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Chapter 283 All Yours +1

Express your thoughts through questioning.

This can also be called a confession.

But in fact, Pjorn's thoughts are very simple.

She felt very comfortable with Moyu, so she hoped that the two of them could spend as much time "together" as possible.

And falling in love is the only way to satisfy her desire.

"Promise quickly, promise quickly!"

Pyorn looked straight at Moyo and kept thinking in his mind.

Moyo met Pyonn's undisguised expectant gaze, remained silent for a moment, and then asked:

"Pjorn, you want me to play with you all day long in the name of 'falling in love', right?"

He thought he understood Internet-addicted girls very well, so he naturally thought of the other person's motive for suddenly proposing a relationship.

It's just that the "ten-day deadline" has arrived, and this Internet-addicted girl doesn't want the "happy time" to end so quickly, so she came up with such an idea.

Seeing that Moyou not only did not respond to her confession, but also speculated on the motives of her actions, Pyonn felt an unknown fire in his heart.

"Tsk, I finally figured it out."

She was furious, but with a playful smile on her face, she grabbed a pillow with her right hand.

Moyu asked subconsciously: "What do you see?"

"I see you bastard has never been chased by a girl before!"

Pyorn raised his hand and threw the pillow over, hitting Moyu in the face with a loud bang.

Moyu caught the pillow that fell from his face nonchalantly, but did not respond to Pyorn's statement.

Pyoern grabbed another pillow and gritted his teeth and said: "When a girl confesses her love to you, you only need to choose between 'agree' or 'reject'!"

Before the words fell,

Pjorn threw another pillow into Moyo's face.

Moyu caught the fallen pillow and looked at Pyorn with a slightly strange look.

If it wasn't for him to play with, it would be hard to imagine that Pyorn would suddenly confess his love at this time.

But he still selectively avoided it, pretending to ask casually: "You seem to be quite experienced in 'love'. Are you often chased by others?"

"Go to hell!"

Pyonn directly threw his beloved mobile phone aside, then lifted up the slightly heavy quilt with both hands and slammed it at Moyu.

There was even some mental energy wrapped around the quilt.

"Hello……"

Moyu was slightly startled, took a step back, and put the pillow in his hand against the quilt thrown by Pyorn.

But as soon as he caught the quilt, he immediately felt an impact coming from the quilt.

But it was Pyoern who jumped out of bed and kicked the quilt.

There was a bang.

The force acting on the bedding made Moyu retreat to the door.

With his back pressed against the door, Moyo quickly pushed aside the quilt and looked at Pyoern, who had an angry look on his face.

Realizing that the other person might be really angry, Moyou apologized simply: "My fault, don't be angry."

"When you apologize, you are very straightforward."

Pjorn looked left and right as he spoke, as if looking for something else to throw.

Moyu put the quilt and pillow on the bed, and then turned his head to look at Pyoern, who was glaring at him.

"The main reason is that your 'confession' is too sudden. If..."

"Stop beating around the bush."

Pyorn interrupted Moyo.

"..."

Moyo paused for a moment, but still did not respond directly to Pyoen's confession, but said:

"If you have nothing to do, you can stay here as long as you want. I can also play games with you whenever I have free time."

"real?"

Pjorn's mood suddenly turned bright.

Moyu nodded.

"You said that yourself."

Pjorn's coral eyes sparkled brightly.

You can stay as long as you want, and you can play games with Moyu every day.

This is really great!

Pyorn cheered loudly in his heart.

She must become stronger during this period, and then attack Moyu in a counterattack!

Moyu was speechless for a moment when he saw Pyonn's reaction, which could be called a change of expression. This confirmed that this guy really wanted to use the pretext of "falling in love" to entice him to play games.

Looking back on the time spent with Pyorn in the past, although it was relaxed and harmonious, I really didn't notice the existence of some "affection" in Pyorn.

although--

Pyoern was always generous in front of him...

"Put on some clothes so you don't catch a cold."

Moyu suppressed the slightly strange emotion in his heart, looked at Piyon's messy and open shirt, and gave a reminder.

Pyorn gave Moyu a sharp look, then lowered his head and straightened his clothes.

Moyu said nothing more and walked out of the room to the courtyard.

The rat baby jumped up and down behind Moyu, and then watched quietly from the side as Moyu stood in the courtyard swinging the black knife.

The cold wind froze my bones and the snowflakes were flying.

A sudden flash of sword slashed through Bai Xue.

Moyu slowly exhaled a puff of white air, retracted the black knife, and turned away his telekinesis.

Compared with the previous daily swing of the knife, both the speed of swinging the knife and the smoothness of retracting and releasing the knife were lacking.

the reason is--

Moyu's thoughts still stayed on Pyoen's confession just now.

"Let's focus on completing the sword-wielding task first."

He muttered to himself, and immediately materialized the black sword again, suddenly slashing forward with a sharp light.

Women only affect the speed of sword swing.

At least that's the case for now.

in the room.

The luster in Pjorn's eyes gradually faded.

"snort."

She hummed lowly.

"That's okay too."

With that said, she huddled under the quilt again and opened the side-scrolling fighting game.

But the interest is not as high as before.

if possible--

She still hopes to fall in love with Moyu.

After all, there is still a difference between a full meal and a full meal!

at dusk.

Menqi and Kangzai finally returned to the temple.

Although the mountain forest was covered with white snow and ice, the two professional hunters still collected a lot of food.

That night.

Menqi also carefully prepared a large table of delicious food, which was called the farewell banquet.

After all, the ten-day deadline has expired, and it’s time for a certain pestering spirit to leave.

However--

At noon the next day, Menqi frowned and looked at Pyoen who came out of Moyo's room. Seeing that he was holding a hot water bottle and still wearing pajamas, he couldn't help but said: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Why should I leave?"

Pyoern glanced at Menqi very strangely, but he quickly understood.

Oops, I'm jealous.

A hint of cunning flashed across her eyes, and she thought happily in her heart.

Menqi frowned slightly.

Seeing Menqi's reaction, Pyoen smiled and said, "I can stay here as long as I want. Well, it was Moyu who said it~"

"What?"

Crossroads suddenly appeared on Menqi's forehead.

During this period of time, it was precisely because of the existence of this rabbit spirit that she had never practiced with Moyu since she came to the temple.

I originally thought that after ten days, this bunny spirit should just go away.

As a result, I have to stay forever?!

"Menqi, what are you having for lunch today?"

At this moment, Kang Zai passed by and couldn't help but ask about today's lunch.

Menqi, who was furious, glanced at Kang Zai, who was directly bumping into the muzzle of the gun, and said angrily: "You can eat whatever you want!"

"Well?"

Kang Zai was stunned.

What's going on? Is this?

He looked at Menqi doubtfully.

But the other party slapped him on the back of the head and turned to leave.

"What's wrong with Menqi?"

Kang Zai frowned and turned to look at Pyorn.

"How do I know~"

Pyorn left with a brisk pace.

Kang Zai stood there blankly. After a long time, he shook his head and sighed: "Women are so difficult to understand."

Over there in the courtyard.

Moyu swung his sword tirelessly.

The days passed like this.

Soon, two months passed.

During this period of time, Moyu would not only swing his sword thousands of times as usual.

As long as his energy and physical strength allow, he will stay in the ice and snow to continue even after swinging the knife ten thousand times.

This has become his habit.

Pyorn has been staying at the temple for the past two months with Moyo's permission.

She never disturbed Moyu's practice. Only when Moyu was free, she would pester Moyu, shouting that she wanted revenge to regain her position.

Regrettably--

In countless duels, she was always the one being abused.

This is her and Moyu's daily routine.

As time goes by, the relationship between the two has undergone some subtle changes compared to before.

Or……

The two people's daily interactions, conversations, and even physical touches have already taken the form of a couple getting along.

And Kang Zai actually stayed in the temple for more than two months in order to earn money every day.

According to Menqi's words, I didn't expect that there were two shameless people.

Faced with Menqi's extremely offensive words, Kang Zai didn't care at all.

For him, as long as he can get a delicious meal every day, it makes sense to live there shamelessly.

Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't work during this time.

Otherwise, he would not be as leisurely as Pyorn, staying in one place for more than two months.

that's all……

On the day of the beginning of spring, Moyu ushered in the last day of wielding the sword.

As long as you complete 10,000 sword swings today, you will get the corresponding reward.

During this long period of countless sword swings, Moyou actually didn't expect much reward.

But when it comes to the last step, the expectation in my heart will inevitably soar to the top.

"What kind of reward will it be..."

"If it's an ability, it would be best to have the ability to read something like the 'Hundred Styles of Guanyin'."

Moyu swung forward for the thousand and first time, but his thoughts were already focused on the upcoming reward.

He is thinking.

Since Nitro can gradually comprehend the power of Guanyin after thousands of straight punches.

So it’s not surprising that he can get similar results after swinging the knife thousands of times, right?

In this regard,

Moyo had a certain level of expectation.

Beside the courtyard.

Pyoern and Kang Zai were sitting on the stone chairs, as usual, once they had some free time, they would watch Moyu practice his sword.

Menqi was also there.

It’s just that she is not as busy as Pyoen and Kang Zai. She has to complete the daily practice content every day, especially the mastery of the "fa" nen skills, which is related to the improvement of her nen ability.

Interestingly……

When Menqi is practicing "Fa", Shubao will run over to use up some power.

Over time, Menqi also got used to Shubao's behavior of rubbing electricity.

Two hours later.

Moyu swung the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords.

"And one last stab."

At this moment, Moyu's eyes became extremely focused.

With this next stab, he might be able to undergo some transformation.

Maybe that also means that he will say goodbye to the practice of wielding a sword ten thousand times for one year and three months.

"No matter what reward it is, I can accept it calmly."

"Because in the process of this practice, I have obtained what I need most."

Moyou looked forward and felt calm.

Silently, a force of thought appeared on his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a long black knife.

Accompanied by a slight sharp sound breaking through the air, the black knife slashed forward, and the light of the knife disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

The long-lost familiar voice sounded deep in his consciousness.

"You have completed 10,000 swings of the sword, and everything you have is +1."

"You have completed 10,000 swings of the sword, your hardness +1"

"You have completed 10,000 swings of the sword, and the upper limit of your manifest energy will be +15%."

After receiving a lot of information from the rewards, Moyu's mind moved slightly.

Hard +1 and upper limit of manifested energy +15% are both relatively common gains.

On the contrary, "All +1" made Moyu curious.

When he stopped, he removed the black knife, slowly closed his eyes, and his mind sank into the depths of consciousness.

It was still in the space filled with stars, but there was a blazing flame under the night.

Not far from the flames, there were two groups of black thoughts suspended in mid-air, undulating and stirring.

Those are the emotional fragments extracted by Moyu after removing the "Eye of Vision" and "King's Scale", representing the attributes of "illusion" and "corruption" respectively.

Moyu's consciousness passed over these two emotional fragments and turned to the burning flame.

In an instant, the information about "All is over" entered Moyu's head like a spring.

"Is it another Buff-like ability..."

Moyu was slightly surprised.

The so-called all-out is an ability that allows him to collect killing intent and then use it to condense "aura".

But rather than saying it is an ability, it is actually more like a buff similar to when the stars of humanity shine.

itself--

Momentum can also be understood as the aura released by those with mental abilities.

It's just that the strength of this aura is closely related to the total amount of displayed aura.

In other words, those who display the ability to read thoughts with weak aura will definitely not be much stronger in terms of aura.

And those who have strong mental abilities can create an aura that is frightening and intimidating by simply opening their pores and releasing their energy.

So much so that the momentum alone can cause a stress reaction in people, which will then affect the body, and even cause the illusion of "how will I die" in an instant.

The most representative example in the original work is undoubtedly the ant king Meruem and the three guards.

Possessing terrifying manifest aura, they can overwhelm a large group of telepathic users with their sheer aura.

Another example is Jin Fulis.

After he broke into Byande's team alone, he used his momentum to cause a member of Byande's team to have the illusion of "death" and thus lost the will to fight.

The "Everything" given by this impression is exactly a passive buff ability that allows Moyu to condense his momentum.

Normally speaking, there is a certain upper limit to the total amount of manifested Qi of human species, so in terms of condensing Qi, even if you spend your entire life, you will not be able to reach the level of Ant King Meruem.

But "Everyone" gives Moyo this possibility.

For this reward…

Although it is not an ability similar to Baishi Guanyin, it is still acceptable.

"It's all gone."

Moyu opened his eyes, and waves of thought power floated around his body.

Immediately——

A deep, pure murderous intention that seemed to be directly distilled into crystallized form suddenly emanated from Moyu's aura.

The chirping of insects in the courtyard and the chirping of birds in the trees outside.

All fell silent at this moment.

The stone table not far away.

Kang Jae is taking a nap,

Pyorn, who was so bored that he could only pick up his mobile phone and play small games,

Menqi, who concentrates on practicing "hair",

The rat treasure is charging with his telepathy next to him.

They all felt the aura emanating from Moyu in an instant as if it was going to destroy everything.

Kang Zai, who was taking a nap, suddenly woke up as if he was having a nightmare. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Moyu, who was at the center of his momentum.

Pyonn was playing a small game when his hand shook in a hurry, causing the character to die instantly. Then his eyes trembled slightly and he looked at Moyo.

Men Qi, who had concentrated her mental power in her palms, was so shocked by the sudden momentum that the mental power in her hands instantly collapsed, and she turned to look at Moyu in disbelief.

Mouse Bao, who was using Menqi's telepathy, was so frightened that he turned into beads on the spot and fell on the stone table.

Moyo's first attempt at the momentum-increasing effect of "All Era" inevitably alarmed Pyorn and the others.

In their view--

That kind of deep, pure murderous intention would never appear in Moyu's body.

For a moment, it even felt as if Moyou had become another stranger that they didn't know.

"what happened?"

Kang Zai stood up suddenly and looked at Moyu in surprise.

If it was just the momentum, it would not panic him as a member of the twelve earthly branches.

Mainly because the change in Moyuna's momentum was too strange, sudden, and inconsistent.

If he hadn't been here all the time, there would have been speculation that "that guy Moyu might have been possessed by some kind of operating system ability."

Pyoern and Menchi also felt the same way.

The center point of the aura.

Moyu quickly realized something was wrong and stopped thinking about using "All".

As the thoughts ceased, the deep murderous intention lingering in the aura disappeared like spring snow melting.

"The effect is even more... amazing than imagined."

Moyu saw the reaction of Pyorn and the others, and realized the possibility and growth of "All".

This is simply a big hammer that can shake other people's fighting spirit.

As for ordinary people who don't know how to read, when faced with the aura of "all annihilation", they will probably collapse instantly.

"As long as you collect enough killing intent, you can increase the intensity of 'All's End'..."

Moyu suddenly became curious.

If used in battle, what kind of substantive effect would it have on opponents who also have telekinesis abilities?

It’s really difficult to use Pyorn’s reaction alone as a reference.

As his thoughts turned, Moyu thought of the Sky Arena for the first time in a long time.

"Master, you..."

Just then, Menqi came over.

Although Moyou's aura has returned to normal, Menqi still looks a little confused and flustered.

"Sorry, I scared you."

Moyu looked apologetic.

Kang Zai crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and bared his teeth: "Can you please remove the 'men'? I was not scared."

After everyone heard this, they looked at the small traces of sweat on Kang Zai's forehead.

Noticing where everyone's eyes were falling, Kang Zai pretended to be calm and raised his hand to wipe away the sweat.

"It's really hot today."

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

at last.

Facing the questioning from Pyoern and Menqi, Moyu still used the excuse of "unsublimated thoughts of death" to deal with it.

Regarding the existence of "perception", it is a secret that he cannot reveal.

Even if the secret was known to Pyoern and Menqi, he would prefer to use an innocuous excuse to deal with it, so as to avoid the trouble of explaining more.

From this day on, Moyu will no longer swing his sword ten thousand times.

Because the way to improve is to collect killing intent.

"Thousands of people will be killed..."

Moyu stood alone in the main hall, looking up at the majestic King Kong with angry eyes.

All is gone has another name.

That is--

All were killed and thousands of people were killed.

It means killing ten thousand people in battle to condense the momentum.

The career path Moyu chose was that of a bounty hunter, which allowed him to build up his momentum while hunting down criminals.

But this is obviously a long path of cultivation.

But Moyu will not deliberately pursue the improvement of "all".

"Isn't it time for Hawke to come back?"

Moyu withdrew his gaze.

More than two months, not to mention the fact that Chiduo was there to take care of him, was enough for Hawke's injury to heal.

However, Hawke has no plans to come back yet.

Moyu took out his cell phone, hesitated for a moment, and gave up the idea of ​​asking.

He thought of what Chiduo said before: Hawke needs time to accept the current situation.

Putting away his cell phone, Moyou turned his gaze and landed on the altar table in the main hall.

Among the many relics, there are wisps of black thoughts of death flowing.

Moyu still remembers taking out a photo from these relics that was entangled with black thoughts of death.

It was a photo of a female star named Eredin. On the back of the photo, there was a line of last words filled with resentment.

I vaguely remember that the content of the last words was that the owner of the relic was madly infatuated with Eredin and used an extreme tone to accuse Eredin of never looking directly at him.

In order to verify the method of normalcy to eliminate resentment, Moyu sent this photo to the female star Eredin. I don't know if it was sent to Eredin.

If it were delivered, maybe the weak thoughts of death attached to the photo would be purified and sublimated...

You Kexin,Olem Casino.

This large and famous casino is the property of the Hex gangster family, and it is still fully managed by Coco.

A magnificent room on the top floor.

Kou Kou sat in front of an amber desk, holding her cheek with one hand and looking down at the many photos placed on the table.

In these photos, most of them are antiques or jewelry taken from a frontal angle, as well as weapons that look very old.

Among them is a long knife with a blood-colored texture on the blade. Even if it is just a photo, you can feel the sharp edge leaping on the paper.

"Have you not found the mind-killer yet?"

Kou Kou stared at the long knife in the photo.

The things in these photos spread out on the table will appear at auctions in the future, and may also become the collection of a top rich man.

In short, what they have in common is that they are worth a lot of money.

"not yet."

Hearing Kou Kou's words, a man in black clothes nearby answered.

Koko rubbed her brow after hearing this.

This knife will definitely fetch a good price, but there is a strong desire to die lingering on it. If it is not removed, it will be difficult to sell it as a normal commodity.

With her current channels, it is difficult to find a mind-killer.

In the silent silence, Kou Kou turned her eyes and looked at another photo.

In that photo, it was a crown inlaid with seven-color gems that Moyu and Menqi brought out from the ruins.

No time... 6200 words long chapter.

The white one is waiting for me tomorrow.

7,000 words are at your fingertips, 8,000 words are close at hand, 9,000 words are a stone’s throw away, and 10,000 words are just around the corner!


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