Hua Yingfeng's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes glared at Mo Junlan, and he said angrily, "What have you done to my body?"
His body was numb for a while.
Mo Junlan's brows and eyes were slightly curved, and the smile on his face was extremely beautiful, but what he said made people shudder.
Hua Yingfeng's complexion suddenly changed.
"You've touched my body before, and it's normal to be poisoned." Mo Junlan smiled indifferently, but his eyes were as cold as frost.
In fact, it is not his body that is poisonous, but his clothes.
Because his clothes are made of a kind of poisonous silk, under normal circumstances, they are basically invulnerable to swords and guns, as well as water and fire.
Since Lingxiao is a spirit body, any toxins in the world have no effect or effect on him.
When wandering on the street before, Hua Yingfeng always approached Mo Junlan from time to time, obviously wanting to take advantage of the opportunity.
At that time, Mo Junlan pretended not to know anything, and let Hua Yingfeng get close to his body, after all, there was a price to be paid.
This time, the flower shadow wind, which has always been unfavorable, can be regarded as a capsize in the gutter.
Hua Yingfeng's body was poisoned, and the current action is completely inconvenient, so Mo Junlan killed Hua Yingfeng without any means.
Mo Junlan looked at the corpse that had been lying on the ground again, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help evoking a smile, then reached out and grabbed it, and took off the space storage device on Hua Yingfeng's body.
This time the action turned out to be unexpectedly smooth, and the means he had prepared were almost useless.
Speaking of which, it was also because Mo Junlan's defensive measures were too good. After all, under normal circumstances, no one would have thought that the clothes on his body were actually poisonous.
This can be regarded as a surprise to the other party, otherwise things would not have been so smooth.
Looking at Hua Yingfeng who had died, Ling Xiao felt quite happy.
Anyway, in his opinion, no matter who it is, as long as it is someone who has bad intentions towards Mo Junlan, they should all be damned.
Mo Junlan looked at Hua Yingfeng's face, squinted his eyes, then snorted coldly, and said, "It's even possible to have a disguise."
In fact, Hua Yingfeng has done so many bad things but has never been caught, which has a lot to do with his superb Disguise Technique.
Mo Junlan suddenly squatted down and looked at Hua Yingfeng's face with his eyes.
"Brother Junlan, why are you staring at him?" Lingxiao's voice resounded in Mo Junlan's mind again.
"I'm looking at his human skin mask." Mo Junlan raised his hand and touched his chin, and said, "This human skin mask is made just like the real thing. Could it be really made of human skin?"
As Mo Junlan spoke, he tore off the human skin mask on Hua Yingfeng's face, then put it in his hand and touched it, and then suddenly threw it out, with an expression of disgust and disgust, "It turned out to be true. Human skin."
"Brother Jun Lan, do you want to wash your hands?" Ling Xiao asked.
"Yes!" Mo Junlan quickly stood up, then found water in the yard to wash his hands, and couldn't help complaining, "It's really disgusting."
Ling Xiao, "..."
After Mo Junlan washed his hands, he went back to the room, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and suddenly frowned, "I seem to have seen this face before."
"Brother Jun Lan, when have you seen this person?" Ling Xiao couldn't help asking.
"When entering the city." Mo Junlan replied.
"When I entered the city?" Ling Xiao couldn't help but startled, and then said, "Why didn't I see it?"
He entered the city with Mo Junlan, but in his memory, there was no such person at all.
Could it be that he didn't see this flower picker because of a problem with his eyes
"The wanted portrait on the city wall." Mo Junlan explained.
When Ling Xiao heard the words, he immediately understood that there was no problem with his eyes.
When he entered the city, he only glanced at the surrounding environment, but did not pay attention to the wanted portraits posted on the city wall.
Mo Junlan glanced at the space storage container taken from Hua Yingfeng with his divine sense, and then raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and said, "There are quite a few talismans in it, it seems that this guy may really be a talisman. But it's a pity, this guy has a hole in his head, and he went to be a flower thief."
"Brother Jun Lan, how many spirit stones are there?" Ling Xiao couldn't help asking.
"No more, no less, exactly 1.5 million." Mo Junlan said with a smile.
Ling Xiao disliked the tunnel a little, "There are only so many spirit stones."
"So, he has failed too much as a thief," Mo Junlan said.
Ling Xiao agreed with Mo Junlan's words very much.