Mysterious Domain

The situation has become very clear. Without white gloves, they cannot touch the wishing box. They must snatch the white gloves from Xiang Wansi.

But Xiang Wansi doesn't look like a weak school girl anymore. The alienated power of the whole world is concentrated on her, and it is not easy to get white gloves from her.

Mo Xi took a step back: "I will protect the wishing box, you deal with her."

Xiang Zhuo: "Don't make trouble, do you think I can deal with her appearance alone? Use your SSR-level skills!"

Mo Qi shook his head: "My skills may have the opposite effect."

"I only have one arm left, and I was poisoned, how can I beat it!" Xiang Zhuo's face was full of despair.

Xiang Wansi walked towards the two of them step by step, and stretched out her hand to Mo Xi: "Give me the wishing box."

Of course not, Xiang Zhuo gritted his teeth, rushed forward dragging his body with only one arm, stretched out a thorn into the darkness following Wansi, and slapped Xiang Zhuo fiercely, Xiang Zhuo flew out heavily and hit the ground. Blood was spat on the wall.

His ability is more about control and assistance, not strong, and he can't do one move in front of Xiang Wansi.

There is another way, which is to release Xiaocao, but Xiaocao's lethality is too great when it comes out, and it attacks indiscriminately every time, so Xiang Zhuo can't control it at all with his strength.

Xiang Zhuo fell on the ground and couldn't get up, Xiang Wansi walked towards Mo Qi, and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the wishing box, it's useless for you to keep it, isn't it?"

Seeing this, Mo Xi put on his sunglasses and said to Xiang Zhuo, "Don't let the grass go!"

Xiang Zhuo knew that there was no other way at this moment, so he had to throw out a card, and after throwing it out, he tried to escape in the opposite direction, as far away from Xiaocao as possible.

The card turned into a urn in the air, the mouth of the urn opened, and countless vines flew out.

They entangled Mo Xi for the first time, but carefully avoided the wishing box. They just surrounded the box with rattan, but they didn't dare to touch it, as if they knew how dangerous this thing was.

Mo Xi was strangled tightly by the rattan, and what he was waiting for was the moment when Xiang Zhuo released the grass!

Wearing sunglasses, his intimacy value increased by 20%, and the power of "gazing" has also been significantly improved. He stared firmly at the root of the rattan, thinking about the compliments such as "I didn't expect this grass to become so strong" Gradually, scenes appeared in Mo Xi's eyes. After "staring", Xiaocao "resonated" with him while wanting to kill Mo Xi.

What memory can an ordinary grass have?Its spiritual world is simple and full. From the moment it breaks out of the ground, it just wants to grow towards the sun. It stays in place, trying to absorb the dappled sunlight and a little rain from the gaps in the leaves of the big trees.

It doesn't have much emotion, but it will be happy when it is exposed to sunlight, satisfied when it absorbs water, will fall down when trampled on, and will grow slowly when it receives nutrients.

Until that night, Mo Xi stared at this insignificant grass inadvertently, and all his emotions were concentrated on Mo Xi, likes, dislikes, happy, sad, good, bad, it always moved towards Sunshine grows, and turns to grow towards Mo Qi.

In order to keep getting close to Mo Qi, it develops its root system crazily. The lawn, flower beds, and nearby lawns it is on extend all the way to the lake. The grass couldn't keep up with him.

Finally waiting for Mo Xi by the lake, the grass stretched out its immature leaves to touch Mo Xi's ankle, but unexpectedly the leaves turned into sharp blades and hurt Mo Xi.

The blood was flowing on the young leaves, Xiaocao didn't know what killing intent was, nor did she know what love was.It has only one emotion, and it grows towards Mo Xi, turning him into nutrients, crushing him, and merging into his flesh and blood forever.

Then it absorbed Xiang Zhuo's flower, the flower wanted to kill Xiang Zhuo, Xiaocao didn't like this kind of feeling, it swallowed the flower, and hibernated in the urn waiting for the moment to be released.

Xiaocao has no sense of time, and doesn't know how long it has been in the dark. When it sees a ray of light, it rushes out and sees Mo Qi under the faint light. It spreads its ferocious vines and hugs Mo Qi tightly.

It does not reject "resonating" with Mo Xi, such simple and pure feelings flooded into Mo Xi's mind, and Mo Xi almost couldn't tell whether he was a human or a grass in an instant.

"Good grass," Mo Xi raised his hand to touch the vines that entangled him, "help me."

Five leaves sprouted from the vine, piercing through Mo Qi's five fingers, and the heart-piercing pain came, which made Mo Qi wake up a little.

At the same time, this pain was also conveyed to Xiaocao's spirit through "resonance", and the vine writhed painfully in the studio, hitting Xiang Wansi heavily.

Countless bees flew out behind Xiang Wansi, blocking the vine's attack.The bee flew deftly among the vines, came to Mo Xi, and showed the sharp bee needle at the end of the bee to Mo Xi.

Mo Xi closed his eyes and focused on communicating with Xiaocao. The closer the "resonance" was connected, the more he couldn't tell whether he was a grass or a human.

Even though his eyes were closed, he could still "see" the bees flying, and he could still feel the anger when the vines couldn't attack the bees due to their speed.

With so many bees surrounding Mo Xi, if they stabbed him at the same time, he would probably die like Shi Wenxuan.This idea was also passed on to Xiaocao. Xiaocao wanted Mo Qi to be its nutrient, but did not want Mo Qi to die due to other reasons.

"It can... bloom." Mo Xi said with difficulty.

In an instant, countless dark purple flowers grew on the vines, swallowing the bees in one gulp!

"It's amazing," Xiang Wansi looked at the scene in front of him, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he still insisted and said, "Mo Qi, I never thought that the school would become like this, and I didn't expect that you would turn out to be like this." It has such terrifying power."

Mo Xi didn't answer, he was trying to control Xiaocao through "resonance".

During this period, more leaves penetrated Mo Xi's body, and the pain made Mo Xi wake up, but made Xiaocao painful.

When it was grass, it had never tasted such pain.

On the other hand, Mo Xi, the more painful he was, the more calm he became. Mo Xi finally found a balance between the two thoughts. He tried to lift his finger, and a vine suddenly flew into the air, attacking Xiang Wan fiercely. Si, waved to Wan Si, and an army of mosquitoes flew out from behind, but this time countless sharp leaves grew on the rattan manipulated by Mo Qi, nailing all the mosquitoes to the rattan.

"Close...the door..." Mo Qi said slowly.

A cane snaked past the sweaty Xiang Zhuo, trying to close the gate.

Outside the door is the darkness brought in by Xiang Wansi. There are countless alienated creatures hidden in the darkness, and it is impossible to rely on the power of a single rattan.

But it doesn't matter, the grass is the toughest, and the rattan sticks to the door and keeps taking root. It grows on the door like a creeper, slowly covering the entire door, and pushing the door hard.

Countless hands stretched out in the darkness trying to tear off the rattan, but they were all stabbed by the blades of grass growing on the rattan. Gradually, the door closed bit by bit.

Xiang Wansi became visibly anxious, she couldn't wait to go around Mo Qi and get the wishing box, but Mo Qi was no longer a person.

Numerous parts of his body were pierced by grass leaves, and vines grew out of the grass leaves. Whenever Xiang Wansi dared to take a step closer, the vines on Mo Xi's body would attack her.

Mo Xi didn't even need to open his eyes to sense Xiang Wansi's movements. He stood quietly in front of the wishing box, motionless, only his strong spirit suppressed Xiaocao's spirit.

Xiang Wansi herself does not have too much power, but her power to control the alienation of the world.But obviously this kind of control also has a price and a time limit. As the door is closed, the power surrounding her gradually weakens.

Seeing that the wishing box was right in front of him but he couldn't get it, Xiang Wansi shook his heart and took a step back, his whole body submerged in the darkness.

She was still sane at first, but at this moment she was integrated into the darkness, and when she walked out again, her hands and feet were stiff, but she became extremely powerful.

She pulled hard, actually tore off the extremely tough rattan, and walked towards the wishing box step by step with difficulty.

After being alienated, Xiang Wansi's appearance was no longer soft and beautiful. The veins on her face were bulging, and the skin on her arms was open, revealing blood vessels and muscles. Like those alienated mosquitoes and bees, the muscles proliferated without limit, and the hair grew rapidly. The vines are entangled and refuse to give in to each other.

Mo Qi slowly opened his eyes, his pupils had turned into emerald green vertical pupils, like two blades of grass.

With difficulty, he raised his vine-wrapped hand, pointed to the mirror in the painting room, and said to Wansi: "Look at your current appearance, is it worth it for a wish?"

After all, Xiang Wansi is a girl who loves beauty. She followed Mo Xi's hand, and through the dim light, she saw a face that was neither human nor ghost in the mirror.

"Ah!!!" The sharp cry hurt people's eardrums, and her voice was no longer as sweet as before.

"You killed six people for one wish, and one of them was your good friend, and now it has become like this again. What kind of wish made you willing to pay such a high price?" Mo Qi asked in puzzlement. The eyes are full of puzzlement, not quite like the eyes of a human, but more like the eyes of a non-human who knows nothing about the world.

At this time, Mo Xi was in harmony with Xiaocao both physically and mentally. He didn't know whether he could still maintain his rationality, so he simply abandoned his rationality and humanity, leaving only the belief of defeating Wansi to snatch the glove, except Beyond that, nothing else.

Xiang Wansi touched her face in the mirror, and suddenly shed tears. Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant like gravel: "I just hope that they won't hurt me again. Is there anything wrong with this wish?"

She has been beautiful since she was a child, and she is also good at communication. She has always been a good student, and she is popular no matter where she is, and she also thinks that she is liked by others.But since the incident of being drugged last year, Xiang Wansi knew that she was not as popular as he imagined.

When she was investigating who killed her, she found an anonymous forum in the school, which was full of obscenities, misinterpretation and abuse against her. Countless dirty words pierced into her heart like sharp knives, making her feel sad every night. She can't sleep.

She couldn't believe the people around her. She suspected that everyone who smiled at her one second might turn around and speak ill of her in the next second, and some even tried to be violent to her.

At this time, the wishing box appeared in front of her, she thought, if only she didn't have to face so much malice, then she would be as happy as before, no need to be wary of other people, and no longer need to stay up all night because of some words Difficulty sleeping.

She didn't believe that the box was real at first, but let Wen Miao discover the wishing box tentatively.Unexpectedly, Ke Xiaoxi died in a strange way. While she was afraid, she also felt the pleasure of revenge in her heart. From the moment she made her first wish, Xiang Wansi couldn't turn her head back.

"So many people died for this wish, even Shihua died. Now that I have to get this wishing box, don't you try to stop me!" Xiang Wansi's arm suddenly stretched out, and she smashed the mirror with a punch, leaving countless fragments. It fell to the ground, reflecting her distorted and broken face.

Mo Xi raised his arm, and a vine grew from the crook of his arm, wrapped around Xiang Wansi's waist, climbed up her arm along the waist, and wrapped around her hands.

Xiang Wansi struggled desperately, but heard Mo Qi say quietly: "You can still turn back."

Her body froze, as if she was asking Mo Xi and herself: "How can I turn back now."

Mo Qi blinked his eyes, and his pupils switched between human and emerald vertical pupils. He said: "The reason why you are so persistent is because the sunk cost is too high. You have paid a price far beyond its value for this wish. Get the wishing box, and everything you do will be meaningless."

"Leave it to me, I will make a wish to make everything come true." Mo Xi said.

As his voice fell, the door of the painting room was finally closed by the indomitable vines. The painting room was covered with vines, both for protection and control.

Without the support of the energy outside the door, Xiang Wansi's strength became weaker and weaker, and the alienated monsters hidden behind her were all swallowed by the vines, and dark purple flowers grew everywhere.

Xiang Zhuo stuck to the only remaining corner of the wall and did not dare to move, for fear of breathing heavily and attracting attacks.

The reason why the vines in this room did not attack him was because of Mo Xi's mental suppression. If Mo Xi relaxed a little, everyone here would die.

The vines entangled Xiang Wansi's neck, and she was defeated both mentally and physically. She could no longer resist, and her hands drooped heavily.

With a thought in his mind, Mo Xi controlled the vines to narrow the distance between him and Xiang Wansi, and took off the pair of white gloves with difficulty and slowly.

He raised his feet, but countless roots had already grown on the soles of his feet and pierced into the ground made of reinforced concrete. Every time a root system was torn off, he would suffer from cramping and peeling.

"Xiang Zhuo, take it." Mo Qi said to Xiang Zhuo.

Now Xiang Zhuo had to use the urn to take the grass back, otherwise his hands full of branches would not be able to wear white gloves at all.

"Do you think I can touch the urn?" Xiang Zhuo wanted to cry, he was more than ten meters away from the ashes urn, the house was covered with vines, and he couldn't walk an inch, "And you are living with the grass now, if I Take back Xiaocao, you will definitely die!"

What kind of ability does Mo Xi have? It looks very powerful, but killing eight hundred enemies hurts one thousand!

Xiang Zhuo coughed violently twice, not to mention Mo Xi, he lost one arm in succession, was poisoned by bee venom, and was injured by Xiang Wansi, he was about to die, and his consciousness was gradually blurring.

Mo Xi sighed slightly, he had exhausted all his energy to suppress Xiaocao's tenacious spirit, and this was done on the premise that Xiaocao was hostile to Xiang Wansi, and now Xiang Wansi would be captured without a fight, all he could think about was the Mo Qi, as a nutrient, blends into one.

The wishing box was right behind him, the white gloves were at his fingertips, and the victory of the game was close at hand, but neither of them could move an inch.

"Who's helping me?" Mo Qi said weakly to the air.

At this time, a drawing board moved, and the vines quickly moved away from the drawing board, as if encountering some scourge.

The drawing board stood up automatically, and Mo Qi reluctantly raised his eyes to look, and saw that there was a line draft on it, which was exactly the painting in the exhibition hall.

Yes, this is the painting room, where the students will put their works.Min Shihua painted such a large painting, it is impossible to draw it in one stroke, there must be a rough sketch.

Although it is just a sketch, the composition is the same as the final product. In the sketch, the person reaches out and a hand drawn with black and white pencils grabs a vine.

When the vine was held, Mo Xi also felt as if something was grabbing his arm. He "resonated" with Xiaocao's spirit and felt the grass trembling in fear.

With this feeling of fear, Mo Xi's spirit gained the upper hand, suppressing Xiaocao's strength, and the vines rooted on his arms finally peeled off bit by bit.

The pain is strange, but fortunately my hands are free.

Mo Xi tried to move his fingers. The injury was too severe and he couldn't move too much, but he could still move.

He picked up the white gloves on the vine and put them on slowly.