Chapter 128 The Little Devil Reappears

"God Mo, this is what the boss asked me to bring to you."

A player handed Mo Lan a palm-sized wooden box.

"This is the nourishing tea he mentioned?"

Mo Lan took the small wooden box with some anticipation. Inside was the nourishing tea that Zou Penghua bought for him at a high price, which could barely be regarded as a magical plant.

This kind of tea has a miraculous warming effect on spiritual power, and is extremely expensive. It can usually only be seen on the desks of great nobles and some painting masters.

"This point, ten gold, tens of thousands of dollars, enough to drink a few times."

Mo Lan opened it and looked at the tea inside. There were not many, and it seemed no different from ordinary tea.

"Try."

Mo Lan tried to steep two pieces of tea leaves, held a glass of water to savor carefully, took two sips, smashed her mouth, raised her head and drank it all, poured the tea leaves into her mouth to chew, and finally swallowed.

At this time, Mo Lan had already put down the cup, closed his eyes and meditated. The moment the tea entered his stomach, a cold current surged into his brain, bringing a cool feeling to the brain, which was very comfortable, and his whole consciousness became very clear. , the whole world seems to become clearer, and the perception becomes sharper.

"meditation!"

This time, the time to enter meditation was significantly faster, and the whole person's attention was concentrated.

"The effect is good, but it seems like that?"

Mo Lan thought for a while, recalling the efficacy of nourishing tea.

"Healing tea seems to be able to warm and nourish the spirit, so can it restore the injury of mental strength?"

Mo Lan pondered for a moment, then extended her spiritual power out of her mind, and directly contacted with the magic power to resonate.

"hiss!"

Mo Lan felt that her mental power seemed to be burned, frozen, blown by the wind, and weighed down at the same time. It felt like it was about to be torn apart, and it also felt like it was about to be swallowed.

However, compared to before, at this time there is always a trace of coldness shrouded in mental strength, which makes Mo Lan clear-headed, and even the pain cannot shake Mo Lan's spirit.

In this kind of close-range resonance, the speed of strengthening the mental power increased rapidly, and Mo Lan could feel that the spiritual power was getting stronger after a while.

But that's not the point. The point is that Mo Lan found that the tiny wounds caused by the impact of magic power are recovering little by little.

Indeed, the effect of nourishing spirit tea is only warming and nourishing, it cannot treat the situation of mental damage, but it can recover ordinary minor wear and tear.

And that was enough for Mo Lan.

"Yes, it's really a good thing, it can directly let me experience the speed of the next stage of meditation, comfortable!"

Why did Mo Lan dare not directly contact the elemental meditation?

It is because if the mental power is not strong enough, every minute and every second of meditation like this will cause slight damage to the mental power. Maybe the damage every second is not obvious and harmless, but after a long time, after accumulation, it will cause more obvious damage. trauma.

And now there is nourishing tea

"Meditate meditate, meditate to make me happy, meditate to make me strong."

Mo Lan immediately started to meditate, resisting the continuous pain of mental power, and continued to meditate.

The cool feeling of the ice is very comfortable, which can neutralize some of the pain caused by meditation.

In this case, Mo Lan's mental strength improved several times faster than before.

In the past three or four hours, the cool feeling disappeared, and Mo Lan immediately took out a piece of tea and chewed it in his mouth.

Meditation continues!

The days passed day by day like this, and on the third day, Mo Lan finished chewing the nourishing tea.

Even after giving Zou Peng the money to buy it, Mo Lan had no choice but to return to the previous state of meditation.

Although the time was short, the effect was strong. Mo Lan could clearly feel that he was not far from breaking through.

And on this day, news of the little devil came from Zou Peng again.

"kill?"

"Yes, that little devil killed a lot of people."

Zou Peng paused and continued.

"Two villages were slaughtered, and today it was discovered when the second one was slaughtered, and the players spread the news.

The little devil didn't leave directly after killing the villagers, but took all the corpses away.

According to the judgment, first, this little devil should already have wisdom, and it is a foreign race like goblins and goblins, not a simple monster.

Second, there must be a race of demons in "Real Games", and they are very aggressive.

Third, the little devil is most likely trying to open the portal so that the large army behind can come over.

No way, this act of killing and collecting flesh and blood immediately reminds people of this. "

Mo Lan nodded.

"What about the other players now?"

"Full of righteous indignation, some went to the slaughtered villages to clean up the situation, trying to find survivors.

The other part was scattered to various villages, replacing all the original villagers. "

"Wait, those villagers will listen to the player?"

"Reason can convince people, if you talk more about it, they will naturally agree."

"All right."

Mo Lan pondered for a moment.

"Let's go, if you don't go, in case the little devil is successfully summoned.

Then our area has basically become a disaster area, with demons dancing wildly, so it is imperative to interrupt the summoning of the little devils.

I don't think the nobles will organize people to resist the demon attack, I think they are better at escaping.

If it really becomes this situation at that time, then everything we do will be worthless and meaningless. "

"Okay, how many people are you taking out? Are you taking them all?"

Mo Lan looked at the hundred mages and fell into a groan.

"Take them all, they may come in handy at critical times.

After all, the spellcasting power of a group of mages is still very powerful. "

"Okay, I'm starting from Hongfeng City, you come here, come here and meet me."

Zou Peng sent over a map and marked a few points on the map.

"OK."

Mo Lan nodded, and began to assemble the mages. After a while, with the assistance of Xu Zongxin, he quickly integrated the team and took the whole team out.

"Look, look, Mo Lan finally came out."

"Damn it, you don't need to say it, I'm not blind, hide it for me, and if you get killed later, you will blame you."

Before I finished talking here, a wall of fire covered it.

The wall of fire enveloped everyone in an instant, and purple flames danced and burned on their bodies.

"Ah!"

A player screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish Ziyan.

But this couldn't be done at all, the high-temperature flames stuck to their bodies, and after a while, several players turned into a few balls of coke.

"Catch me alive? How dare you come here to capture me alive? How weak."

Mo Lan curled her lips and continued to move forward with the mage group.

The distance was not close, and it took Mo Lan a while to bring the mage group to the slaughtered village.

But the scene inside is a bit shocking.

Mo Lan didn't go in, but silently rushed to the next village that was replaced by players, silently clenching her fists.

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