My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Seven hundred and fifty-sixth

Qiao Mu's mood fluctuated a bit, staring at the corpse puppet glowing fiercely, rushing in the direction of Mo Lin, and hitting a paw fiercely.

"Dang." The corpse puppet's claws were like grazing a piece of iron, and they were blocked by the **** armor that Moline generated instantly.

"Oh!" The mutant corpse puppet roared at Mo Lin, as if he had aroused deep anger.

Pale eyes, just staring at him like this.

Mo Lin sneered, and a small cluster of black flames floated out of her fingertips. The jump was not very violent, but it was very dazzling.

The mutant corpse puppet obviously had an IQ. The moment he saw the black fire, it shrank slightly and moved back subconsciously.

Mo Lin hooked his slender fingers at it, and the mutant corpse puppet's eyes rolled around, following the black fire in his hand.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by a ten-inch-long piercing nail on his forehead.

The guy roared and turned his head frantically.

Mo Lin hooked the corner of her mouth, and the black fire in her hand turned into a black sharp arrow in the process of teleporting.

"Swish" fell into the head of the puppet.

"Ohhhhh!!!" The corpse puppet was really unlucky now. It was too painful to speak. In fact, its head was like a firework spread out at this moment, crackling and exploding very happily.

"Shut up." Broken Moon rose in the air, and a sword plunged into the head of the corpse puppet.

The mutant corpse puppet crawled with its claws and wanted to slap the broken moon on it. Unexpectedly, when he moved, he realized that his limbs had been restrained by hundreds of vines.

Prince Mo sneered, who would fight a disgusting guy like you alone?

Of course it’s a quick gang fight!

Sir Qiao Qiao said quickly when he saw it, "You can beat it until it's disabled, don't kill it! Bundle it up and make a small base to study it."

The medicine in the body of this mutant corpse puppet is different from the eighteen sisters before.

Qiaomu thinks that this point can also be studied carefully to find out some rules of corpse puppet mutation.

The three Mo Lin nodded their heads when they heard the words, and ignored the beating.

The mutant corpse puppet was also a bad news. He was hit by black fire in his head, and was struck by the sword of Broken Moon. At this moment, he couldn't find it even in the north.

The three scams, regardless of their status, were beaten violently, and the unlucky corpse puppet was dying.

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable tied the goods firmly with wooden vines, and both of their wings were chopped off. At this moment, the corpse puppet was lying on the ground, looking more than a little bit tragic.

Sure enough, no matter how cruel this thing is, when it encounters three perverts, it is only for being beaten up...

Qiao Mu put it into a talisman with no expression on his face, and then asked uneasyly, "It won't break the talisman and come out?"

"It dares!" Moline snorted, "It has been scrapped to half a breath. Don't worry, Jojo, it can't get up."

Qiao Mu thinks about it too. After the hands of these three people, the corpse puppet is probably not in a half-waste state, it is probably completely discarded.

She put away the talisman very happily, and turned her head to see that Zhong Li Zhiwei's team was fighting fiercely with the flying corpse puppets.

The grandson Bashu no longer pretends to be waste materials. At the moment of life and death, there is no need to bear that little aura.

Seeing two flying corpse puppets approaching him, this Bashu quickly shook out some spiritual power.

But after hearing a few swishes, the spiritual power instantly moved to the flying corpse puppet.