Of course, Mo Yan can also do tasks in infinite loops so strong that he can directly break free from this constraint, but he must be able to receive tasks on the red prayer sign.

After deducting the share of Fat Tiger, he could probably barely maintain the expenses on Void Island.

However, the tasks signed by the Red Prayer are dangerous, and with his current body, he is likely to die directly in the task.

It works, but this is the worst solution.

It would be great if he hadn't used Yingxiong before. Summoning the fat pink man out for a long time will definitely make this guy fall. Unfortunately, the time is far away from Yingxiong unlocking, but his danger is imminent.

It is unlikely that Fat Tiger and Tiluoga will join forces to create an illusion. According to Fat Tiger, this operation will cause great energy loss to it. He is already owing other people's foreign debts, and now he wants to continue overdrafting. It is probably not possible to have any door.

Fat Tiger will re-report the old thing again and wait for his death to let Tiluoga take over the body.

Although Tiluoga prefers herself, if Mo Yan really dies, Tiluoga should also choose to live on behalf of herself. It is better to live without a single life than to die together. Being a human being is at least better than being a human being?

While Mo Yan was thinking, the man in white had already walked up to him and leaned down, looking at Mo Yan with a smile, and should not be angry at his previous words.

"It's really like Mo Hongmian. You have been in the Mo family for so long. I have been busy with common affairs among the clans. I don't have time to see you. I didn't expect that we would meet in this way."

"I didn't ask, please call me, who are the rotten garlics in the Mo family?"

"Haha, it's not as beautiful as your appearance, but if I say I'm a rotten garlic, I'm sure it won't be. You don't have to think about how to anger me. Getting you is my greatest happiness in the past six months, I won't be angry no matter what you say."

This man did not exaggerate. He should be considered a handsome man of the same level as Mo Qianlin whom Mo had met before, and his radiance was all about his charm.

Long eyebrows and thin eyes, and people are as good as their voices, giving people a gentleman feeling, but this person is different from most people. The inner canthus is long and narrow, and the outer canthus is slightly raised upward. As the flow of the eyes is filled with evil and frivolity.

Especially in conjunction with what he said just now, he was like a playboy who played a good woman.

Although he smiled, his language was also gentle and drizzling. He smiled slowly? But he kept saying that Mo was so beautiful and pretended to be arrogant and ambiguous. He was all vaguely comparing Mo to the kind of woman who relied on her face to make a fuss. It can be seen that he was still angry in his heart.

"Don't get angry no matter what you say? Did your father have been lucky enough to have a late-stage psychopathic person who gave birth to a species like you with a very serious brain function loss and abdomen? Look at your two Creator's eyes that are hard to tell the difference between them. People and animals are not distinguished during the day? At night, relatives do not recognize each other, and there is no one in their eyes when they are cloudy or rainy? Do you know what it means to be angry? You are not angry when you are born..."

Mo Wu kept talking and scolding, so his chin almost fell to the ground.

He doubted whether Mo Yan added the "swearing" item in Qilin special training.

Didn’t this person be quiet? Is it possible to bear anything silently?

Although his plan for many days was finally realized, the joy of appreciating his defeated generals was finally reduced by being cursed by a dying person.

"Just scolding, those who want to die have the right to leave more nonsense to the world."

"It seems like what you are talking about is not nonsense? Are you so angry that you have to pretend to be profound? Brother has seen many things like you? Look at how hideous your expression is now, your facial muscle group management is extremely out of control, are you biting the back teeth almost broken? Just get angry when you are angry, is there anything shameful? You see, I'm very angry, I would rather let the dog bite to death by being plotted to death by a turtle like you."

A strong wind suddenly attacked Mo Yan's face with a cold feeling? Mo Yan was still cursing how shameless and hypocritical he was. It seemed that the most vicious words in the world were used to describe this man as the most appropriate words.

But the storm could almost force Mo Yan's cheeks torn inch by inch? But it stopped less than a centimeter from Mo Yan's nose.

The man gritted his teeth and said, "The provocation method is useless to me, Mo Shaoli. I know you have a little weasel? What can you do?" With his own way, he also used the "art of his body? I just don't give you this opportunity? What a pity that you almost succeeded."

Just like what he guessed? It was indeed the Sanqiu Young Master Mo Shaoli.

Mo Yan also said in his heart that "What a pity". Tiluoga was already ready to rub his hands in the control room. He just waited for Mo Yan to go out and give this guy a moment [to give him the other person] to capture this Sanqiu Young Master and relieve the current crisis.

"I just don't understand, why do you two like to bleed me so much?"

The provocation failed, and Mo Yan had to do something else, so he said casually.

Mo Shaoli suddenly approached so much that he almost pressed his face: "What did you say? Someone else let your blood go like this? Is it that shameless old dog Mo Qianlin?"

"You are so embarrassed to call someone a shameless old dog? Whether it is shameless or old, he is far from you."

Mo Shaoli's face was very bad at this moment. The gentleman who had just disappeared before was gone, and he was full of a sign of being furious and seemed to be going crazy.

Especially when he heard Mo Yan say that he was not as good as Mo Qianlin, he even said "clang" and a silver sword swung directly at Mo Yan who was tied into the spring water by five flowers.

With a muffled sound, Mo Yan's left shoulder was cut open, and black and red blood soared out, spraying into the hot spring filled with water vapor, but it turned into a bright red color in an instant.

"Want to anger me? OK, then I'll cut you up and see when your yellow skin can launch that move on me."

After saying that, the long sword in his hand swung to Mo Yan again.

Mo Wu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Then I thank you, let me put it on quickly, cut the deeper points a few more times, and I will be relieved if this blood flows out."

Mo Shaoli's chest was fluctuating, and he obviously had a lot of emotions. Seeing a slight hint of desire on Mo's face, his sword that had just poked Mo's shoulder was taken back.

"I want to die? How easy is it? Why don't you tell me when did Mo Qianlin release your blood? Where did he put it?"
Chapter completed!