1189 Di Fuyi's Game 2
But these guards in the underground palace were poisoned, and ordinary running became a problem. Once magma poured in, they couldn't even run away!
Their Lord didn't care about their life or death at all...
Long Fan left them and ran away. The Lord wanted to bring them to bury him. It turned out that their allegiance was a joke at all...
These guards were originally blue because of poisoning, but now they were simply gray!
At such a desperate moment, they also took the initiative. Many people have already scolded them. The words they scolded were nothing more than Mo Zhao's heart and heart. They were simply blind to follow him...
At this time, Mo Zhao can be said to be completely betrayal of his relatives.
If his subordinates had not been poisoned and could not use their power, they would have been attacked by him.
Mo Zhao is worthy of being a demon, and he is still calm under such a gangster. He looked at Di Fuyi coldly: "You are indeed worthy of being an old fox, a good plan arranged by you!"
Di Fuyi sat down on a chair, lazily supporting her head with her hands: "It's easy to say! I have to plan for someone like you. Mo Zhao, what else do you have to say until now?"
Mo Zhao smiled: "I am willing to accept the loss by betting. I have nothing to say, but I don't understand some things very well, so I hope Master Zuo Tian can solve the problem."
Di Fuyi smiled: "Do you want to ask you how my people got in because of the strict inspection? Do you want to ask you to set up cameras everywhere, how my people set up mechanisms in this hall? Do you want to ask how your people got poisoned?"
Mo Zhao: "..." Does this person know how to read minds?!
"Since you know what I want to ask, you should be able to answer?"
Di Fuyi raised his eyebrows: "Why do I tell you?"
Mo Zhao: "..."
One person has arranged countless plans to plot against others. If he succeeds, he should not say it proudly?!
He gritted his teeth: "Don't you want me to be a wise ghost?"
Di Fuyi said leisurely: "I will feel more accomplished when I am a fool." He didn't want to talk nonsense with Mo Zhao anymore, and waved to Mu Lei and the others: "Catch him!"
Mo Zhao raised his head and smiled: "Take me? Do you think they can take me?"
A red light suddenly popped up all over him, and the edges of the red light were covered with five colors—
Oh no! This guy is going to self-destruct again!
"Be careful! He is going to explode!" Gu Xijiu shouted loudly, raised her hand to set up a green barrier around her body, covering all the people on their side.
"Bang!" Mo Zhao was indeed exploded again-
However, this explosion did not explode into bloody rain, but a big hole exploded in his chest...
The corpse fell down, and Mo Zhao's soul condensed into shape again.
He couldn't believe his eyes when he looked at the corpse on the ground! When he looked up at Di Fuyi, his eyes were almost filled with blood: "It's you who made trouble again!"
The power of his body explosion is proportional to the spiritual power contained in the body itself. The higher the spiritual power, the greater the power.
For example, when he exploded when he possessed Rong Che's body, the power of the explosion was the power of the fifth and a half levels of spiritual power. At that time, the entire Golden Palace almost exploded.
Although his body had a problem with a celestial eunuch, his spiritual power was not vague at all. He thought that even if he could not kill all the people in the hall this time, he could at least blow up the hall...
But he didn't expect that he used all his soul power to blow up his chest only -
Chapter completed!