Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

It is just a money-making system and has no military value at all.

Oh, that’s not the case. For ordinary people, it’s too powerful.

But it was still a little short of the Light of Righteousness, not to mention that the Light of Righteousness also launched a sneak attack on it.

Nowadays, the fact that it can still find a host has already consumed most of its energy.

"Can he find you?"

Mo Ling looked at Feifei strangely.

If the Light of Righteousness is so powerful, it would have been discovered long ago. Why wait until now?

【Host, this is what I want to say.】

Feifei was injured so badly that the system data started to become garbled.

But in order to inform the host, it sacrificed most of its energy to rush here.

[Host, be careful... Zizizizi... The righteous path... Zizizizi... The light... has a backup plan... Zizizizi... His helpers... Zizizizi... are like birdmen, with wings... Very powerful... Zizizizi... Host... I can't do it... Zizizizizi... Stuck...]

Feifei is offline.

Looking at Feifei, who was originally floating in the air, falling to the ground, Mo Ling was speechless for a moment.

Although, she didn't know whether the system was dead or alive, her little bit of conscience made her pick it up and put it in her pocket.

Mo Ling quickly pulled Wen Qiye to his side and protected him.

She quickly formed seals with her hands, and a black barrier enveloped Wen Qiye.

"You can't protect him."

A hint of contempt flashed in Wang Qingchuan's eyes.

Once upon a time, Mo Ling, who had always been a loner, had some ties.

It’s good to have a connection.

Having ties means having weaknesses. If she has weaknesses, can she still be carefree?

"Whether I can protect him or not is my business."

Mo Ling leaned closer to Wen Qiye and whispered:

"When I tell you to run, you run and don't look back."

"Lingbao."

Wen Qiye looked at Mo Ling worriedly.

At this moment, as an ordinary person, he only felt powerless.

He couldn't help Mo Ling at all with such things.

"Don't worry, I won't die."

Mo Ling comforted Wen Qiye.

She seemed to have thought of something and took the ignorant Feifei out of her pocket.

After being seriously injured, Feifei seemed to have lost the protection of energy, and it could actually appear in front of people.

"This is a token of love I left for you...um...with it, I can find you no matter where you are."

"Don't worry, I will find you. After all, you are my favorite boyfriend."

Mo Ling touched Wen Qiye's face, and her words and expression were full of tenderness.

Wen Qiye looked at the...bird that Mo Ling handed over?

Let's just say it's a bird. After all, no one knows what this bird has been through. Not only are its feathers burnt and curled, but one of its wings has even been burned black.

It looks like it couldn't be more miserable.

"it is good."

Wen Qiye also knew that not only could he not help Mo Ling here, but he might also become a burden to her, so he had no choice but to nod and agree.

He carefully took Feifei and put it in his pocket.

To prevent it from falling out, he even thoughtfully zipped it up.

As the two were talking, Wang Qingchuan and Tiandao began to get impatient.

They didn't come to see Mo Ling and Wen Qiye show their affection.

As the formation took shape, the pressure between heaven and earth became more and more terrifying, as if it was going to destroy everything.

"To die."

Wang Qingchuan snorted coldly and attacked Mo Ling without mercy.

"Walk."

Mo Ling pushed Wen Qiye and asked him to leave.

Wen Qiye hesitated for a moment, but finally got up and left.

The next battle is a process that ordinary people cannot participate in.

Qin Tianming was standing next to Wang Qingchuan.

It was the first time he had seen a battle that was not of the human kind.

At this moment, his mind went blank and he couldn't believe what he saw.

"this....."

"What? Are you scared?"

During the battle, Mo Ling returned to his original form.

Her true form is a ball of fog, and she looks like a black slime.

Although she is not a slime, she has the characteristics of a slime.

Everything can be swallowed.

Inclusivity is powerful.

The Light of Righteousness is very envious of this.

Qin Tianming's body trembled slightly.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.

Although he had come into contact with many strange things during this period, he was still shocked.

Qin Tianming unconsciously moved a little closer to Wang Qingchuan.

Wang Qingchuan glanced at him with disdain.

Mortals are just mortals, and that's all the courage they have.

However, thinking that he would need Qin Tianming later, he let him get closer.

Tiandao and Mo Ling fought fiercely.

Wang Qingchuan was not idle either.

He maintained the formation while disturbing Mo Ling.

What he meant by interruption was not verbal interference.

Instead, he directly activated a small jar in his hand.

This jar contains the blood of the Qin family.

"Is this the killer move you mentioned?"

Qin Tianming has lost a lot of blood during this period.

His already weak body turned even paler due to the bloodletting.

But he did not die because Wang Qingchuan input some energy into him.

"Yes."

"But what good is that?"

Qin Tianming moved closer to Wang Qingchuan like a curious baby.

"Of course it works."

"You have to understand that she is occupying your daughter's body."

"As long as it's your daughter's body, the blood flowing in it is a shackle that restricts her."

"As long as I activate the blood in this small jar, it will resonate with the blood in her body. Then, I will be able to control her."

Wang Qingchuan couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth.

He was muttering something softly, but because the voice was too soft and the speed was too fast, Qin Tianming could not hear it clearly.

However, he saw that the blood in the small jar in Wang Qingchuan's hand was constantly boiling, just like boiling water, with bubbles constantly coming out of it.

But as time went by, Wang Qingchuan's face became more and more ugly.

"How could it not work?"

Wang Qingchuan looked at Mo Ling, who was not affected, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He thought he could stop Mo Ling, but now he found out...

"Could it be..."

Wang Qingchuan seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but throw away the small jar in his hand.

"Damn it, she actually..."

"What's wrong? It's not working?"

Qin Tianming looked at the furious Wang Qingchuan and approached him cautiously again.

"Humph."

Wang Qingchuan snorted coldly and sneered;

“I didn’t expect that she would remove the blood belonging to the Qin family without my knowledge.”

"Culled out? Then...what about the blood that was culled out?"

Qin Tianming asked again, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the urgency in his voice.

"How would I know? But I think she lost it."

Wang Qingchuan scratched his hair in annoyance, his eyes fixed on the two people who were still fighting.