Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 41 Are you stupid?
With his hands behind his back, Murong Xumu looked around at the snow grass and ice trees that were sparkling brightly under the sunlight.
"If those vulgar fans saw this scene, they would probably faint while shouting how handsome Mr. Murong is. What a pity."
He sighed slightly in his heart, and then his deep blue eyes looked at Wang Chen.
As if to see through him from the inside out.
It was this look that made Wang Chen feel a little uneasy.
The ancestral energy was resisting the biting cold. Although the ice lotus released casually by the opponent was an indiscriminate attack and was not obviously aimed at him.
This method of attack is obviously not the most efficient one, which means that the opponent may be good at crushing but not good at fighting.
At least he doesn't have the awareness of a lion fighting a rabbit with all his might.
Even so, the terrifying ice energy contained in the ice lotus that attacks indiscriminately over a large area is like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
He was just touched by a snowflake, and then the cold ice energy spread all over his body.
At the beginning, Wang Chen didn't know what kind of realm this was, but after killing monsters one after another, he realized the use of true energy.
He knew that this was the powerful control that Zhenli used to manipulate every snowflake.
This is a realm that is simply unattainable for a beginner like me who has just touched the true meaning of controlling a flying sword.
Even if the man in front of him had a flaw, he would not be able to find it in the face of his absolutely powerful strength.
Only with external help.
The ancestral energy was still flowing, silently isolating the frozen position of Wang Chen, making it seem that although his movements were restricted, he could break out of the ice at any time.
For some reason, Wang Chen always felt that this handsome, almost demonic guy was holding back on him. Otherwise, with his perfect control over ice, he would have turned into a lifeless ice sculpture by now.
It was like a monster in the jungle that suddenly suffered an unexpected disaster.
Zhenli slowly communicated with the Qinggang Sword on the ground. He was very careful to establish a slight connection with the Qinggang Sword so that he could launch a surprise attack at any time without being noticed by the opponent in advance because his movements were too obvious.
Facing this powerful opponent, he is not completely without chance.
For example, the straw that contains hope for life.
Yu Guang looked calmly at the tangled tree roots not far away that had been frozen into a crystal root sculpture, and a small bulge underneath had been frozen.
That is where the mandrake root is located.
Fighting requires the right time, place and people, and his chance at this moment lies in knowing the details of the Mandragora Root clearly.
"If this handsome, almost demonic guy in front of me is stupid enough to pull out that mandrake root..."
Based on my understanding of the opportunity manual, if the words "either death or madness" appeared in the handwriting, it must indicate the danger of this insidious half-demon...
"Shit!" Wang Chen was looking for an opportunity to attack, and was even ready to hint at the existence of the Mandrake Root, but he was slightly startled.
In the sight, the slightly bulging ice bag withered silently.
It was as if he realized that the gap between him and the enemy in front of him was too big.
Mandragora root actually ran away...
"Run away..." Wang Chen suddenly felt a sense of the tragic heroism of the King of Chu.
At this time, Murong Xumu's gaze had already looked over here.
Just like Xiang Qingliu has always been confident in his intuition, Wang Chen can also read a lot from the other person's eyes.
However, when his eyes met Murong Xumu's, he found that his eyes seemed to be frozen and unfathomable, and he could not analyze anything valuable.
"As expected, you are really good at playing ice, and you are really deep..."
"Are you trying to extract my Dao Fruit?"
"Is it for revenge for the humiliation Shui Yunyao suffered a billion times, or for that golden figure?"
Wang Chen couldn't help but speculate, but he was not prepared to sit and wait for death anyway.
As Murong Xumu approached step by step, the air seemed to become colder.
The cold made his thinking clearer, but after simulating it countless times, Wang Chen still felt that he had no chance of survival except dying with dignity like a moth flying into a flame.
Dead end.
I used to think that the life of a hunter living on the edge of a knife was dangerous enough, but now I know that the most dangerous thing in the world is humans.
He no longer looked at Murong Xumu, but looked at the silver-clad surroundings, even though the face was so handsome that he was almost enchanting.
"With just a wave of my hand, there is ice and snow everywhere. Cultivation is really a fascinating thing."
Wang Chen suddenly felt reluctant.
"Can't bear to leave this world that follows the law of the jungle?"
He thought his thoughts were a little funny.
A wisp of gray ancestral energy floated in the air like a silk thread, silently awakening the dagger under the ice and frost.
Then what?
"Using the most powerful spell I currently possess, the Ice Soul Sword, and the opponent just happens to be an expert in ice spells, so I just let him die of laughter?"
His thoughts were still jumping and the green light had not yet appeared, but Murong Xumu's cold voice had already sounded.
"Why did Shui Yunyao do that with you?"
"Could it be related to your nickname?"
"My nickname?" Wang Chen was stunned. "Shui Yunyao or me?" The strange question made him feel that his solemn state was broken.
"Is it really okay to ask such gossipy questions in such a lofty tone?"
Then his eyes turned red.
Because he instantly realized that he had beaten Bai Qinglin and slapped Shui Yunyao a dozen times. If the former could shock the entire Qinghu Bay, then the latter might have become famous in the cultivation world.
In this way, there was no doubt that his unclear identity as a member of the Jiangnan Gang would be discovered.
That would be fine, but the nickname was an everlasting pain in my heart. I accepted the situation of being raped because I thought only God and earth would know about it.
Now it has become its own label!
Then will I still be able to see people in the future?
Wang Chen felt heartbroken and wanted to fight to the death.
"Chirp." A strange sound was heard.
The true power surged and then subsided . About five or six steps between him and Murong Xumu, a mound of earth suddenly rose up slowly. An object swayed slightly and slowly poked its head out, and immediately a strong spiritual energy emanated from it.
Wang Chen and Murong Xumu were both stunned. They saw that the thing had red flowers and green leaves and was as crystal clear as jade. Circles of spiritual patterns flowed slowly on it, emitting a magical light.
"stupid!"
Wang Chen cursed in his heart, how could he not recognize this thing? It was the Datura root that was used to trick others into pulling it up. Although it looked very lifelike like the Nine-Pattern Divine Object when he looked at it from close up, it was obviously very simple in intelligence.
"Could this deception be any simpler and more obvious?"
It was obvious that Mandrake Root had been pretending for a long time in the distance but did not get the attention it deserved, and it couldn't help but run up to the two of them and shake its head.
"Do you really think this cold-hearted guy in front of you is an idiot?"
Wang Chen cursed in his heart, but he only saw a trace of relief flashed across Murong Xumu's deep blue eyes, as clear as a calm lake. He raised his white hand, and the Mandrake Root was captured in his hand by his true power.
Wang Chen's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.
"Are you an idiot?!"
The ancestral energy circulated instantly, sealing Wang Chen's ears layer by layer.
Xiaoyao flew over and stretched out her two little hands to cover Wang Chen's ears.
Almost at the moment of leaving the soil, the crystal clear object turned into a pitch-black tuber with a screaming face. On both sides and under the body, there were roots that looked like human limbs.
