Mo Ling'er screamed strangely and rushed over, the golden light on the sword flashing like a ball of flame burning.
Rock also saw it, but didn't take it to heart. He had seen this before, and it was like this when Shui Sanqi fought with them.
Shui Thirty-Seven can even fight with him, why can't he himself?
So I didn't take him seriously at all.
Of course, people can ignore it, but they must be cautious when fighting.
clang
The sword in Yan Yan's hand collided with Mo Ling'er's sword. Even though he was mentally prepared, the sword in his hand almost flew away.
Terribly violent.
Even though he was prepared, he couldn't help but look up at Mo Ling'er. Is the power of a brick so powerful?
I can't help but covet that broken brick, what a good thing!
A real baby bump.
It's a pity that a good thing blessed by power is in the hands of such a guy.
What a waste of natural resources!
He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked down. There was a gap in the long sword in his hand and it almost broke.
"Okay, it's amazing!"
Yan Yan knew that this was not Mo Ling'er's ability, but also the fault of the square inkstone in his hand.
He had heard of the sword displaying its auspicious energy.
I just didn’t expect it to be so powerful. What I hear is false, and what I see is believing. It’s just a glimpse.
I also saw Mo Ling'er rubbing the long sword against the brick.
"Hmph!"
Mo Ling'er sheathed her sword and raised her chin, looking as arrogant as a little rooster.
You know how awesome it is!
Let you take another look and shake your confidence.
The long sword in the right hand snaps against the Duan Inkstone in the left hand, like sharpening a sword, dragging it down from the hilt across the surface of the Duan Inkstone.
A proud expression.
Just shout: Look, have you got it? Have you got it?
With just such an action, the long sword in his hand immediately changed. The sword lit up with a golden light, and it jumped fiercely, as if a ball of flame had been ignited.
It's jumping around on the tip of the sword, it's amazing.
The key is that it's not a flame, it's just a strange light.
Even the entire sword body has a thin layer of brilliance, just like a holy sword.
It's unbelievable that an ordinary long sword has become a treasure like this!
Rock just looked at it, with a fiery light flashing in his eyes, and he wanted to try again.
I think this thing is too magical and I want to try its power again.
Seeing Mo Ling'er getting ready to go, she was ready.
Rock took a step forward, and before Mo Ling'er could raise his sword, he struck down with his own sword.
The Swallowing Mystery Jue works crazily, and all the spiritual power in the body is concentrated in one sword.
He used all his strength to strike.
Just to see if I can bear it.
His eyes were fixed on the place where the two swords intersected.
"Look at your uncle, look at you!"
Bang
click
Plop
A series of sounds.
Swords clash.
The rock's sword struck Mo Ling'er's sword from top to bottom.
The flame-like brilliance instantly appeared at the intersection of the two swords, and exploded quickly. The dazzling golden light fluttered like raindrops, which was very magical.
But the long sword in Shi Yan's hand was already injured, so it couldn't withstand such a torment and broke instantly.
The broken sword jumped up in the golden glow and flew out.
Mo Ling'er was not prepared for the huge force, and was almost caught off guard. She immediately sat on the ground.
Yan Yan looked at him with a broken sword in his hand, turned around and left.
We still have to look at Mo Qier's face and don't embarrass him.
Don’t look at the monk’s face but look at the Buddha’s face.
There are some things that are unclear. If you kill him now, it will inevitably leave traces in Mo Qier's heart.
At a certain point, there will be cracks, and the gains outweigh the losses.
He thought Mo Qier was a good person and didn't want to miss this person.
Therefore, some face must be given to him to make him feel embarrassed.
It's not easy to keep someone by your side, you have to be heart to heart.
Especially for people like Mo Qier, it is even more important to make him truly feel that he is good to him.
"Hey, that tile is nice, why didn't you get it?"
Yan Yan returned to Mo Qier, praised the Duan Inkstone, threw away the broken sword, and took out a long sword.
"That's Duan Inkstone, do you think it's Chinese cabbage? I've told you before. It's one of the Three Treasures of Confucianism. You can't imagine how powerful it is. He's just scratching the surface. He hasn't even used one ten thousandth of his power.
, you thought it was that simple.”
Mo Qier vomited angrily and really didn't want to say anything.
Why does this person know nothing and understand nothing?
Who!
Who doesn’t know the Three Treasures of Confucianism!
Which horn popped out from nowhere? This embarrassing guy has the nerve to ask this question.
It's strange, why are you so thick-skinned?
"Is it so powerful?"
Shi Yan was confused. If this was the case, why didn't Mo Ling'er use it?
"There is no ink in the Duan Inkstone, so they cannot exert its power. Except for the ancestors, no one has ever made the Duan Inkstone contain ink."
Mo Qier was also filled with sighs and patiently explained that there was nothing he could do about it.
The key is that I'm in a bad mood now and don't want to talk.
Something like the Duan Inkstone was actually given to Mo Ling'er. It seems that the Mo family is really cultivating him as the head of the family.
It's a pity that Mo Ling'er's child has a psyche. If he wants to reach that height, he may suffer a lot.
What role the Duan Inkstone can play in his hands is simply a waste of natural resources.
But what can be done, the Mo family has the final say.
I have been expelled from the Mohist family, so I have no reason to accuse the Mohist family of what they did.
Mo Ling'er is the future master of the Mo family, and the Duan Inkstone in his hand is just a symbol.
Whether it can play its role is not important. What is important is that this is the token of the master of the Mohist family.
When he becomes the head of the Mohist family, there will be very few things that he has to do personally.
Of course someone will do it for him.
With such a thing in hand, it was too late for those people to flatter him, so how could they let him do dangerous things?
impossible.
"In other words, such things are useless in his hands, no different from bricks."
The rock still regarded Duan Inkstone as a brick.
Treasures that cannot exert their power are waste and burdensome.
I experience it personally, just like my own magic sword, I can’t use it even if I want to.
It also brings trouble to myself. The key is not to throw it away, but I am also reluctant to let it go. It is really hard to explain.
"You can't say that, what if it's a coincidence! Isn't that why they came here!"
Mo Qier's eyes were deep, and he seemed to have seen through all the purposes of Mo Linger and the three of them coming here.
When Duan Inkstone meets the Tianyun Brush, it may be a different story.
If you meet Xinmo again, everything will change.
If it hits the wind vent, the pig can fly.
"Look for an opportunity and snatch him over."
Shi Yan suddenly said this, he was not just saying it, he really wanted Mo Qier to get it.
It's best to have things like this in your own hands.
Mo Qier's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hint of burning flame.
He is a member of the Mo family. If he gets the Duan Inkstone or the Tianyun Brush, everything will change.
You can rewrite some things.
No one has ambitions, and Mo Qier is no exception.
We are all human beings, he can do it, why can't I?
If Xinmo is found again, even if the Mo family doesn't take him back, he can still control the fate of the Mo family.
Until then, he will be the real leader of the Mohist family.
Shi Yan saw the change in Mo Qier's eyes and smiled.
He said it on purpose because he felt that what the Mohists did was wrong.
He wanted Mo Qier to have the heart to compete and give it a try.
Young people should constantly strive to improve themselves!
"Look at the sword!"
Mo Ling'er raised his sword to chop the rock again, with a ferocious expression on his face. He was squatted on his butt by the rock. He was so humiliated that he could be said to be extremely angry.
How can I not lose my temper and save some face?
The long sword in his hand rubbed against the Duan Inkstone a few times, and then he threw himself at the rock, which showed how ruthless he was.
Prepare to kill with one strike!
What a face!
In front of that loser of the Mo family, he, the future head of the family, was so vulnerable, how could he endure it?
"Ha! Come again!"
Rock shook his head, he was letting go.
Just because this guy is Mo Qier's younger brother, even though they don't deal with him.
But you can’t just strike him in person with a sword!
The key is that the little guy doesn’t understand, and neither do the two adults!
I can’t see that I keep releasing water!
The rocks are on fire.
I decided to teach the little guy a lesson and make the two older ones worry a bit.
Stride forward, raising a long sword in one hand to show you how to chop it.
Bang
The two swords intersected, and Mo Ling'er was still no match for the rock, even with the blessing of Duan Inkstone and the aura of fire.
That is to say, the first swords crossed each other, and what followed was a one-sided passive situation.
Being slashed by the rock one after another, Hao was unable to fight back and kept retreating.
If you want to use the Duan Inkstone to bless you, the problem is that you can't remove the sword and don't even want to touch the edge of the Duan Inkstone.
He held a sword above his head and was struck by the rocks again and again, so he could only keep retreating.
If you really go out of your way to use the Duan Inkstone for blessing, you might lose the Duan Inkstone if things go wrong.
"Little thing! Waste! Idiot! Idiot! Stupid!"
The rock was chopping and cursing with a smile. All the curse words he had heard were thrown at Mo Ling'er.
Just make him angry and hit him!
There is no opponent in his hands, and he cannot be fooled by his words.
"Ah! I...I...I..."
Mo Ling'er screamed angrily and wanted to fight back furiously.
But where is the opportunity?
"What am I! Silly man, get out of here!"
Bang Chi
Mo Ling'er was knocked to the ground again by Rock's sword, and Duan Yan also threw it away.
Rock's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward to grab the Duan Inkstone.
Baby! You don’t want it, I want it.
I snatched it away from you, I'll make you so angry, you little bastard.
"No, be careful."
Mo Qier's scream was extremely urgent.
But he didn't dare to stop it himself. He couldn't stop it. He knew how terrifying that thing was.
I can only shout loudly to remind the rock to be careful, but others really can't do it.
The rock screamed in his heart that it was not good. He rushed out of danger and hurriedly dodged. At the critical moment, a black light flashed in front of him.
That feeling was so terrifying.
Hair fell, and there was an explosion beside him, and a huge boulder split into two.
Looking up, Mo Ling'er's mother was holding a small piece of paper in her hand, looking at him step by step with a ferocious face.