"What the hell is this..."
Yin Jie looked up at the top of his head. In the night sky, this huge panda even blocked the moonlight and was smashing at him at an incredible speed.
The huge pressure made Yin Jie almost breathless. He widened his eyes and blurted out: "I have a..."
Before the word "go" was spoken, Xiaobai had already fallen from the sky like a meteorite.
bang—
The ground trembled, and a large piece of dust, accompanied by blood splashing everywhere, roared!
When the dust dispersed and the blood pooled, the mutant panda slowly raised its huge head. On the blood-stained face, a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to glow faintly.
Furious beasts, violent slaughter, relying on the original strength and body, directly crushed the enemy into pieces!
The mutant panda slowly supported its body, and the viscous blood was dripping down its snow-white hair.
It shook its head violently, and opened its mouth, revealing its fangs that were full of cold light, like a beast that came out of hell: "Bah!"
"Fuck!"
Ling Mo hung in the air, his eyes were already stunned.
When this panda is not restricted by terrain, it is simply the embodiment of violence.
No matter how bad Yin Jie is, he should have some combat experience in close quarters, at least he is much better than ordinary people.
But such an enemy is no different from an ant in front of a mutant panda!
"Are you really a national treasure that only sold cuteness before the mutation?! Could it be that you are rolling around in front of tourists with a bamboo in your arms during the day, but you are actually wearing red underwear and boxing at the trunk at night!"
After being sluggish, Ling Mo suddenly reacted. Suddenly mad: "You idiot! Didn't I ask you to leave me alive! A lot of mental power has been suppressed by you! Don't you have a softer attack method? Don't be so simple and rude. what… "
But then Ling Mo realized. My own request is a little embarrassing.
It has only been manipulated for a few days. So soon, it is expected that it can understand complex instructions, and restrain the wildness to do things according to its own instructions... This is too strong for it.
"Forget it this time... Hey, why didn't you chop the cabbage?" Ling Mo suddenly looked down at the little man below.
Xiaobai's amazing performance not only stunned Ling Mo, but even the cabbage-cutting warrior was stunned.
He carried the big knife and stared blankly at the mutant panda not far away.
"Is it time to wake up? Now that the controller is dead..."
Ling Mo looked down at the little man and thought.
But he soon discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with the little man's mental state.
That other small light group hidden in his spiritual light group. Not only did it not disappear with Yin Jie's death, but it was gradually expanding.
"How is this going?"
Ling Mo immediately became vigilant, and he turned his attention to the pool of blood plasma and meat mud that was stepped on by the mutant panda, and suddenly had a bad premonition.
That Yin Jie is obviously the direct commander of this operation, is there anything he can't do
"Hehehehe..."
Suddenly, there was a strange laugh from the little man's mouth.
The laughter was intermittent, in a weird tone, like a stuck tape.
At the same time, the two groups of spiritual light groups seemed to be fused together. The little man's mental power skyrocketed in an instant!
A stream invisible to the naked eye. However, Ling Mo could clearly "see" the mental energy centered on the little man, sweeping the area like a storm in an instant.
Ling Mo suddenly felt dizzy, and the mental power condensed into tentacles was immediately washed away.
He suddenly fell from the air, but at the moment when he was about to land, a newly condensed mental tentacle had already hung him.
But before his feet touched the ground, a cold light slashed towards him!
"brush!"
Before the cold light arrives, the wind has arrived.
The tingling sensation on the skin and the strong pressure felt mentally made Ling Mo instantly feel a sense of suffocation.
A mental tentacle hooked the street light pole on the side and pulled Ling Mo horizontally, avoiding the opponent's slash.
But the little man's movements didn't stop at all, and when the knife fell in the air, he flipped through that force, and the moment he landed, the blade was slashed across.
This cold light, like a blue wave rippling under the moonlight, is beautiful, but it contains a deadly murderous intent.
At the moment when the cold light swayed in front of him, Ling Mo jumped up and kicked the little man in front of him while passing the blade.
The little man leaned back, and the big knife in his hand had been cut from the horizontal to the top.
Seeing that Ling Mo was about to be cut into two halves, he had already moved forward for a certain distance, his feet were close together, and he stepped on the little man's face with a "bang".
When he pulled up, several mental tentacles had also shot at the little man.
After a few quick dodges, the little man stood there and looked at Ling Mo.
Different from the previous eyes, his "look" at this time is really staring at Ling Mo.
Calm, and looks a little suave, if it weren't for the footprints on the face and the two rows of nosebleeds that were slipping down...
Ling Mo took the time to glance at the mutant panda, who had just been affected by that mental energy and rushed into the green belt by the roadside for some reason.
At this moment, its big head is stuck between two big trees, and its round buttocks are exposed, swaying from side to side...
"Ah... I raised a second-hand..." Ling Mo sighed in his heart.
"Sure enough, you are not an ordinary spiritual power user."
The little man speaks more smoothly now than before, but it still feels like a three-second repeater, as if someone said a sentence in his head first, and he repeated it again: "This mutant beast, and you Is there some kind of spiritual connection between them? Although I am not good at detecting weak spiritual energy, I felt it for a moment. This also explains why my plan failed in the first place. It turned out that we did not understand at all. to the essence of your power.
You, can command this mutant beast, right? However, any ability has certain limitations. I think the number or distance should be the defect of your ability? "
"Although one point is subtly missed, the rest are almost all right..."
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment.
The reason why the little man thinks it is "command" rather than "control" is obviously based on the performance of the mutant panda.
When it comes to "manipulation", it is generally regarded as a puppet mode. All actions of the manipulated are controlled by the manipulator.
Ling Mo was indeed like this at the beginning, but after repeated trials and contact, he was able to only maintain the connection between the two parties, but did not control the corpse puppet's actions.
This is not in line with the behavior pattern of ordinary controllers. Whether it is a mutant beast or a zombie, of course, it is fully controlled to be able to exert its combat effectiveness...
But Lingmo's situation is very special. He manipulates his girlfriends not to treat them as fighting machines, but to be with them.
This point, even if there is a strong divergent thinking, it is difficult to imagine.
Although the little man could see some fur, he still couldn't figure out the essence.
"You keep saying 'I'... It seems that you have completely taken this cabbage warrior's body as your own..."
Ling Mo sneered and said.
"Do not… "
The little man (Yin Jie) shook his head and said, "It's just a fit. From the beginning, I regarded you as a very strong opponent, you can catch the sniper bullet, then a sniper like me, How useful can it be? So, I have to keep an eye on it."
"Combined?"
Ling Mo observed it, and probably had a certain understanding of Yin Jie's ability: If the smaller spiritual light group before is regarded as a parasite, and Yin Jie is regarded as the mother... It is estimated that between the parasite and the mother, there should be There is a certain ability to transform freely.
"It's said to be a fit, but your body has become like that... Aren't you just occupying your companion's body?"
Ling Mo sneered and said.
The little man didn't even look back, still staring at Ling Mo, and said calmly: "In order to complete the task, a little sacrifice is also appropriate. Besides, such a combination is perfect for dealing with a spiritual power user like you. isn't it?"