"Don't touch me... come here again, come here again and I'll..." Miao Miao had already shrunk into the corner, and a secluded green ocean in front of her blocked her way.
When she was dragged to the ground just now, she touched a sharp piece of stone with both hands. Now she was dragging time while cutting on the vine that was tied back to her. The vine had only a few fibers attached to it, and it was already loose.
...Hmph, little monsters, although the spells are learned and sold now, you may not be able to hold the cinnabar spell written by Liu Fuyi.
Finding the right time, Miao Miao quickly took off her hand, touched it in her arms, but felt empty.
The blood flowed back all over her body, and the talisman... where was the talisman paper?
The brain stiffly flashed back to the scene where Mu Sheng taught her to explode. He corrected her posture from behind, and if his hand rubbed her clothes, she was a little strange at the time.
Presumably at that time, he didn't even leave Liu Fuyi's talisman paper for her.
"Ah, let her break away!"
"Catch her!" The
little demon's shout penetrated her eardrums, and Ling Miaomiao burst into flames at the green wave coming in anxiously: "Go to hell. !" The
little demons instinctively flashed back, and the green wave formed a gap.
——A few seconds of awkward silence, no explosion.
Exploding again-another gap, no explosion. She was like a nerd who turned over a flower rope, maintaining a twisted gesture, stalemate in the air.
There was a cold self-deprecation in my heart: silly boy, blowing sparks is the unique skill of the Mu family, how can it be easily passed on to outsiders?
She is a person who knows the two important secrets of Nianshufu and Sister Crush, such a dangerous stranger, from the beginning to the end, she has never believed in her, and never planned to let her live.
The cold water droplets on top of her head fell on her face, one after another.
It's raining?
Will there be rain in such a confined place?
She closed her eyes and raised her face, feeling the cold touch of raindrops on her hair and cheeks.
The smell of soil is mixed with the smell of blood, which is the dark and humid smell that can't be washed away in this cave.
"She lied to us! She doesn't know how to use magic!" A group of little demon rushed over, but the headed one was angry, and first stretched out his arm to hit her.
The bamboo demon hits people with their split and hollow hands, like an allegro, falling on her one after another, not only the voice is clear, but the wounds they make are also particularly obvious.
"Hit her!" With this one, thousands of little bamboo monsters rushed to beat her.
Ling Miaomiao thought in the raindrops: If the system really goes offline, should she choose to blew herself up and die with this group of allegro guys?
It hurts too much, right? !
"Okay!" came a nasal voice, and the bamboo demon I saw before uttered, "A bunch of idiots, get out of me." The little
demon "creaked" surging from side to side, letting out one. On the way.
Ling Miaomiao was lying on the ground, her dress already torn apart, except for her face, there were red stamps everywhere on her body. She shrank again in the corner and looked up at the bamboo monster.
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THE GUIDE TO CAPTURING A BLACK LOTUS
FantasyLing Miaomiao transmigrated into a novel. She became the cannon fodder girl No.3 and she still has to finish those extremely cliché missions?! It's already enough that she has to spoil the relationship between the original male and female lead, but...
