Chapter 8 Self-Immolation

This is a valley. In the middle of the valley is the Gobi Desert, which is about two or three football fields in size. There is no grass on it, only large and small stones, and Mo Lan is standing in front of the valley at this moment.

Looking at the terrain of the valley, Mo Lan turned around and walked back to the river, cutting off piles of dry reeds, weeds, and shrubs with a dagger.

Walking to the middle of the valley with reeds and weeds, first build a simple skeleton with wooden sticks, and then cover it with reed leaves to form a simple grass shed.

After the straw shed is set up, there is a gap of about two meters around, and all reeds, weeds and shrubs are piled up within two meters.

Like ants moving their house, Mo Lan worked tirelessly, cutting off shrubs and reeds bit by bit, and piled them up in the valley, like a pile of walls, surrounding them in a circle.

After the circle is full, it will be two meters away from the outer space, and another circle of weeds and shrubs will be surrounded two meters away.

As the sky gradually darkened, the grass fence surrounded the valley four times, forming a large circle with a diameter of 20 meters in the center of the valley.

Mo Lan didn't stop at this point, but carefully checked outside the big circle, collected all combustibles and combustibles within a radius of 100 meters and piled them up next to the outermost initialed wall.

After all this was over, Mo Lan took out the three half-black cans of oil, none of which was left, and sprinkled it in a circle, sprinkled it on the grass walls of the fourth and third floors, and left some at the end Pour directly from the fourth layer of grass wall to the edge of the innermost grass shed, and draw a line with oil.

Mo Lan looked back, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, she climbed over the grass wall, went directly to the innermost side, lit a fire with the flint she bought, lit a torch and put it next to her, and then went into the grass shed by herself and fell down to rest.

The wild valley was silent, and Mo Lan's breathing became longer and longer, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after, a black figure appeared outside the grass wall, sniffing lightly with his nose, and the air was filled with a pungent smell, but the black shadow didn't care, and with all his strength, he climbed up the grass wall gently.

The black shadow fell on the reeds, but it made a slight sound, which was hard to detect even in the silent night.

After crossing layer after layer of grass walls, it didn't take long to come to the outside of the simple grass shed. The meat pads absorbed all the sounds, allowing it to enter the grass shed silently, staring at the seemingly unkillable human beings in front of it with cold eyes.

Bang!

There was a sound outside, as if something had fallen to the ground.

The leopard in the thatched shed didn't care, raised its front legs, and lowered its gleaming paws towards Mo Lan's neck.

But at this moment, Mo Lan suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the leopard.

The frightened leopard exerted force with its front paws, almost cutting off Mo Lan's neck, and rushed out of the hut with a kick of four legs, but was forced back by waves of heat just as he was about to leave.

"Hoo hoo!"

The flames whizzed and burned, reflecting the entire valley like daytime, and the intense heat wave distorted the air.

A flame three to four meters high instantly rose from the grass wall on the fourth floor, and quickly spread inward.

The nervous leopard stretched out its paws, leaving four deep marks on the stone under its feet. Its narrow vertical pupils reflected the raging flames and the primitive fear of it.

Beasts, no matter how strong they are, as long as they do not become intelligent beings, they must have the most primitive fear of flames. This primitive fear is deeply rooted in their genetic chains from generation to generation, without exception.

Mo Lan turned into a soul perspective and floated in the air, watching the leopard growl continuously, trying to escape outside, but every time he was forced back by the raging flames.

After a few times, the leopard lowered its limbs, let out a low growl from its mouth, a blue light flashed, and a tiny curved blade formed between its fangs.

"Whirring whirring!"

"Wind Blade!"

Mo Lan shouted in surprise, all the magic has been used, and this leopard has indeed touched the extraordinary realm.

Under Mo Lan's gaze, the cyan wind blade rapidly swelled and turned into a cyan wind blade more than one meter long, smashing against the grass wall with strong wind.

boom!

The grass wall was split open in an instant, leaving a long and thin scratch on the ground, but before the leopard rushed out, the doubly strong flames directly engulfed the narrow road. Under the strong wind, the fire was more than a little bigger than before two o'clock.

But after spitting out the wind blade, the leopard became a little sluggish, and the light in his eyes was much weaker.

"Pfft."

Mo Lan couldn't help laughing out loud, and clicked to revive, but this time, instead of resurrecting directly, a page popped up.

"Reminder: 50% of the experience required for leveling up will be deducted for death above level one, and the first time the level is insufficient, the experience value will be deducted until the current level has zero experience value. There is one and only one chance of relegation per level.

If there is no chance of relegation and the deduction of insufficient experience, the experience value of the previous level will be replaced until the deduction is exhausted, the deducted experience value will be downgraded, but the added attribute points will remain unchanged. After resurrection, the player will fall into a weak state and can exert strength corresponding to the experience value Level, weak time until the deducted experience value is replenished.

No more reminders/determined resurrections. "

Mo Lan didn't want to waste time, so she clicked to confirm the resurrection, the experience points were deducted, and then the whole person appeared in the hut.

At this time, the flames had spread to the first grass wall, and Mo Lan felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face as soon as he was revived, making his skin dry and dehydrated quickly, and the smoke in the air made him cough again and again.

"Cough cough, cough cough, die!"

Mo Lan clenched her teeth, and with a dagger in her hand, she threw herself at the flagging leopard.

However, although the leopard was a little sluggish, it easily dodged away, and left three deep bone-deep wounds on Mo Lan's body with its claws.

But the already familiar pain just made Mo Lan grin, and continued to pounce on the leopard.

"Whirring whirring!"

The flames were crackling, and the area around the thatched shed was the only fire-free area, but it was like a steelmaking furnace, every inch of space was filled with blazing heat, and the hair and clothes of leopards and Mo Lan had already begun to curl and burn. stand up.

In addition, the grass shed also had an open flame under the high temperature.

There is less and less space to dodge and move.

Pooh!

Mo Lan's throat was cut open, blood spurted out and fell to the ground with a squeak, and was evaporated in an instant.

And Mo Lan clicked to revive, and instantly appeared in place, but a message popped up on the property panel.

LV1: 0/200 (weak state: LV0: 0/100)

The clothes on the revived Mo Lan's body had been burned to ashes, only a pair of boxer underpants showed no signs of being ignited in the fire.

In addition, both Mo Lan and Leopard had already started to show open flames.

"ah!"

The intense burning sensation made Mo Lan's face grim, and he grabbed the fiery dagger and threw himself at the leopard again.

"thump!"

Immersed in fear and pain, the leopard was caught off guard for a moment, and was thrown to the ground by Mo Lan for the first time.

"Roar!"

The leopard let out a low growl, Mo Lan's face was full of pain, and the fiery dagger stabbed in from the leopard's mouth, stirring.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Cough cough cough."

A white smoke rose and sank into Mo Lan's body, which made him relax, panting heavily, but was coughed again and again by the thick smoke.

The flames were raging, and Mo Lan felt that the water in his body was evaporating rapidly, and he fell on the leopard in a short while, losing his breath.