Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 210 The Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor [28]

It was only then that Mo Fenghua could see clearly that they had misread the whole thing, the one on the pattern was not a boa constrictor at all.

It was a thorn twisted into the shape of a python——the bloody thorn...

The blood thorn is a very evil and dark plant. Its seeds are like stones. It will not take root and germinate for 1 years before it is buried in ordinary soil. There is only one way to make it germinate and grow.

That is to let living people eat his seeds into their stomachs, use human blood and flesh as nourishment, use the temperature of the human body to warm it, and melt the hard shell outside it, and then he will be in the human body The dregs in the body begin to germinate, and finally take root in the stomach. Its sprouts will emerge from the human stomach, and the bodies of the sojourners begin to grow crazily.

Therefore, its vines are red as if dripping blood, and its breath carries the smell of a rotting corpse.

Because no single thorn represents a person's life, and they are all the most evil plants that grow on people in exchange for the lives of living people.

So many thorn bushes drilled out from under the stone slabs, it can be seen how many corpses were buried and sealed up.
Emperor Shengzu actually chose to use this kind of plant as the last layer of protection in front of his mausoleum, his heart was really vicious.

When Mo Fenghua saw the twirling thorns around him, he couldn't help being drenched in cold sweat. This kind of plant was too terrifying. She would rather face a python than this kind of weird plant.

The blood thorns are attached to the human body and are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

Once entangled by its vines, it will quickly drill into your body to suck your blood, even if it is cut off, the broken branches entangled in your body will not fall off, and will take root in your body as always ...

To deal with this evil plant, cutting it off is not the best way at all, but it will increase its number and make you more dangerous to yourself.

Mo Fenghua simply closed her eyes, raised her true energy to ignite the flames with both hands, and lit the Tang Dao together. She waved the Tang Dao like a torch in a haphazard way, and waved out fire dragons, hoping that all the blood thorns would be burned to death.

She now regrets letting the roll out just now, she should wait until now to let it out.

But regretting is useless, Gun Gun can't stay outside for too long now, and it took a lot of strength to spit fire, so it can only stay in the space now.

Tearing the doctor, a thorn branch that sneaked over tore tore Mo Fenghua's clothes. Fortunately, she dodged quickly, otherwise her legs would be entangled now.

Mo Fenghua was already sweating profusely, and she said to Ming Ke, who was also struggling to deal with it: "I really want to escape now... I want to make nourishment for these broken thorns."

The black smoke emanating from Mingo's palm was like poisonous gas, and the smoked thorny vines wilted after a while, gradually becoming sluggish, and finally fell to the ground motionless as if drained of water.

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, took the time to reply: "No... no... you have to believe in us, so many dangers have passed... the last hurdle, no matter what... you can't give up..."

In fact, what he wants to say is that we are allies, and you cannot abandon your allies at critical moments.

Otherwise, I will despise you, I really will...

A few more thorns came over, and Mo Fenghua's body quickly slid on the ground in the shape of a lightning bolt. She slashed over with a knife, and the blade cut them off in the middle...

(End of this chapter)