Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 211 The Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor [29]

A few more thorns came over, and Mo Fenghua's body quickly slid on the ground in the shape of a lightning bolt. She slashed over with a knife, and the blade cut them off in the middle...

Luo's thorns on the ground were twisting and growing rapidly, like a gecko with a broken tail, completely unaffected.

But fortunately, Mo Fenghua's blade had scorching fire in the wind. Although the thorns were growing, they were ignited, but the speed of burning was not as fast as their growth.

Seeing this situation, Mo Fenghua said bitterly: "It would be great if I could get a barrel of oil now..."

Pour oil on it, light it on fire, and burn these damn things to death.

But where to get oil now!

Mo Fenghua was sweating profusely as he looked at the thorny bushes with their fangs and claws.

There is no way to go on like this. When will it pass?
From time to time, there are thorns and vines drilled out of the ground. I really don't know how many corpses the Emperor Shengzu had buried in the ground.

It was very difficult for Ming Ke to deal with it. He had already had a cut on his arm, and more thorns and vines smelled blood, so they came to watch the wind, which relieved some of the pressure on Mo Fenghua's side.

Mo Fenghua looked down at her palms. Her palms were red, burning with flames more than ten centimeters high, and even the Tang knife in her hand was covered with flames.

Inexplicably, another crazy idea popped up in her mind.

Mo Fenghua has always been a bold woman, and she usually has crazy ideas in her mind that no one else can think of.

If Dugu Sha is a war madman, then she is an ideological madman.

She didn't know what system she was in, and she didn't know why she was able to perform such a kung fu like a flame palm after eating the fruit of rolling.

However, since she can spread fire on Tang Dao, why not try it, whether it can catch fire from top to bottom, if she wraps herself in the fire from head to toe, then, wouldn't it be a moving torch.

Mo Fenghua is a person who does whatever she thinks of. She simply threw away Tang Dao, circulated the true energy in her body for a big circle, imagined herself as a burning body, and tried to spread the scorching heat of the clouds and hands to her whole body.

Mo Fenghua's savvy corresponds to her courage. It took her 10 minutes to arm herself into a moving torch when all the thorns were attacking Ming Ke.

Lacquer Ming Ke turned around, and saw that every strand of Mo Fenghua's hair was flickering with flames, and the red clothes on her body were almost integrated with the flames, and her charming face became more and more enchanting in the flames.

At that moment, Qi Diao Minke subconsciously felt that she was born from fire, with the power to burn everything...

Mo Fenghua looked down at her body. She was well armed from head to toe. She took a deep breath and walked towards the most densely growing group of blood thorns.

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, saw her walking towards the thorns, and shouted: "Mo Fenghua, what are you going to do? We have other ways, you come back."

She walked into the thorny place by herself. Is this suicide?
Mo Fenghua remained silent, her decision would not be changed just because of his words.

She knew that if she didn't succeed, what she would face would be the most terrifying and painful death in this time...

[This episode is a bit stuck, I wrote it a little slower...it's fine if it gets stuck...]
(End of this chapter)