It's just that rocks don't chase, so there's no way to chase them.
The small piece of paper in front of him was still there, and the large ink characters could be clearly seen.
The rock knows something is wrong.
The sword in his hand had reached Aunt Yun's hand, but did not touch her hand.
Immediately retreating as fast as lightning, Mo Qier's caution was very useful, allowing the rock to prepare in advance.
The sword was withdrawn so quickly.
Seeing Aunt Yun walking away, he backed away without hesitation.
Although he wanted to grab the small piece of paper suspended in the air, Mo Qier's panic made the rock uneasy.
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Strange soft noise.
The suspended small piece of paper suddenly curled up and opened suddenly.
Just like the originally open palm, it was suddenly clenched, then suddenly spread out, and then sent out.
In an instant, a mass of ink spread out in all directions.
Chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi
Countless sword lights, different sizes, all with big characters.
An indiscriminate attack, centered on the position where the small piece of paper was originally suspended.
Up, down, left, right, and in all directions there were sword lights like this, which was absolutely terrifying.
jingle jingle
A sword on the rock was swung like a windmill, blocking the sword light coming in front of it.
Those are big characters one by one, made up of ink sword light.
Three sword lights merged into one, three at the same time, large and small at different angles, such big characters appeared one after another.
They are all shot out from the suspended mass of ink, endlessly.
Just watch the ink flicker and float in the air.
Rock waved his sword to resist while looking at the floating mass of ink.
I'm jealous!
It’s really good stuff!
Baby!
Just one word has such power, so what if it is the heirloom of the Mo family and the cursive sword script that Mo Qier said, it makes my scalp numb just thinking about it.
This sword light actually lasted for no less than ten breaths before gradually stopping.
The mass of ink gradually became smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared.
The little piece of paper is no longer there.
"I didn't expect it! You were able to dodge it, which is amazing."
Aunt Yun twisted her waist and walked over slowly, looked up and down at the rock, and was amazed when she saw that the rock was not injured at all.
Even under such an attack, he was able to dodge, and his son did not lose unjustly.
This man is an absolute hero among men.
But Shi Yan was complaining secretly. If it weren't for Mo Qier's reminder, would he have been in such a good mood?
Obviously impossible.
I knew my own affairs well, and when the sword light shot out, I had already hid in a relatively safe position.
If it weren't for that reminder, I would be really miserable at this moment!
The last bit of slashing was nothing more than the sword light that was like the end of a powerful crossbow.
But just like that, the long sword in his hand was no longer useful. It was full of gaps and even cracks, making it unusable.
What if it was in the center!
I can’t even think about the rocks!
There is no doubt that Mo Qier saved him with a shout.
"Mom, you could have said three words at once, why did you only use one word? It's fine now, he escaped."
Mo Ling'er muttered, looking angry.
"Stupid, how many words like this are in our Mo family? It's an unsatisfactory thing!"
Aunt Yun looked like she was going to have a fit and wanted to curse, but finally held back the curse.
But he didn't sound nice when he said it. He was really angry with such a son.
You're such a scumbag that if it weren't for your own son, I wouldn't bother to care about you.
Poor parents in the world, they are all forced to do so.
The key is that the unfilial son still doesn’t feel it at all, what should I do? I’m so worried, how can I let such a son grow up?
From time to time, she turns to look at the old man, Mr. Mo, just because Mr. Mo is glaring at her!
"I tell you to use it, just use it! It's just a few scraps of paper, just use it. That's what women's homes are like..."
The old man looked angry and turned his eyes at Aunt Yun. It seemed that the old man doted on Mo Ling'er.
I don’t care what it is!
Aunt Yun suddenly had a helpless expression on her face, and reluctantly took out three small pieces of paper.
Rock's eyes widened at that time. Three pictures, really three pictures.
Damn it
So rich!
He heard Mo Ling'er shouting all over the world to deal with him.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Yun would actually take out three such small pieces of paper, and when she saw the words on the pieces of paper, they were obviously better than the ones she had used before.
There are so many more strokes than just one big character.
What a wonderful baby!
Shi Yan's mood is very complicated at this moment!
What is envy, jealousy and hatred? It's probably like this.
"Oh grass"
The rock monster screamed, turned around and ran away.
If you can't figure it out, run away quickly.
Passing by Mo Qier, he pulled him and ran quickly.
Aunt Yun didn't want to use such a thing to deal with the rock. When she saw him running away, she immediately put away the piece of paper in her hand.
Just like the fear of being snatched away, I don’t care what the old man and the little guy think of me!
Everyone has run away, you can’t blame me!
She doesn't have many such things, so she uses one less.
Even in the entire Mohist family, there are not many of them now.
The little inventory in the treasure house has long been emptied.
Lining one's own pockets.
Of course, I still have quite a few at home, but the key is that there is no replenishment of this stuff.
Since our ancestors, no one has been able to create something like this.
A group of guys who have no vision and only know how to use it continuously. What happens after they use it up?
There are no long-term plans at all.
Just like the old man, I only care about myself. In a few decades, after I die, I won't care about the flood behind me. It has nothing to do with me.
Grandma, if you think so, don't push my son to that position.
What will he do when you kick your legs and finish?
With resources exhausted and unpopular, the end is miserable just thinking about it.
If others don’t care, can I?
Keep some of it! It can be regarded as doing a small amount for your mother.
As for me, if I die, I really won’t care about the flood!
"Mom, you didn't use it, I was bullied..."
Mo Ling'er made a loud noise and refused to give up.
The child got angry and kept making noises.
The rock hadn't gone far yet and still heard what he said.
Shake your head and smile, what a child’s mind!
I can't help but sigh, it's good to have adults to protect me.
You can be willful and do whatever you want.
Unlike myself, I have to work hard for everything on my own.
Shi Yan hugged the depressed Mo Qier and walked forward slowly.
It's a long way out.
"Stop!..."
Mo Ling'er's cry came from behind, and she actually caught up with her in a hurry.
Shi Yan turned around and saw that he was the only one, but his mother-in-law Yun and the old man did not come.
Just let it go and ignore it?
Hehe! Did you bring the baby?
Rock suddenly became energetic, it would be great if he could get some waste paper like this!
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
Rock is suspicious, this guy shouldn't dare to come alone!
There must be something to rely on for such an action, otherwise he would not have the courage to do so.
"Let me guess, what did your mother give you? Oh, she gave you all those little pieces of paper."
The rock just said nonsense, fishing, naturally you have to spread the bait to attract fish to take the bait.
The key is to be very greedy and let the little kid show it off first to see.
"How did you know? Look!"
Mo Ling'er raised her hand proudly, holding a stack of small pieces of paper in her hand.
Where are the three pictures? There are more than thirty pictures.
No wonder you are so arrogant and confident!
However, this appearance also made Shi Yan secretly excited. Sure enough, he was sending a baby.
The question is, is it true that there are so many?
"You're not saying that the Mo family doesn't have many things! That's not too much."
Shi Yan looked at Mo Qier, just wanting an answer. Is the guy opposite pinching a bunch of words really true?
It doesn’t look like it!
A messy pile is really just waste paper.
Baby!
Why is this happening? I don’t understand why!
"Waste paper! I didn't know they collected so much."
Mo Qier was also a little confused. In his image, there was so much waste paper.
No wonder, at that time, he had no contact with these things. The son of the former head of the Mohist family had a high status, and all he had contact with were complete copybooks, calligraphy and paintings. Such things were not eye-catching at all.
Even if you know and see it, you won't get started.
It was only later that everything changed after my parents died, so how did you know that people collected so much waste paper?
"Next time you must give me a pile of waste paper like this, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
Shi Yan said angrily, blinking his eyes, and pushed Mo Beggar.
Mo Qier understood instantly, backed away continuously, suddenly turned around and ran away, as fast as a rabbit.
Shi Yan saw Mo Qier running away, and then turned to look at Mo Linger.
"Would you like to exchange this thing? We have a treasure here. How about exchanging it with you?"
Shi Yan said with a smile, took out his hand, held the divine sword in his hand, and sent it straight to Mo Ling'er.
Mo Ling'er's eyes suddenly widened. Anyone who sees such a treasure will be tempted, let alone a little guy who has never seen the world.
But this guy was ruthless enough, completely beyond Rock's expectations.
On impulse, he suddenly retreated and looked at the rocks warily.
"With these, your things are mine, and all the treasures on your body are mine. Why should I exchange them with you?"
"What a bastard!"
Shi Yan started swearing and wanted to scold me. This guy is so smart now that he wants to catch all my treasures in one fell swoop!
Yes, just like he said, there is so much waste paper, why should I exchange it with you? I can’t rob!
At that time, what is yours will be mine, and what is not mine will become mine.
There is nothing to say. It seems that a war is inevitable, and the little guy has no way out.
A fight to the death is about to begin.
He turned his hand and put away the divine sword, and rushed forward, heading straight for Mo Ling'er. As he ran, a long sword appeared in his hand and pierced Mo Ling'er's face.
If you strike first, you will be strong, and if you strike later, you will suffer disaster!
Kill you!
"cut!"
Mo Ling'er uttered a disdain and acted extremely arrogantly, retreating to dodge.
But with a flick of his finger, a small piece of paper spiraled straight towards the rock.
Rock's eyes suddenly opened wide, this thing is a bit scary!
Had to retreat.
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The rotating piece of paper suddenly exploded into a cloud of ink. Once the ink gas came out, wisps of sword light shot out from it, shooting in all directions without any distinction.