God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

The kung fu of these dead men is not weak, but Ningmeng, Shangsu, and Mo Qing are not soft dumplings that can be cut at will.

Ningmeng cultivates diligently these days. Although she can't kill all these people in minutes, she can still do it if she doesn't want to be caught by them and beat them by the way.

At the beginning, Shangsu’s martial arts emperor invited countless famous teachers to teach him. Shangsu’s bones are peculiar and he is a good martial artist. Coupled with his hard work, if his strength is not strong, he has encountered countless assassinations over the years. It was enough to make him die countless times.

And as Mo Qing was the leader of many dark guards under Shangsu, he was able to stand out from so many dark guards, so martial arts naturally went without saying.

Among the three, the one who caused the dead man the most headache should be Ningmeng.

She was short in stature, but she was agile and agile. She ran when she hit, and the dead men couldn't keep up with her speed.

Moreover, Ningmeng's strength is still great. If you hit it with a stick, one move can kill you.

She was carrying such a heavy stick in her hand, but she didn't show the slightest fatigue, on the contrary, the more she tapped, the more vigorous she was. The whole person was radiant and her eyes were shining.

Originally, the dead men besieging Ningmeng were the least, only five or six.

But I don't know why, there are more and more dead men surrounding Ningmeng attacking her.

At the end, Ningmeng was the one who killed the most.

Around her, corpses of dead soldiers lay on the ground.

Dozens of dead men became five or six unknowingly.

Ningmeng originally thought that she would win after killing these five or six dead men, but she didn't expect that the figure of the Shangju next to her suddenly swayed.

"Host!" Ningmeng opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but yell.

As soon as this title came out, Ningmeng suddenly realized that he called the wrong name.

But the words have been said, there is no possibility of changing his words.

But fortunately, those dead men wouldn't care what she called, and Mo Qing also noticed something wrong with Shangsu, and quickly stepped forward, supporting Shangsu's fallen body.

Mo Qing put all his thoughts on Shangsu, and did not hear Ningmeng's weird name just now.

Only Shang Su heard it clearly, his expression was a little weak, and his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fortunately, Mo Qing is here, otherwise Ningmeng can support the business alone, which will definitely make everyone feel strange.

Ningmeng turned his head to look at the six dead men, with a small face with coldness, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.

When she shot again, she was a little bit playful and excited just now.

This time, even Mo Qing and Shangsu behind her felt the coldness of the little girl.

Ningmeng acted decisively, playing with the stick in his hand, and this time, Ningmeng injected a trace of demon power into the stick.

When she hits the dead soldier with a stick, or passes by the dead soldier, no matter whether she hits or not, that trace of demon power will penetrate into the dead soldier's body.

Even if it didn't hit this time, Ningmeng would use that demon power to control the bodies of these dead men, so that they would stop venting for a few seconds when they hit them.

Although it only took a few seconds, it was enough for Ning Meng to fly them away.

When Ningmeng dealt with the dead man, Mo Qing put his hand on his mouth and blew a whistle, and there was a sound of horseshoes from the corner of the street.

The two horses ran towards Mo Qing happily dragging the carriage.

This is the carriage that Ningmeng and Shangsu were sitting in just now.

The horses in this trailer are domesticated and are not afraid of these fighting scenes.

Moreover, when Mo Qing and the others were fighting, the horse would slip aside and hide by himself, and ran out after Mo Qing summoned.

After the carriage came, Mo Qing helped Shangsu into the carriage.

Originally, those dead men wanted to stop them, but the six dead men were shot by Ning Meng three in the blink of an eye.

There were only three dead men left, and they were still suppressed by Ning Meng and couldn't get out of them.

At this time, Mo Qing got out of the carriage and sat in the driving position, holding the rein in his hand and flicking it, the carriage drove past Ning Meng's back.

Mo Qing stretched out his hand and said to Ningmeng: "Come up quickly."

Ningmeng waved the long stick in her hand, forcing the dead men to step back a few steps, then turned around to catch Mo Qing's hand, and easily jumped into the carriage.

Mo Qing drove the carriage, and Ningmeng got into the carriage.

Shangjuan was sitting in the carriage, looking pale.

"Are you okay?" Ningmeng leaned in worryingly.

"It's okay. Mengmeng was very good just now." Shangsu smiled lightly, curling his lips to look at Ningmeng.

In fact, he just pretended it on purpose.

On the night of the full moon today, even though he was a little uncomfortable, he had not yet reached the time for the poison to develop.

But this is the case, Shangsu's face is also very pale at the moment.

He said it was okay, Ningmeng was a little disbelief.

Ningmeng glanced intently at Shangsu's pale face, then passed over, grabbed Shangsu's wrist, and got his pulse.

Because she was worried about Shangsu's physical condition, Ningmeng's action was a bit eager, and with a rare toughness.

When she was checking Shangsu's pulse, Shangsu looked down at her, and the little girl was reflected in her light purple eyes.

Tonight, Shangsu discovered that there were so many secrets in the little girl.

Mo Qing might not know, but Shangsu knew very well that there would never be long sticks on the carriage.

The long stick that Ningmeng just now is twice as tall as her body, and it is absolutely impossible to blind everyone's vision to carry it around.

Moreover, when Shangsu just looked through the car window and saw the little girl being pulled into the carriage by Mo Qing, the long stick in the other hand suddenly disappeared.

It was not thrown on the ground, but it disappeared out of thin air.

When this long stick appeared, it also appeared out of thin air.

After these days of getting along, Shangsu no longer doubts the little girl's sincerity towards him.

But it wasn't until he heard another name from the little girl's mouth that Shang Su suddenly realized that the little girl suddenly appeared next to him and treated him resolutely, actually treating him as a substitute for another person.

Host?

Is this someone she knew before?

The reason why she was so good to him was that she actually admitted the wrong person?

Otherwise, how to explain her sudden appearance by his side and the sudden enthusiasm for him?

Shangsu's expression was gloomy, and a coldness flashed across his eyes.

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When Ningmeng was checking Shangsu's pulse, she found that Shangsu's pulse was extremely weird. Even in those worlds before, Ningmeng had never seen such a weird pulse.

She frowned and kept reminiscing about the medical content she had seen at the time. As a result, when she was about to get a clue, the sound of 001 suddenly popped out of her mind, dispelling all her thoughts.