Huang Zhou walked to a stop fifty meters across from Wang Mo, and talked to Wang Mo lazily with his hands on his waist, unable to open his eyes, "I really admire you, no one dares to talk to Qingpao like this, you are the first one." "Thumbs up brother, "But I advise you to return to the academy directly now. You can be safe and sound. If you are still caring about your friends, you will have no chance of survival."
"Thank you for your help, but one of you is bound to die, are you right?" Wang Mo thanked him in a voice as cold as ice, then turned and walked into the forest. In such a late night, no soul beast dared to approach him.
"You may be brave, but you still don't understand Qingpao. She won't wait until three days later." After Huang Zhou finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, but then smiled maliciously, "Let's see what Qingpao will do this time. ?How did that Wang Mo die?"
"Qingpao must have a place to stay. It's impossible to take Fan Yao and the two away." Wang Mo carefully searched for the charm mark left by Qingpao, but it was really too weak. Generally, you can only rely on guessing by searching. He did not hesitate to expose his own strength, but also wanted to save Fan Yao and the two of them.
Wang Mo relied on clues and feelings all the way down, and finally stopped in front of a giant tree. Looking up at the giant tree that looks like a hill is like seeing death itself. Because the tree was completely dead, its withered branches stretched out in random directions, making the aura of death even more intense.
"Here?" Wang Mo didn't see any place to hide, so he started to walk back around the huge dead tree. When I turned behind the dead tree, I discovered that there was a huge three-story treehouse castle. It is also quite naughty and full of lighted pumpkin lanterns, which move with the scary red color in the night wind.
"Qingpao lives here? It's really a bad idea." After Wang Mo commented, he pulled out his spare sword and walked towards the treehouse castle. He easily pushed open the wooden door that had been slashed with a sword with one hand, and got into the red fortress.
"Hmph, you will kneel down and beg me!" Qingpao suddenly appeared from the top of the huge dead tree. She had made all this trap just to let Wang Mo get in.
"You are still the same, you can't bear any grievance, what a fragile psychological defense!" Huang Zhou also appeared under the giant tree, and said to the green robe above without raising his eyes, "You can deal with this kid head-on, why bother using Such despicable means."
"You are the bastard. I still have a bottom line. His two friends are inside. It all depends on him." After Qingpao finished speaking, he retreated into the shadows. He didn't know whether he left or went to sleep.
"Only you and I can escape from this evil nest. Wang Mo only has forty-five soul powers. Isn't this called cheating?" Huang Zhou said and leaned against the tree trunk, staring at the changes in the tree house. .
"Two boring villains, trying to be smart!" Wang Mo stood inside the gate, glanced at the two people outside, and said very confidently, "You give me a chance to save people, why don't I use it."
Wang Mo has absolute confidence in facing any student, but he has no confidence in facing the decoration in the tree house. He can't appreciate it at all. There are also red jack-o-lanterns hanging inside, the walls are covered with oil paintings of pumpkins and ghosts, and there are bloody handprints everywhere, each one different.
"Here's a cloud-piercing arrow to wake you up!" Wang Mo drew his bow and shot an arrow, with the sound of wind echoing in the corridor. It was like a wake-up call, calling out all the evil hunters hiding in the door and in nooks and crannies.
After Wang Mo saw these evil hunters, he felt like he had entered the battlefield during World War II. They all crouched with a variety of different firearms, from vintage shotguns to automatic weapons. Wang Mo was very lucky that no heavy weapons such as rocket launchers were used, otherwise he would really hate the northwest.
"Thirteen consecutive rounds!" Facing the corridor full of firearms, Wang Mo chose to take action first. A sword light advanced in the corridor, and the sword light jumped around, but Wang Mo could not be seen. By the time Wang Mo revealed his true form, the evil hunter halfway down the corridor was already dead.
"Dong dong..." There was a burst of intensive gunfire, and the bullets came slanting like a heavy rain. It blocked all Wang Mo's hiding spaces, and the largest gap was only ten centimeters.
"We should study a defensive skill..." Wang Mo thought a little depressed. In desperation, he used the 'Thirteen Chains' again, but this time he compressed it in front of him and kept superimposing the sword light. In this way, a blade shield was formed, which really blocked all the bullets. Then the 'Thirteen Chains' exploded and advanced, once again harvesting the lives of the remaining evil hunters.
After clearing out all the evil hunters on the first floor, Wang Mo went to the second floor in no hurry. Instead, he searched the first floor thoroughly to see if there was a basement. What if Fan Yao happens again? What if there is any treasure? Of course the result was not good, nothing was found.
"Bad luck!" Wang Mo walked up the spiral staircase on the second floor and admired the ghost portraits on the wall. He thought it was good to get used to it. An evil hunter is waiting for him on the corridor. He should be the leader guarding the second floor. Dressed like a Western cowboy, he held two revolvers in his hands.
"Hey, you have fifty charms, you're a good boy!" Wang Mo became more playful after seeing it, and he even put away his sword and took out his bow. Prepare to fight by controlling the hunter, and also explore his talent for long-range combat.
"Death..." The evil hunter was about to rush over and have a fit, but Wang Mo stopped him and asked very seriously, "How did a green-robed man come in? Didn't you beat her up?"
"No one can pass..." Before the evil hunter finished speaking, Wang Mo took action directly. It seemed that Qingpao had another way to enter.
Wang Mo had a bow and used a large area to move quickly, constantly pulling at the evil hunters on the second floor, and then shot these evil guys one by one. Without the help of any pets, including the two-gun cowboy, the battle was over in only ten minutes.
"It's quiet on the second floor. Wang Mo's fighting skills are really good, which completely makes up for his lack of soul power!" Huang Zhou praised Wang Mo profusely. He was very enthusiastic about watching and would not leave until the final result.
"Skills can only be played at the same level. I'll see what he can do when he reaches the third level." Qingpao said angrily while hiding in the shadows. She was unhappy when she didn't see Wang Mo being defeated.
"Is this the master room? But the taste has not improved significantly!" Wang Mo stood on the third floor and commented. There is only one suite here. On the periphery is a hall, which should be the luxurious bedroom of the castle owner, and there is no evil hunter here.
Wang Mo laughed out loud when he walked into the hall. The throne in the middle of the hall was also shaped like a pumpkin, which was quite unexpected. No matter how much you like pumpkin, you can’t just use it everywhere. Just when he was about to go to the master room at the back, a waiter in a white dress appeared and blocked Wang Mo's way.
"Master doesn't have time." The waiter put his hands behind his back and looked as polite as a sensible person.
"Hand over Qingpao and my friend, or I will attack you!" Wang Mo did not stop, he put away his bow and arrows and took out his sword again, ready to fight at any time.
"Don't move forward, I said!" The waiter suddenly became angry, holding a Western knife and fork in his hands. His movements were as fast as a flea, swiping around Wang Mo's body. Moreover, this guy's soul power is already over fifty, while Wang Mo's soul power is still at the level of forty-five, so it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with it.
"Since you can only weakly sense my charm, I won't be polite." Wang Mo suddenly remembered his true identity, a standard fantasy hunter. So the long sword immediately turned into a flying sword, attacking with various tricky moves. Finally, he successfully killed the waiter and walked into the master room.
"Holy shit..." It was difficult for Wang Mo not to say bad words, because the entire master room was filled with pumpkins and ghosts. The bed is in the shape of a pumpkin, the bedside table is an evil ghost bending over, the floor is a picture of a hundred ghosts, and the lamp must be a jack-o'-lantern. In such a unique master room, it is not surprising that there is an owner wearing a pumpkin on his head.
"No?" Wang Mo didn't pay attention to Mr. Pumpkin, but he didn't find it surprising that Fan Yao and the others called him. Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly noticed a faint charm coming from the roof, and he discovered a small secret door.
"It's so abominable." Wang Mo immediately understood what was going on. Qingpao must have reached the roof through the top of the tree, threw Fan Yao and the two down and left. She had never been inside this evil nest.
"You're here and you want to leave?" Mr. Pumpkin seemed to be in good spirits and didn't want to let Wang Mo leave like this. He took out a pumpkin-skin-colored battle bow and pointed it at Wang Mo's head.
"Almost battlefield weapons are better than mine!" Wang Mo decided not to leave after seeing the baby, and got rid of this weird Mr. Pumpkin first.
This pumpkin war bow seems to be really different. Every arrow is shot with a lot of resentment. In order to test the power of this bow, Wang Mo deliberately hit an arrow. Immediately, a kid appeared in his mind, causing him to fall into a nightmare for an instant, but the pain from being bitten seemed real.
"What a disgusting feeling!" Wang Mo quickly cleared away all the fantasies in his head, and used his long sword as a flying sword to kill Mr. Pumpkin. Fantasy Hunters can really level up easily, with various attack techniques that are difficult to defend against and full of attack power.
"Did he win?" Huang Zhou immediately stood up straight and shook his head to feel it, "Wang Mo really killed Mr. Pumpkin, who has a soul power of almost 60?"
"Damn it, it's impossible!" Qing Pao seemed unwilling to believe it. She didn't know that the plan had failed until she saw Wang Mo appear from the roof.
"Wang Mo..." Wang Mo had just stood on the rooftop of the castle when he heard Fan Yao's miserable and frightening call. Following the sound, they were tied up in a corner, and the charm of their bodies seemed to be sealed by something.
"Wait for me..." Wang Mo took a few steps and rushed over, but suddenly he quickly backed away. A jade slab hit the ground and exploded into a charred mess. After the smoke dissipated, Qingpao was already standing in front of Fan Yao and the other two.
"You'd better let go of my friend, or you will die miserably!" Wang Mo held the pumpkin bow in his hand and aimed at Qingpao, who was close at hand.
"I told you, you shouldn't come here to the Ice Cracking Bird Place in three days." Qingpao's words were full of anger, but he was also a little worried about Wang Mo. He took out ten jade tablets with both hands and threw them towards Wang Mo. Then he carried Fan Yao and the two of them and jumped directly onto the huge dead tree from the third floor.
"You can't run away..." Wang Mo quickly pulled the pumpkin war bow, and arrows flew out one after another. Not only did he smash the ten jade slabs that came at him, but they also exploded in the air. He also chased after Qingpao, and the moment the opponent landed on a branch. Three arrows accurately hit the opponent's back and legs. The green robe swayed a few times and fell under the tree. Fan Yao also fell with it.
