Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Ling Miaomiao burst out of the crack like a rocket, rolled a roll, and fell down beside Mu Yao.

Mu Yao shook his hand and almost dropped the tower of the demon into the fissure, cold and sweating, and clenched the tower of the demon to take a step back: "Miao Miao?"

Ling Miaomiao lay on the ground for a long time without moving. It was long until Mu Yao squatted down to support her gently, looked at her with a worried face, and hurriedly touched her forehead: "Are you all right?"

The girl stared at the air for a while, and seemed to have regained her soul. She pulled out a box of fist size from her arms and stuffed it into her hand, breathless: "This is Brother Liu's heart."

"..." Mu Yao held the box blankly, a huge surprise came from the sky, she did not respond for a moment.

"Also, Sister Mu." Ling Miaomiao's speed of speech was almost sprinting in the 100 meters, making Mu Yao worried that she fainted because she couldn't get up. She pointed at the small wooden tower in Mu Yao's hand and uttered like a bead. , "Brother Liu taught you how to use the demon tower? Can you promise to use it to take down the demon tower in a while, right?"

The girl in front of her had red cheeks and bright eyes, and she looked at her eagerly with a series of questions, which almost made her dizzy.

"Yes……"

As soon as he nodded his head, he saw Ling Miaomiao stood up and ran to the edge of the crack in a few steps, picked up the skirt and jumped without hesitation.

"Miao Miao!" Mu Yao was shocked, and then rushed to the crack, Ling Miao Miao's last piece of clothing has also disappeared under the dark crack.

Ling Miaomiao closed her eyes safely.

Mu Sheng sent her very violently. The speed of rushing into the fissure was like riding a rocket. It made her stomach turn over the river and lie on the grass. Then she began to greet the whole family.

"System, I want to complain."

"..."

"What should the system do to let the target of the strategy protect the person who wears the book? I will go to the Information Department to give you a bad review, wait."

The system that loves the wings is extremely sensitive to the word "bad review".

"System Tip: The system will guarantee the absolute personal safety of the task person. The danger is generally divided into three levels: blue, green, and red. Once a high-risk red danger is encountered, the personal safety protection mechanism will be directly activated. This is where the mission system is responsible. .According to the record, the task person [Ling Miao Miao] has not yet encountered the red danger, so it is not within the protection scope. The prompt is complete. "

Ling Miaomiao grabbed two grasses on the ground, Xingzi's eyes glowed with cold light, and he threw the grass at the words: "Really? That line, I will try it now in a red danger."

system:"……"

At the end of the speech, she put the box in Mu Yao's hand and jumped the crack for the second time.

The moisture spreads down the fissures, vaguely with the smell of the roots of the plants on the ground, and even a hint of gardenia.

Mu Sheng was forced into the corner, almost blending with the darkness, and only Wuqiqi's eyes were covered with water, reflecting a little light.

He thought to himself that he must be dizzy before he could smell her hair.

The sweet smell in the air is particularly obvious. The wet liquid wets the clothes on his shoulders. When the teenager turned around and turned, there was a blink of an eye in Venus.

He couldn't show half timidity, his back leaned against the wall silently, borrowed some strength, and took a chance to rest for a moment.

Illusionary demon was stimulated by this sweet smell of blood, and the black gas on his body became more and more majestic, and it looked almost like a ghost with a disheveled hair.

Since the violent run, her attack has completely messed up the law. Most of the time, she is releasing energy against a large piece of air. The black gas is covered like a fine net, and the mountains and the sea seem to be squeezed into the net. Bolognese.

Her throat vibrated: "Mu Sheng, half of the monsters in the yin and yang cracks have been slaughtered clean by you. Do you think such energy will not bite yourself?"

The people in front of him still had the crazy provocative smile, and the person who seemed to be forced to death was not him at all.

Mu Sheng tilted his head to look at her, and the murderous black slowly appeared in the eyes under the long lashes: "Unfortunately, when I killed the demon, you were not there."

"It's an arrogant tone." Huan Yao sneered. "Have you always been like this?"

Mu Sheng carelessly fiddled with his headband and smiled: "The last monster who said this was dead."

Although his hand was on the hair band, there was a trace of fear in his heart. For the third time ...

There seemed to be a flash of light in front of him, Mu Sheng had no intention of raising his eyes, and saw a familiar small steel ring coming out of the air, but it was not the demon handle he had released.

The power of the demon handle was completely inadequate, and it came from behind the phantom demon, only that she was unprepared, and even unexpectedly caught the demon defiant.

Suddenly hit by a dumb stick, the phantom didn't respond, waving his sleeves and slamming towards the back.

Naturally it is not accurate. A rabbit-like figure dodges left and right in the attack of swords flying, rushing in a skirt, Mu Sheng suddenly sinks, the girl has rushed to him, his eyes are facing each other, the person in his arms is breathless He looked at him brightly.

Her face was still running hot and steamy, and the fragrance in her hair was faint, like the flowers of the early spring full of branches.

He saw this vivid face, felt a sudden tingling of scalp numbness, before he could react to it, and scolded and blurted out: "What are you doing back?"

But beyond his anger, a trace of shameful joy, like a plant growing in a crack, came out of the ground and climbed up.

The moonlight didn't have the slightest crack of warmth, and seemed to be lit by this figure. The place where her footprints stepped on was the vibrant light.

Such bright.

"I know, I'll let you walk back." Ling Miaomiao bulged his gang, seemingly unaware of the harsh situation in front of him, pulling his sleeves and pulling him out of the corner, "I take care of the patient."

Mu Sheng smiled, and Black Eyes fixed her eyes: "Take care of me, or come to trouble me?"

Saying that, pressing her head down on the ground and rolling, Phantom Demon hit a hollow, and a pile of gravel cracked on his head, which could fall on their faces.

The breath of the two overlapped, and Ling Miaomiao finally fell into his arms carelessly, a soft ball.

Her face was so close to him that she could clearly see the fine fluff on her cheeks. At this moment of life and death, he even had itchy hands and wanted to touch it.

His eyelashes were trembling, thinking of it, he extended his hand.

She seemed to understand something wrong, and her chin was against her chest. Suddenly she took out a stack of rune paper from her arms and couldn't refuse to shove it into his outstretched hand. Xingzi's eyes waved: "Son, thank you, this is me Return your rune. "

"..." He lowered his eyebrows at the familiar handwriting on the rune paper and sneered: "Use my rune paper and return my rune paper.

The stone pillar next to him was attacked, and several cracks cracked and burst apart, causing people's ears to roar. He quickly propped up, and quickly picked up the **** the ground, pulling her against the wall.

Boom-The pillar fell down sharply, the gravel splashed around the leg, the earth palace suddenly fell halfway, and the dust rolled.

The person beside him warmly and softly lay next to him, like a fluffy blanket covering him. The wound on his shoulder seemed to collapse, and only felt the warm blood flowing down his arm. The whole body was hot, and I didn't feel pain.

The phantom monster has almost been engulfed by black gas. The little girl's body can't withstand this majestic monster spirit. The flesh and skin burst and the blood vessels and muscles begin to appear. Like a spontaneous combustion scene, the scene is very terrible.

"Did you see it? That's the out-of-control demon." Mu Sheng's long eye feathers hung down, and suddenly she said to her.

Ling Miaomiao gave a perfunctory yell, unknowingly hearing it, raised her hand to grab her demon handle, pulled up Mu Sheng's hand, and put it back on his wrist.

The boy's dark eyes brought cold anger: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Miao Miao blinked, "I borrowed it from you temporarily, and gave it back to me when I used it up."

The black lotus has been hitting the world by two demon handles. If there is one less, the fighting power will not break out.

His complexion suddenly cleared.

Ling Miaomiao tipped her toes, and her cold hand caught his forehead unexpectedly: "Aren't you burned? Can you protect me?"

"……Ok."

He didn't answer until a long time, and it was extremely light, and her eyelashes touched her palm lightly, a little itchy.

She lowered her hand and scratched her palm ... still itching.

Di Gongdi shook the mountain, Ling Miaomiao stood empty-handed next to the black lotus by the dark clouds, staring at the illusionary monster.

Her palms were sweaty, and her heart was like a bulging drum. She wanted to find a chance to try the red danger, but they made them evade, even if she could stand in front of Mu Sheng and try to be his human shield, he was caught by him and protected behind him , Not hurt.

The gravel on the ground was large and small, like a bombed quarry, and the two retreated staggered.

Illusionary monster's attack left no room, like a knife up and down in the sky, avoiding inevitable, Ling Miaomiao was inattentive, tripped by a rubble, and suddenly lost her focus.

Before she hit the ground, she was suddenly pulled by him. At this opportunity, the phantom demon's blood-red nails soared several feet. "Pouting" fell into the chest of admiration. His shoulder blade was pushed all the way to the wall and hit it. The fire above his head shook.

The phantom's finger claws began to rotate slowly, Mu Sheng clenched the roots of his teeth, and the **** fingers held the wall a little hard.

A shadow flashed in front of him, and the unarmed girl beside him stretched out her hand, twisting the arm of the Illusionary Demon, calmly said: "Let him go ..."

The rebellion against pebbles is more provocative.

Mu Sheng woke up instantly, his face changed greatly, and his frontal horns suddenly broke out. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak. He first poured blood from the damaged heart and lungs and spurted it on the lapel.

"Death ..." The illusion demon sneered, shook away the admiration, and turned to teach this little thing not afraid of death.

She hit backhand and hit her lower abdomen mercilessly.

Ling Miaomiao arched her body, suddenly exuding hot blood between her fingers, staggering back two steps.

at the same time:

"Ding-System prompt: The red danger protection mode has been activated to protect the task person's safety in an all-round way. Please ask the task person to continue the task. The prompt is complete."

"I ... just looking for death." Ling Miao Miao looked at the illusion, Yu Guang glanced at the dumped boy, he was struggling to get up, his hair stuck to his face, and his eyes were black and star-free. Moon night.

She didn't feel much, just ... the black lotus vomited blood when it was finished.

"I like to play with my heart so much, you have a kind of ... Don't be biased." She took a few steps backwards, simply covered her abdomen, and sat on the ground with a rogue, just in front of Mu Sheng, and hugged her waist suddenly. , He will get up next second-

She talked for a long time, and kept moving Mu Sheng's finger down, hoping that he would slow down.

The system's protection is really invincible. Even if the phantom pokes her into a sieve, it will not cause any substantial harm to her.

It's just that if he suffers again, I'm afraid her target of the attack will be three feet long, and she won't have to use it.

"Do you think I dare?" The phantom's fingers slammed out.

At this moment, the shiny demon handle flew at once, and hit her finger fiercely.

The wind carried by the demon handle was like a knife, and Ling Miaomiao's hair was suddenly raised.

The long finger in front of him was broken, and Dancome's half-finger was hanging down softly, shaking a few times, Ling Miaomiao's goose bumps rose.

"you dare?"

The teenager straightened up from behind her, with a touch of uncleaned blood on her lips. It was extremely strange, and the anger flowing in her eyes slowly condensed into a deep black.

He imprisoned the girl from behind and forcibly pulled her hand away. A hemostatic sticker was quickly attached to her wound. Immediately, in a way of holding the child, she held her two ribs up and hugged him on his leg. .

The illusionary monster suddenly made a wailing cry. The palace began to shake the mountain, and the gravel rolled continuously from all directions, just like a torrent of torrents, and the waves were terrible.

Four more days, the moonlight turned at an angle, and the light band was doped with the dazzling golden light of the Jiu Xuan collection demon tower. Ling Miaomiao struggled upward and saw more and more glowing light.

Mu Yao shot.

But Mu Sheng seemed to be completely ignorant of the prospect of the eyes, and he sat still, holding her tightly.

Ling Miaomiao had never been so close to him. He was shocked and turned around uncomfortably. He was pressed in his arms and his hair was stuck on his white jaw, unable to move.

His movements were exceptionally strong, like an iron cage, imprisoning her, and she could not help but resist, the more she earned, the tighter he closed, she dared not move for a moment.

Yu Guang glanced at Mu Sheng's hand and went straight to the hair, and he was startled, and he was so anxious that he shouted: "Ah, childhood, I ... I hurt so much ..."

Her arms were imprisoned, and then loosened. She took the opportunity to break free of her bondage, looked up at his face, and felt a sigh of relief.

The corners of the eyes are red and expressionless, the lips are stained with blood, and the deep colors in the eyes are the night sky and the deadly poison. It is a certain kind of beast that has fallen to the end Roaring, killing until endless.

Ling Miaomiao grabbed his arm, and his heart thumped: "Don't pick it!"

"Don't pick ..." A crisp voice.

He sighed slowly in his eyes, and looked down at her with some helplessness: "No, I just ..."

Just loose one ...

"Song Yisong will not work." The girl seemed to have a mind reading technique, blinking a pair of Kyoko eyes, but looked at his face with pity, but tough.

She looked at each other's eyes, and she said, "Even if you have your hair **** so neatly, it won't look good if you loose it."

When it is loose, it will not look good.

Is that true ...

It turned out ... not for the same reason as my sister ...

It turned out not to be afraid of him ...

"Well, that's ... good."

Ling Miaomiao grabbed his hand and slowly lowered it from the top of his head like a child, carefully watching him slowly return to normal eyes and expression.

Ling Miaomiao relaxed suddenly, only to find that the clothes behind were wet with cold sweat.

The original book writes about the blackening of Mu Sheng, just like the performance just now. Almost, almost, the black lotus is blackened in front of her ...

so close……

The golden light of Jiuxuan's demon tower shone brightly on Ling Miaomiao's face, coating her eyebrows and hair with a layer of warm gold.

The illusion demon turned into countless black air, like the swimming fish fighting for food in the pool, and rushed to the Jiu Xuan harvest demon tower above the fissure.

Tension passed, she snuggled weakly in Mu Sheng's arms and closed her eyes in a prostration, waiting for Mu Yao to rescue her.

Mu Sheng's long lashes fluttered, and immediately looked down at her snowy face, stretched her hands to grip her wrist nervously, and pinched her with pain: "No sleep."

"Don't sleep ..." Ling Miao Miaoqiang shook his hand away, his eyes half open, like a sick, sick rabbit, his face impatient, "Reassure ... I can't die. I'm still waiting to see you back Brother Liu. "

"..."

I really want to throw her out.

But he was so cold that he clung to a warm fire, how could he not let go.

He didn't have the strength to reach out, and even allowed himself to put his face down and slowly put it on her smooth and soft hair.

The scent of gardenia wafted out, and her collar, cuffs, and long hair seemed to turn into fresh, rich flowers. His consciousness gradually dissipated in relaxation.

The people in my arms ... so fragrant.