Where did the cage come from? !
With just a flick of his eye, the situation completely changed.
Xiaolan immediately pulled out the spirit-locking whip and aimed it at the iron cage, preparing to attack.
"Are you sure?" Feng Mu's voice was cold, "Have you never tasted the feeling of a beast cage? Are you ready to use your spirit? Why, do you want to experience the same thing again?"
Weird and weird.
Although she was complaining in her heart, Xiaolan temporarily replaced the spirit-removing detective she was about to use with the spirit-needle probe that would cause the least damage.
A small ball of blue light, like a bullet, shot quickly towards the edge of the cage.
The moment the blue light touched the iron cage, it seemed to be split into countless tiny light spots, wrapped around the walls of the iron cage. The light spots spread in all directions. It didn't take long for the entire iron cage to emit an ethereal light in the dark night. Bright blue.
I have a bad feeling.
There must be only a few seconds between the premonition and the realization of the premonition, and Xiaolan fully understands the "feeling of an animal cage".
First, there was a slight tingling sensation in the soles of my feet.
But my legs...don't I have no feeling?
Is it okay?
Of course it's impossible.
Soon, an extremely severe pain came up from her waist and quickly surrounded her upper body.
Xiaolan imagined a circle of people holding needles around her and poking her body. This image seemed more terrifying than the pain.
He gritted his teeth, and after a while, the blue color of the cage faded away. As the color faded, the tingling pain all over his body gradually softened.
It seems that this cage will block the flow of moves and return double the moves of the caster.
Xiao Lan raised her hand to draw a blue circle of light, but she didn't dare to act rashly. She only pointed a finger at the light blue ripples in the air.
It seems... that space travel is still available.
There are no side effects.
Xiaolan took a deep breath and stretched out her entire right hand.
The arm disappeared, success?
It seemed like something was poking the back of his head.
Xiaolan's scalp tightened.
The thing moved again, it was not an illusion.
Xiaolan maintained her original posture and turned her head stiffly.
A hand appeared in front of him, the index finger stretched forward, trembling slightly, the fingertips turned white, and the nails were a little long. It was something he was all too familiar with...
Xiaolan sniffed.
This picture.
There are several opportunities in a person's life to see his own arm stabbing him in the back of the head.
forget it.
Quickly retracting her hand, Xiaolan raised her sleeves and the halo disappeared.
Fengmu stood outside the cage and watched all this quietly.
"Are you done?" he asked quietly.
Xiaolan said nothing, clenched the armrests of her wheelchair and stared at him.
With Jasmine on her chest, her wings occasionally fluttered. Knowing that Jasmine was still safe, Xiaolan felt less afraid.
"Then I'm going to start."
Fengmu chuckled, and his body swayed suddenly. Xiaolan couldn't see clearly what he was playing with in his hands, and could only hear the sound of a rattle coming from the distance.
There was something rustling moving in the corner where Fengmu was standing.
"Whoosh! - Whoosh!"
Xiaolan's body reacted faster than her vision. Before her eyes could catch the wooden thorns flying in from outside the cage, her shoulders suddenly tilted. The wooden thorns rubbed against the coat on her chest and were firmly nailed to the edge of the cage behind her.
The half-finger-long wooden thorn stuck straight into the metal cage.
How much strength and speed this requires.
Xiaolan couldn't help but take a breath of air, if she was pierced by this wooden thorn...
Um? It's so fast, maybe it won't hurt.
But whether it hurts or not, there is no need to suffer such a blow. Thinking of the sawdust shattered on the ground, Xiaolan now regrets, very regrets, multiplying a set of other people's weapons on the spot, and the results will all come back to him.
This was just the beginning. The wooden thorns were in the same state as before, piercing into the iron cage one by one. Judging from the movement trajectory, the roots were pointing at Xiaolan's vitals.
Every time he dodges, the wound will be affected, and soon, signs of exhaustion will appear.
The strength and precision of his movements have seriously declined.
"Uh-huh!"
Blood burst out, and a sawdust so small that it was almost invisible scratched from the right side of Xiaolan's neck. She couldn't avoid it, leaving a dark red wound on her right neck.
Xiaolan twitched in pain, and at the same time, another wooden thorn succeeded and passed straight through Xiaolan's left shoulder.
More and more wood thorns are coming.
More and more wooden thorns are bleeding.
Xiaolan's movements slowed down, and he was only able to protect his chest and throat. Other parts of his body were exposed. Blood burst out from the broken clothes. After a while, his body was completely dyed red.
"The heart is on the left side, but you have been trying your best to protect the right side." Feng Mu saw through Xiaolan's hand that had been blocking the right side of her chest, which was in front of Jasmine. "It seems to be protecting something special, go!"
Densely packed wooden thorns covered the face, like a rain curtain, reflected in Xiaolan's eyes.
Same picture...
Xiaolan always can't remember to bring an umbrella.
But every time she saw the pattering of rain in the clouds when she walked out the door, she wasn't worried.
She is not afraid of rain.
Because she knew that in a short while, there would be an umbrella quietly covering her head.
Although I didn’t remember to bring an umbrella, I never saw the rain coming towards me.
The owner of that umbrella...
"What's wrong? Our Xiaolan forgot to bring an umbrella again. Haha, come on, hide in your sister Xiaoyin's umbrella!"
"Hey, Xiaolan didn't bring an umbrella, Maple Sugar, bring the umbrella quickly! You? Just run over quickly!"
"Little girl, you didn't bring an umbrella. Come on, I'll carry you there."
"Today's rain smells bad and may be dirty. Let's fight together."
Never been alone.
"You didn't bring an umbrella, come in, let's go home, your uncle and aunt will definitely nag you..."
This is……
A very distant memory.
It's so far away that it doesn't seem like my own memory.
"Xiao Lin..."
Xiaolan is not afraid of rain.
She was afraid of being powerless and lonely.
Mu Ci gathered together with the same target, which was the right side of Xiao Lan's chest that was tightly protected.
so tired……
A golden light flashed suddenly.
"Snapped!--"
The swords and spears made of wooden thorns hit the golden piece one after another.
It was so bright that Xiaolan couldn't open her eyes.
The piece of golden color expanded rapidly and stood firmly in front of her.
Xiaolan opened her mouth and stared at the golden thread extending from her chest. The end of the golden thread was connected to the enlarged version of Oscar.
Looking closely, the golden thread is actually composed of tiny golden dust. Xiaolan recognized the dust as Jasmine's shavings.
The detection chips were continuously injected into Oscar's body. Oscar put his hands on his hips and grew taller and taller. The moment the wooden thorn touched his body, it was like hitting some kind of strong rubber and being bounced away hard.
"What the hell?" Xiaolan heard Fengmu's curse through Oscar, "Turn!"
Mu Zhu changed his direction and prepared to attack Xiao Lan's back, but Oscar's movement speed was obviously faster than expected, and almost all he could see was the flash of golden light. The strong Oscar once again protected Xiao Lan, who looked stupid.
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