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"Grind it for me."
Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand to fold the paper and said without raising her head.
Mo Ling didn't know why, but he still took the inkstone and grinding rod, poured some water on the Yantai, and rubbed the ink in circles.
Qiao Yanran dipped some ink on the pen. She raised her head and looked at Mo Ling carefully. After thinking about it carefully, she started writing.
With just a few strokes, Mo Ling's general facial features appeared on the paper.
"Is it similar?"
When Mo Ling heard her words, he glanced at the yellow form and nodded.
Qiao Yanran raised the yellow paper with both hands, dried the ink on it, and then used the remaining yellow paper to make clothes.
But in the blink of an eye, a little paper man was ready.
Qiao Yanran reached out and took Mo Ling's hand, took out a slender hairpin from her head, and pierced it directly on Mo Ling's index finger.
Mo Ling was in pain and subconsciously wanted to take his hand back, but the other party's grip was tight and he didn't pull it back.
"do not move."
Qiao Yanran grabbed his wrist, pinched his slender index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dropped it on the yellow paper.
The little Renren who was lying flat on the table climbed up from the table and grinned at Mo Ling.
Mo Ling was shocked when he saw the strange scene, and subconsciously took two steps back, behind Qiao Yanran.
When he came back to his senses, he felt that what he had just done was a bit embarrassing. His face felt hot, and he just stood back up, holding his neck.
This little thing¡¯s smile was so wicked that it made him feel cold all over and his scalp felt like it was exploding.
??Especially in his face.
Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand and pressed his shoulder, "The prison robbery I just mentioned is not for you to rob the prison, but for this little paper man to rob him."
"Is this little paper man very powerful?"
Mo Ling pointed.
He had never heard of such a thing, and this was the first time he knew about it.
The little paper man was very fierce. Looking at Mo Ling pointing at him, he opened his mouth and showed a row of sharp teeth, and jumped up to bite him.
When Mo Ling saw this scene, he quickly pulled his hand back.
Qiao Yanran smiled, reached out and touched the head of the little paper man, and said softly: "Be good, little Mo, don't bite him."
The little paper man raised his little face, rubbed Qiao Yanran's soft fingertips, and wrapped his little hands around her fingers, cute and obedient.
Seeing the appearance of this little paper man, Qiao Yanran was a little reluctant to sacrifice it.
The strength of this little paper man is only at the late second level. Although it looks fierce, it is actually a paper tiger. Its existence is to sacrifice itself and lure those people away.
Give them opportunities to save people.
?????????????????? This little paper man is a kind of forbidden art, and its lifespan is very limited. It only lasts seven days, and it will die by then.
When Mo Ling saw this scene, he felt strange in his heart.
Still a little uncomfortable.
But he couldn¡¯t tell why.
The night wind is slightly cool.
This is the outskirts of the city. The surrounding area is very desolate and there are very few buildings. The prison is right in front.
Qiao Yanran took Mo Ling to the street. She found a secret place and released the little paper man. The little paper man, which was only about a finger long, suddenly grew bigger.
In the end, he became about the same size as Mo Ling.
Qiao Yanran glanced at the little paper man and said softly: "Go quickly, everything will go according to plan."
The little paper man nodded and strode towards the prison in the distance.
"Follow up."
Qiao Yanran glanced at Mo Ling behind her, reached out and grabbed his cuffs, and pulled him around to the back of the prison.
The prison is surrounded by a kind of guard and is extremely tightly guarded.
With the current strength of the two of them, it would be extremely difficult to enter the prison silently, let alone rescue them.
Qiao Yanran and Mo Ling lay down in the grass, holding their breath and patiently waiting for the opportunity.
There were a lot of mosquitoes this night, especially in the grass. They were like a layer of white mist, buzzing around the two of them.
Qiao Yanran frowned deeply, her eyebrows filled with displeasure.
She really wanted to open the spiritual shield.
This place is very close to the prison, and it is full of guards. As long as the two of them use a little bit of spiritual power, they will be discovered immediately.
But Qiao Yanran is better, she is allThey were all so tight that the mosquito's sharp mouthparts couldn't penetrate her skin at all, but the noise was a bit annoying.
And Mo Ling felt terrible.
He had wounds all over his body, and he managed to attract 99% of the mosquitoes by himself.
In the blink of an eye, I was bitten all over my body.
Mo Ling felt that if he didn't act, his blood would soon be sucked dry by these mosquitoes.
"Cough¡ª¡ª"
Qiao Yanran was startled when she heard him cough. She put her right arm around his shoulders, reached out to cover his lips, and pressed down.
"who?!"
The guard in the distance caught this slight sound, and a look of suspicion flashed on his face. He placed one hand on the saber at his waist and walked towards the direction of the two of them.
The two of them held their breath and did not dare to move.
"Da da da¡ª¡ª"
Every sound was like stepping on the hearts of two people.
Mo Ling's heart was in her throat, and her whole body tensed up. She clenched the halberd tightly in her right hand, ready to go.
The guard walked around for a while, but after not finding the two men, he left again.
Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
After so relaxing, Mo Ling realized that her hand was still on his lips. He nodded slightly, half-closed his long eyelashes, and looked down.
Her hands are beautiful, soft and smooth when touched on her face.
"The back of Qiao Yanran's hand is covered with a thin layer of fat. It is white and plump, giving her a sense of pampering. Her fingers are slender and smooth, and the wide, green ring on her middle finger makes her whiter.
The fingertips are pointed, delicate and soft.
That¡¯s right.
Although the original owner is white, due to hard work in cultivation, the bones of his fingers are obvious and the veins on the back of his hands are exposed. However, Qiao Yanran only wore it for a few days.
The hand is rounded.
The chin is not as sharp anymore.
¡¾You are fat. ¡¿
Xiao Yuwan also noticed this, and said secretly, [Qiaoqiao, if you keep snacking like this, I'm afraid you will be promoted to a fat beauty in a minute. ¡¿
Qiao Yanran: [Get out. ¡¿
Which pot is not stuck?
¡¾okay. ¡¿
Xiaoyuwan was immediately offline.
"Quick, put out the fire!"
The originally quiet prison was broken by a sharp sound, and the fire spread extremely quickly, igniting most of the prison in the blink of an eye.
The fire was raging and billowing black smoke was coming out.
A group of guards quickly gathered towards the fire point and went to put out the fire.
Because the little paper man can grow or shrink at will, it is much more convenient to move than two people, and the effect of creating chaos is also good.
"Walk."
Seeing this scene, Qiao Yanran got up from the ground and pulled her hand back, "The little paper man has already found out the location of several of them. Let's go over and rescue them."
Mo Ling nodded.
"correct."
Qiao Yanran seemed to have thought of something, looked back at him, and said, "How many days have you not shaved your beard? It's a bit prickly."
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