Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 142 Come here, I promise not to shout!

Horse-drawn carriages must not enter the forest.

Throwing the carriage to the guard at the door to help guard, Wang Mo, under the respectful and envious eyes of a group of soldiers, took Ye Lingling's little hand and walked slowly into the forest.

Passing through the iron fence that prevented the soul beast from escaping, the two came to the interior of the forest.

The air is still fresh, with a faint smell of rotting leaves, and even a few roars of animals or birds can be heard from time to time.

hum~
With a slight hum, the Tetanus Blade of the Wuhun was instantly summoned into Wang Mo's hand, and three spirit rings appeared under his feet.

There may be accidents in the forest at any time, so you must be on guard at all times.

"Primary sister, follow me closely." Said softly, Wang Mo walked in the front alone to explore the road.

As for Ye Lingling, she hummed in a low voice and followed closely behind Wang Mo.

Although the cries of spirit beasts in the forest from time to time made her feel a little scared, but when her eyes fell on the reassuring figure in front of her, the fear in her heart was immediately replaced by tranquility.

Because she knew that as long as he was there, she would never let herself get hurt.

The two of them explored the core circle of the Hunting Forest all the way.

Like this kind of forest where soul beasts are kept in captivity, most of the soul beasts in it are only at the century level, and there are also thousand-year soul beasts, but there are not many, and most of them live in the center of the forest.

This is also the reason why Wang Mo dared to bring Ye Lingling to obtain the soul ring alone.

It's just a thousand-year-old soul beast, as long as he doesn't go to death and provoke several at the same time, Wang Mo is absolutely sure, and he will retreat with Ye Lingling whole body.

After walking forward for half an hour, Wang Mo's figure in front stopped.

"what happened?"

Ye Lingling blinked her eyes and asked in a low voice.

Squinting his eyes at a moth the size of a puppy in front of him, Wang Mo said with a smile. "It's okay, a hundred-year-old moth without eyes."

The first and second soul rings on his body are shining.

A moth dodged to the front and quietly hid under the treetop next to it, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time. Wang Mo directly raised his hand and chopped it down.

Swish~!

"Hawk--"

Green blood gushed out, and the moth's big eyes glowed with resentment. It flapped its wings and flew up, scattering a cloud of red dust.

This thing itself has no offensive power, but if the dust is contaminated on the body, the skin will soon produce pustules and blisters.

Inhaled into the body along with breathing, it can even be fatal.

One folded to avoid the opponent's dust attack.

There was no need for Wang Mo to make another shot, the moth that flew into the air wobbled and fell down from the air.

The green blood on the wound on his body gradually turned black.

than poison.

Among the thousands of years of soul beasts, how many soul beasts can compare to the poison of the Man Faced Demon Spider?
Lifting his foot and kicking its twitching body aside, the danger was relieved, and Wang Mo, who had no fluctuations in his heart, turned his head and beckoned Ye Lingling to move forward.

As for the remarks that you can let go of a weak soul beast, ahh, Wang Mo sneered.

You are unlucky to meet the young master, how can there be so many choices in animal life, pay attention in the next life.

Besides, isn't it still twitching? It's not dead at all.

Wang Mo, who had walked forward for more than ten meters, suddenly felt that he was doing something wrong. Instead of letting it linger in such pain, it is better to give it a good time.

So, Wang Mo turned back and walked back, and made up the knife neatly.

"Amitabha, please don't come again in the next life when suffering in the world, my Buddha is merciful, I hope the moth benefactor can reach bliss sooner!"

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Listening to Wang Mo's babbling words, Ye Lingling pursed her lips and gave him a weak look, but didn't speak.

Could it be possible, she meant possible, that the moth was just hiding and resting under that tree?

Of course, she must not dare to say this.

Afraid of affecting unity.

The two moved on.

The Hunting Soul Forest is not like the primordial forest like the Sunset Forest or the Star Dou Great Forest. There are relatively few soul beasts here, even if they are a hundred years old.

So one day down.

Except for the unlucky moth that was crowned in bliss, the two of them only encountered less than a handful of soul beasts, most of which were ten-year-level ones.

Some soul beasts ran away quickly after seeing the two of them from a distance, very spiritual.

And those who didn't open their eyes directly bumped into them.

In this regard, Wang Moquan kindly gave them a chance to reopen.

How do you know that those soul beasts know how to repay their kindness.

Under Wang Mo's powerful physical transcendence, after going to Xitianmian to meet the Buddha, they offered their mortal bodies as thanks.

On the other hand, Wang Mo said with a face of shame that he was ashamed and unwilling to accept it, but the other party was too enthusiastic and insisted on giving it.

What can he do?
It was getting dark.

The spirit beasts in the forest at night were extremely excited. After finding a suitable camping place, the two stopped today's exploration.

Set the pan on fire.

Taking out clear water from the storage soul guide, while rinsing the two cleaned chicks and the fat rabbit, Wang Mo used his thoughts to condense the power of the fire element to start a fire.

Soon, the bonfire was burning.

Ye Lingling sat beside her with her hands wrapped around her knees, and the jumping flames shone on her beautiful face, adding a different sense of beauty.

Tilting his head to look at Wang Mo beside him, there is a hint of satisfaction in his beautiful eyes.

She has always had no special desire to improve her cultivation, because of the curse of Wuhun Jiuxin Begonia, even if she becomes a Titled Douluo, she will still die when she is about to die.

As it is now, the two of them stay together, quietly watching Wang Mo busy because of their dinner, she feels very good.

"What do you think?"

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, Wang Mo couldn't help smiling at her.

Looking up at the stars in the sky that were missed by the sparse canopy, Ye Lingling gave a rare playful smile.

"Don't tell you."

"Jie Jie Jie girl, you haven't figured out the situation yet."

Wang Mo grinned at her sadly. "Now it's just the two of us here, you are a little nanny who fights the five scum, if I want to do something, even if you call your throat broken, no one will come to save you!"

The breasts that had begun to take shape pushed forward, and Ye Lingling looked back at him without any fear. "Come on, I promise not to shout!"

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Putting the back of his hand on her forehead to test her temperature, Wang Mo said speechlessly. "I don't even have a fever, why is it so abnormal?"

Ye Lingling's pretty face was very red, but it couldn't be seen under the light of the fire.

abnormal?
It's very abnormal, but it also has something to do with Wang Mo's respectful and well-behaved attitude.

Whether it is in the hotel in the provincial capital of Fasno, or on the road, Wang Mo can be said to have countless opportunities.

If it were someone else, they might have a baby in ten months.

But Wang Mo has always been very disciplined, and Ye Lingling also roughly knows what he thinks, so when the two of them get along alone, they are undoubtedly more courageous.

Naturally, Wang Mo was happy to hear about this. He had always hoped that Ye Lingling could get out of social terror, and he was also willing to play with her.

(End of this chapter)