Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Except for the leader who turned back, all of them stared at the wonders in front of them and did not move.

The leader looked anxiously at this scene, how stupid he was! !

Just as he was about to turn his head, suddenly a light yellow bug flew in front of him.

one,

two,

three,

...

It gradually formed a confusing pattern in front of his eyes, and gradually began to rotate. At the same time, an unknown aroma began to diffuse, making people want to indulge in it and not want to wake up.

The leader forcibly shook his head, trying to wake up, but of course it was in vain.

Not long after, all the people who came to search fell to the ground one by one, passed out and unconscious, but they all had a strange and uniform smile on their faces, as if they remembered something worthy of happiness.

Qiang Mo looked at the dozen or so people who had collapsed under the tree, his eyes were indifferent before, he jumped down with one hand on the tree trunk, and stood handsomely and neatly on the ground.

Stepping forward, Qiang Mo seemed to be changing a spell. He stretched out his hand and sprinkled a pile of powder, as if a cloud of smoke was lingering.

Those little bugs seemed to be afraid of these powders, and immediately avoided them at the moment of contact.

Qiang Mo's slender fingers lifted the wooden bottle cap, which exuded an exotic scent like incense.

The bright little bugs rushed towards the mouth of the bottle, as if they were scrambling to get in earlier.

After a while, they all returned to the bottle one by one.

Qiang Mo casually covered the cork and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Turning to look at the dozen or so strong men on the ground, Qiang Mo's eyes once again showed disgust, really, what's the use of being so strong, wasting her strength to lift people.

Walking into the room slowly, he took a pair of white rubber gloves leisurely and put them on his hands.

After doing this, Qiang Mo walked out of the house again.

Looking at the dozens of dead people in front of him with cold eyes, he crouched down reluctantly, and tried his breath one by one.

After a long time, Qiang Mo's face turned dark, this sleep was really sweet...

He got up and picked up a big man with one hand and dragged the two to the cliff not far away.

stop, fling,

The two flew down decisively.

He turned around without any nostalgia, turned back, and continued to repeat the action just now.

After finally throwing all the dozen people off the cliff, Qiang Mo took off his gloves in disgust and threw them into the cliff.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the vaguely pitiful figures in the cliff and river, Qiang Mo snorted, he should not die.

Want her to move these giant objects down the mountain one by one...?

nonexistent.

It's more convenient to throw it into the river, and let the gang of disabled mice suffer a little.

A dark light flashed in his eyes. According to Xiaoyesu, those who are dazed by the fragrance and light emitted by the worms will have a brief fragmentation of their memory within at least half an hour and cannot recall them.

Counting the time with her fingers, it should be enough for these obstacles to forget the terrain here.

Turning to leave, Qiang Mo's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around again and threw a wave of powder backwards, and spread it around the house... After hesitating, he threw the whole bottle of Yingworms behind him, and let it fly around looking for a place with powder to inhabit.

Then, as if he felt that it was not enough, he walked into the house again, took out a bottle of jade and porcelain, and stared at it regretfully for a while.

Afterwards, he was still ruthless, opened the bottle cap and dripped on the flowers and plants around the house.