"I'll bury you with my father." Bessimo's eyes turned a demonic green.
The water sword in his hand slashed towards Bei Heinong's body. Unfortunately, the gap was too big, and Bei Heinong easily resolved it.
Bessimo saw how hard he worked and guessed that he was no match for his uncle, Bei Heinong, but he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable. His eyes were filled with anger. He ignored the mockery in Bei Heinong's eyes and continued to shoot out a green light. The sword in his hand also flew towards Bei Heinong.
Mu Lin 'er saw that Bessimo's move was resolved just like that. She looked at the surrounding flowers and thought of something. A strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Elves like flowers. I'll give you some." With a wave of his hand, the colorful flowers and plants on the ground flew towards Bei Heinong, but they fell in an instant not far from Bei Heinong.
However, the few people opposite Bei Heinong were not angry. They looked like they were watching a good show. Bei Heinong looked at the flowers and plants that fell not far in front of him and looked at Mu Lin 'er with contempt. He didn't find anything wrong.
Mo Hun wanted to laugh. This girl … With a wave of his hand, Bessimo returned to the camp.
"Mo Hun, what's with that expression?" Mu Lin 'er was waiting for the ingredients in the flowers and plants to take effect.
It was obviously Mo Hun's doing that Bessimo could return in an instant. As soon as she looked up, she saw Mo Hun trying to hold back his laughter, but he didn't. Instead, his face was twisted with an evil expression.
"Stop acting mysterious. Go … die for this King." The two words "die" were a little strange, and they were forcefully squeezed out.
At this moment, no matter how strong Bei Heinong was, how could he be a match for the 'ingredients' that Mu Lin 'er had prepared in advance?
Just now, Mu Lin 'er didn't really want to use those flowers and plants to attack Bei Heinong. In the Capital of Elves, all flowers and plants were good for elves. They could improve their cultivation and beautify their appearance. Just now, she seemed to be attacking angrily, but she actually wanted to throw the powder in her hand.
With the wind, the powder floated in front of Bei Heinong. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make him … Hehe.
Now was the crucial moment. "Yanlan, you go."
Bei Heinong had originally wanted to use his spiritual energy to attack them, but he didn't expect that his expression would be so colorful, more painful than happy.
He was poisoned by Mu Lin 'er, the Spirit Dispersing Powder.
It was colorless and odorless, a kind of medicinal powder that could disperse spiritual power. Of course, the ordinary Cultivation Dispersal Powder was added with top-grade crystal stones. Thinking of this, it was really painful. She didn't have many top-grade crystal stones, less than ten, but she had spent three for this.
"How is it? Not bad, right? Haha. "It was Bessimo who spoke.
Bai Ai had wanted to make a move, but when she saw the powerful Bei Heenong lying on the ground, she found it hard to believe.
In fact, Mu Lin 'er was also bold enough to give it a try. After all, Bei Heinong's strength was really strong.
Bei Heenon twisted in pain, the illusion on his face had already disappeared. At this moment, his face was no longer that of the Beta King.
Even the clothes on his body had turned black. The transparent black wings on his back trembled weakly.
"Be careful, he's going to blow himself up." Mu Lin 'er looked at the hatred in his eyes and muttered.
Mu Lin 'er hurriedly told everyone to step back. Mo Hun didn't know what he was thinking, but he just stared at the increasingly thick black gas above Bei Heenong's head.
"Bang." A burst of black smoke exploded, and Bei Heenong's body turned into dust.
Seeing this scene, several people breathed a sigh of relief. However, Mu Lin 'er's eyelids twitched, and she looked at Mo Hun with panic in her heart. "That is?"
"Soul Escape." Mo Hun's expression was a little strange.
This conversation was just a quiet telepathic conversation between Mu Lin 'er and Mo Hun.
After Bei Heenong's conspiracy was exposed, Bessimo was pushed to the throne by the elves as a matter of course.
On the eve of leaving the City of Elves, Mu Lin 'er and Mo Hun went to the forbidden area. Mo Hun said, "Do you want to go in?"
"No, it's not the time." Mu Lin 'er knew that if she went in with her current ability, everything would have to start from the beginning, and there might not be a chance to come back.
"Well, let's go."
Without saying anything, they silently walked towards Bessimo's palace.
The two of them knew that at this time, there was another path waiting for them inside, a path that could not be turned back.
At the time of parting, Nophy actually proposed to go with Mu Lin 'er. Unfortunately, Bessimo did not agree. "Hmph, it's not enough to harm me, and now you want to harm my master?" His tone was very cold.
Nophy continued his words. "Lord Hua, I wonder if this reason is enough for me to follow you?" He calmly looked at Mu Lin 'er, who was between Red Tiger and Yan Lan. At this time, Mo Hun had already returned to the space.
"You can cultivate spirit herbs?" Mu Lin 'er looked at the black box that Nophy handed over. Yan Lan took it.
Inside the box, there was a Crane Immortal Grass.
In this strange world, Crane Immortal Grass had the same status as on Earth, very rare and rare. However, the aura of this Crane Immortal Grass was the same as Nophy's aura.
"Yes, I can change the quality of spirit soil." His voice was not loud, but it was very confident.
Mu Lin 'er looked at this peerless man who called her a sinner as soon as he opened his mouth, and even now did not humbly say "I". Apart from the pair of black wings behind him, Mu Lin' er was a little confused.
Why was he so sure that she would take him away? Indeed, there was something that Mu Lin 'er did not have time to do recently. Although the herbs in the space were cultivated with spirit energy and could be regarded as top-grade, there was not a single top-grade one. That was because she could not turn the soil into spirit soil, or even top-grade divine soil.
"Ximo, I will take this person with me. Let's go. "Without looking at Nophy, she said goodbye to Bessimo.
She left as soon as possible, just so that she could come back as soon as possible.
"Master, Ximo will wait for you to come back." He did not pester her to leave with him. He would be a strong support for her master. At this time, the City of Fairies was already in a state of disunity.
Bai Ai stayed in the City of Fairies with Bei Xiaowu to help Bessimo. This was Bessimo's request. He could see that Bai Ai had not done his best, and wanted to protect Bei Xiaowu. So, he naturally stayed with Bei Xiaowu.
Mu Lin 'er had recovered since Bei Heinong was destroyed. Dressed in purple, she left the City of Fairies with Red Tiger, Yan Lan, and Nophy.
When they came out of the entrance, they found that the air outside was indeed not as good as in the City of Fairies.
— — Yan Lan, Barry? Mu Lin 'er remembered that there should be a little follower.
— — I arranged for him to stay in Boss Bai's shop. Yan Lan looked at the path not far away. There seemed to be a few figures there. Three? Four?
"Master, what do you think?"
Of course, Red Tiger knew that his master and Yan Lan were communicating telepathically, but he was observing the man who was holding a blade of grass and trying to follow his master. He saw that the man was silent and had no flaws at all.
Red Tiger raised his head and looked at the opposite side. He saw a familiar figure and aura.
"Locke Fei?" Mu Lin 'er had good eyesight, so she immediately saw the person in the lead. It was Locke Fei.
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