Lin Mo bent down and skillfully began to rummage through the other person's body.
The powerful woman from the night before last possessed items of the same caliber as the parchment scroll, while this Medicine King's apostle in front of us seems to be much stronger than her.
I reckon they'll find a lot of good stuff.
The secret envoy, now stripped of his demonic form, stared at Lin Mo, weak and angry.
He wanted to resist but was powerless, and could only watch helplessly as Lin Mo played with his clothes at will.
I, the esteemed envoy of the Medicine King, have traversed the galaxy for three hundred years! Yet today I am no match for this lowly diviner before me, and his... friend!
And... my friend's hamster.
Thinking of this, the envoy looked tremblingly at Susan, who was walking towards him, and finally his gaze settled on the harmless little hamster on her head.
Mr. Orange smiled politely.
He then gave him an international friendship gesture.
凸(￣▽￣)凸
The envoy's lips twitched; this seemingly innocent gesture appeared extremely eerie under his filter.
Recalling the devastating attack he had just suffered and the shadow of being dominated by spirit beasts in his early years, fear instantly erupted in his pupils. He subconsciously crawled backward, and almost screamed in his heart!
Don't come any closer!
Seeing this, Susan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little Orange, stop being naughty and come inside to take a nap."
As she spoke, she lifted her sleeve and put Little Orange inside.
Although that attack just now looked incredibly easy, only Susan knew the energy and effort it took.
She is now almost completely exhausted of her life force and her secret spiritual power is also nearly depleted. Little Orange's physical strength is probably almost exhausted as well.
I reckon it would take at least a few dozen duck necks to make up for it.
"What are you doing?! Can't you let me loot the bag in peace?!"
Lin Mo gave the Medicine King's envoy a whack with a hammer, then stripped him of all his clothes, leaving him only in a pair of pink underwear.
It also features a cute gray elephant printed on it, and a little white-haired girl sitting on the elephant's back is even more adorable.
"Wow? Dude, you have pretty unique taste. Tsk tsk, you've got a real penchant for anime and manga."
Lin Mo's trash talk is passively triggered.
This left the Medicine King's secret envoy utterly embarrassed!
Oh God! Just kill me!
If I am guilty, let the Star God destroy me! Not let this damned fortune teller publicly execute my ego!
His mental state has completely collapsed.
In just half an hour, he instantly transformed from a dashing, cold-blooded assassin into a lewd otaku with a girlish heart.
This huge gap shocked him.
He cannot accept it.
While Lin Mo was searching, Susan walked up to the pitiful-looking envoy, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Where... did you learn about the Ancient Spirit Clan?"
After saying that, Susan paused for a moment and corrected, "No, where and when did you first encounter the concept of a contracted spirit beast?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but look in that direction.
...
"Body temperature is normal, hmm, the color has returned a bit... no symptoms of demonic transformation."
"Phew, thank goodness, looks like that guy wasn't planning to kill me."
Qingque wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and brought a bowl of water from the kitchen for Li Ling to drink.
"Gulp, gulp... Thank you."
After drinking the water, Li Ling took a deep breath. Although his complexion improved somewhat, it was still not much better.
He lay dejectedly on the ground, feeling as if the world had turned completely dark.
I was such a useless piece of trash...
I'm so useless...
well……
Seeing that Li Ling was not in good condition, Qing Que immediately became nervous. She hurriedly said, "Hang in there! Little Ling! If anything happens to you, who will work for my Lin Mo, no, who will work for us!"
"Little Lingzi, cheer up!"
Li Ling glanced with difficulty at Qing Que, who was raising her fists to encourage him. For some reason, his will to die seemed to grow stronger.
“Miss Qingque, actually... you don’t need to force yourself to comfort me.”
"No way! Xiaolingzi, you're still our friend. Lin Mo has things to do right now, how can I abandon you in this time of crisis?"
Qingque patted his chest, speaking with a strong and resounding voice.
"Little Lingzi, don't worry!"
"Although you're a bit old, not very capable, and have a terrible temper—you could even be described as a waste of air while alive and a waste of land when dead! But... but don't worry, Lin Mo and I won't look down on you for that!"
"So you must persevere and live on!"
"Qing, Miss Qingque, let's wait for Lin Mo to... do this kind of comforting thing."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Ling rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted.
Lin Mo is a shrimp-like person, Qing Que is a pig-hearted one.
The couple's combined swordplay completely extinguished Li Ling's arrogance.
However... it seems the training went a bit too far; I'll probably have to find a way to neutralize it after I wake up.
After all, the principle of discipline is to give a slap followed by a treat, rather than constantly slapping someone.
At the same time, Susan came to the waiter's side, checked on the two of them, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
It seems that Lin Mo's wind element shield was quite effective, preventing the energy shockwave from the final explosion from affecting the two of them.
Susan then adjusted their positions and came up behind Qingque.
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