flstandardbreds Chapter 117 Yu Feiling vs Mo Lan (2)
Chapter 117 Yu Feiling vs Mo Lan (2)
Brother, you really think too much. Can this thing hurt you? Yu Feiling felt that this man was a bit paranoid, but since he misunderstood, he didn't say much and looked at him coldly.
Mo Lan was getting a little impatient waiting, and raised his hand to hit Yu Feiling on the leg again: "Are you going to do something?"
Seeing him so unscrupulous, Yu Feiling thought that this place must be soundproof, so she took out the ice flower from her bosom. This flower was condensed with great skill, and each petal was very clear and vivid. Yu Feiling took it in her hand and chanted a spell in a low voice.
Mo Lan couldn't hear the content of the spell, but that didn't stop him from being playful. While Yu Feiling was chanting the spell, he moved behind her and put his folding fan against her neck, saying, "If you chant again, I will kill you. Even if you are lucky enough not to die, you will be a useless person."
"Didn't you tell me to do it right away?" Yu Feiling stamped her feet in anger. "Are you a slut? If you have such a perverted hobby, why don't you become an official and specialize in interrogating prisoners? That would be a great pleasure for you. Why are you cultivating immortality here?"
Mo Lan didn't expect this kind of reaction. Shouldn't she cry and beg him to let her go? Shouldn't she be frightened by her own capriciousness? He attributed all this to his own hand, but it was not enough. He grabbed the folding fan and slashed it.
Yu Feiling only felt her neck getting cold, and then bright red blood dripped down. In an instant, her collar was covered in blood. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect or she was really injured too badly, she felt a little breathless and fell to the ground unconsciously.
Mo Lan flicked his fan nonchalantly, looked at Yu Feiling lying straight on the vine, rolled his eyes and said: "You have low cultivation and talk in a dull way. You are really the most boring person I have ever killed. It's not a pity for you to die."
Yu Feiling was almost speechless. She held the ice flower in her hand and stammered as she finished reciting the spell.
Suddenly, the flower broke into many pieces and flew towards Mo Lan. Although each piece was made of ice, it was thin and sharp, and immediately surrounded Mo Lan. Mo Lan didn't take this childish trick seriously, and waved his folding fan casually, trying to break the petals. However, as soon as he touched it, he found that the ice was as hard as iron, and his spiritual power could not break it up at all, and as long as he moved, it would automatically lock on to him.
How could a small character like Yu Feiling make such a powerful thing? There must be a master behind the scenes helping her. Mo Lan couldn't help but narrow his eyes and looked at her: "I've never heard of the Yu family. Where are you from?"
As he spoke, flower petals flew towards him. He was fed up with it and sent out a stream of spiritual power to directly attack Yu Feiling on the ground.
The petals seemed to be intelligent and quickly moved away from Mo Lan, surrounding Yu Feiling to prevent her from getting hurt. It was really a good trick of attacking Wei to save Zhao.
There were also a few pieces stuck on Yu Feiling's wound, emitting a faint fluorescence, as if they were healing the wound, but when Mo Lan looked closely, he found that they were only using low temperature to temporarily relieve the blood loss.
"I'm just an ordinary disciple... Even if you kill me, you won't get into trouble." Yu Feiling sneered, "You are so cautious, is it because you know that you are not a good person who can be exposed to the public?"
Seeing that this person was harder than a rock, Mo Lan suddenly developed an interest in him. He randomly cast some magic at Yu Feiling, squatted down, stretched out his hand and slapped her face hard, saying, "The man just now was yelling at you to admit defeat. Is he your lover? Someone like you actually has a lover."
"What era are you still using the word 'lover', old thing?" Yu Feiling cursed, "He is your lover, the whole fucking world is your lover, get out, are you dirty or not?"
Mo Lan said innocently: "I didn't think of anything else. You are the one who is dirty, right?"
Yu Feiling was so mad at him: "I said you were dirty because you touched my face! Put your claws down, who are you disgusting here?" He spoke too loudly and it cracked the wound.
Mo Lan loves to play tricks on people, and he doesn't leave anyone alive after playing tricks on them. This actually shows that he is very petty. He immediately grabbed Yu Feiling's neck and said grimly, "Are you challenging me? You are lying on the ground and dying, and you still have the energy to scold me?"
Yu Feiling felt that she couldn't breathe. She tried to scratch Mo Lan's hands with both hands, but it was no use. She only felt that her strength was getting weaker and weaker, and even her eyes were dark. But her eyes were clearly open.
"If you beg for mercy from me, I will let you go. I have already given you a lot of face. You cannot kill people on the competition stage. You will also have the reputation of fighting with me for so long. Don't you think it is not enough?"
What the hell, I can't even make a sound with such a strong force, okay? The thought flashed through Yu Feiling's mind, and then he fell into darkness.
Mo Lan had just pinched Yu Fei Ling, and the ice flower had hit his arm several times. When he saw Yu Fei Ling faint, he saw that his wound was covered in blood and flesh, and there were traces of frost. This kind of magic weapon that can attack and defend is really rare, and he couldn't figure out who made it.
Not knowing if he could regain his master, he cut his arm and let the blood drip onto the ice flowers.
This action did not have any effect, it only made the flower more beautiful, and the blood beads on it quickly solidified. It seems that this thing is not ordinary.
As long as she is killed, this thing will be ownerless, right? Mo Lan picked it up and took a closer look. It seemed that because Yu Feiling fainted, this thing had lost its connection with its owner and would not attack anymore.
Mo Lan tried to destroy one of the petals, but without a sharp weapon, the things he had on him were not enough. However, he still tried to condense a sword with gold magic, but perhaps because the magic weapon itself was immune to magic, it failed to destroy it.
Mo Lan was already feeling bored. He summoned a water spell to splash on Yu Feiling, then kicked her in the stomach a few times, cursing fiercely as he kicked her: "Why don't you get up? You might as well just die. Who arranged this match for me to fight this kind of thing? When I get back, I'll tear off all your heads. Yan Liuli, don't even think about escaping..."
Yu Feiling woke up in a daze, only to feel severe stomach pain. Before she opened her eyes, she was kicked again, causing her to spit out blood.
Mo Lan heard her voice and kicked with even greater force without stopping. Then he rolled over to avoid the petals: "Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be dead. Get up!"
Yu Feiling didn't have the strength to do that. She coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, which sprayed everywhere. The vines instantly turned red. When she saw Mo Lan was about to kick her again, she snorted to show that she was there.