stepped on a smooth pebble, fell back with slippery feet, and fell to the ground. Xi Mojiu raised his sword against his fragile neck, and the tip of the knife touched his throbbing artery .

"Xi Fengzhe's lackey?"

The assassin fell into the enemy's hands, but his eyes were stern. After a while, his eyes widened, his eyes turned white, he twitched a few times, and fell to the ground lifeless.

Mo Ling wanted to go up to have a look, but Xi Mojiu stood in front of him, and used his sword to pry the assassin's veil off.

The dead assassin was foaming at the mouth, and black streaks of blood slid from the corner of his mouth.

Xi Mojiu withdrew his sword, and said coldly, "Take the poison and commit suicide. It is the poison you took in advance. You can only get the antidote if you complete the task. If you fail to complete the task, you will be caught. Once you die from the poison, there will be no evidence of death."

Mo Ling frowned: "Cruel."

"The choice of the public." Xi Mojiu showed an unclear smile: "If I choose this kind of gang to work, no matter who it is, only the dead can keep secrets."

Seeing his smile, Mo Ling sneezed inexplicably, he folded his arms and rubbed them together, he didn't wear much, it was a bit cold in the forest.

"What should we do now? We can't find the way back." Mo Ling blamed himself, "I'm not reliable."

The young man lowered his eyebrows, his long and dense eyelashes cast shadows under his charming phoenix eyes, Xi Mojiu rubbed Mo Ling's head: "I can go out. Look for traces, but wherever you pass by, there will be traces of walking anyway , the time is only one night, and the faint traces will not disappear quickly. As long as you are confident, you will definitely find it."

"I hope so." Mo Ling let out a foul breath.

The two relaxed their vigilance and searched for the way with peace of mind. They thought that the assassins would follow one after another.

The fourth prince paid his blood and wanted the lives of Xi Mojiu and Mo Ling!

The two people, one gray and one purple, stood in front of them, facing a duplicated face, with smirks.

"May I ask who you are?"

Two well-dressed young men appeared in the barren mountains and old forests, and there were problems no matter how they looked at them.Mo Ling still asked politely.

The man in gray sneered and said, "Naturally the one who took your dog's life!"

The man in purple said impatiently: "Stop talking to them, just kill them and return to your life."

Xi Mojiu, who was protecting the calf, stopped Mo Ling behind, and the hilt of the sword he held in his hand was warm all the time, and his words were sharp: "We have no grievances or enmity with the two Your Excellencies, and you were entrusted by others to take our lives?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" The man in purple was very impatient, scratching his head with a ferocious expression: "Your brother asked us to kill you, okay, it's as simple as that, you don't need to ask more. Aren't you a fool? Why? Suddenly smart? Forget it, I don’t plan to ask about your affairs, it’s a waste of time. Brother, one person per person.”

The man in purple looked at Xi Mojiu provocatively. The man in gray put his hands on his shoulders and dragged his impulsive younger brother back. He said helplessly, "The plan has changed. Kill the short one. Take the tall one back."

"When was the order changed? Why don't I know."

"You received the mission and left in a hurry before you finished listening. It's strange to know." The man in gray gave him a headshot in dissatisfaction, and was extremely helpless for his impatient brother.Just because of this temper, how many times he wiped his ass.

"Okay, okay, I got it!" the man in purple said perfunctorily.

Ignoring my brother's rhetoric, I took off the dagger pinned to my waist, threw away the scabbard, and licked the dagger to feel the blood.

Mo Ling and Xi Mojiu didn't throw their swords away, they put up all their energy, Xi Mojiu protected Mo Ling, afraid of hurting him.

Out of intuition and familiarity, Mo Ling had a bad premonition, and hid behind Xi Mojiu's wide back, the shadow cast covered the light on his face.

The man in purple came quickly, and with a strange smile, his pupils flickered, and Mo Ling's surprised face was reflected in the strange blue pupils.

"Be careful! He is FRL! He has the same ability as me!" Mo Ling growled.

Xi Mojiu had seen Lingling's ability before, and became more vigilant against the unpredictable twin brothers. Xi Mojiu was ready to deal with the enemy, but as soon as Mo Ling finished speaking, the man in purple disappeared before his eyes.

Mo Ling didn't have time to sigh, the sharp pain in his arm made him hum softly, Mo Ling raised his sword and stabbed randomly.He and Xi Mojiu are back to back and are alone.

"It's invisibility! Jiu'er, pay attention to the movement around you."

"Zero zero."

"Don't look back. I'm fine. Be careful. You're an ordinary person. I can't summon a plant shield. It's too difficult for us to win."

"Odds of winning?"

"Less than one floor. There is another ability that is unclear."

As if deliberately playing, the twin brothers did not continue to do it, admiring the last dying struggle of the prey.