Yu Xingxing looked at Mr. Mo and said, "Mr. Mo, you overestimate me. You think I can save the world if I win a game."
Mr. Mo laughed loudly, and Mao Ling'er also laughed.
"Okay, very good. To achieve such great results and to be able to see the situation clearly requires a clear mind." Mr. Mo stroked a few beards on his chin and continued: "I will come to Camalonge during the winter vacation.
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"Mr. Mo, Imperial Capital Shiwu has hired me and said that I will participate in their winter camp." Yu Xingxing said with a little lack of confidence.
"Their winter camp is not on the same level as Camalongi. You can choose whichever one you want to go to." Mr. Mo seemed to be giving him the right to choose, but in fact, the choice had already been made for him.
"Mr. Mo, I'm going to Camalongi." Yu Xingxing looked at Mr. Mo, fearing that he would choose to go to the winter camp, and gave him reassurance.
"Very good." Mr. Mo nodded.
"Ruan Hui was seriously injured in this competition..." Yu Xingxing was about to tell Mr. Mo.
"I have already gone to see him, and now the dangerous period has passed." Mr. Mo said to him, "It's just that he still needs to rest for half a month."
Yu Xingxing looked at Mr. Mo, everything was under his control, that was good.
"I'm still thinking about visiting him during the winter vacation. Can we just meet him directly at Camalonge?" Yu Xingxing continued.
"There are a few days in the winter vacation that are the Spring Festival, so you can take a week off." Mr. Mo told him, which meant that he wanted to see someone and make full use of this week.
"Okay!" Yu Xingxing said immediately, it's always good to have a holiday.
"We found the place on the map in the score last time." Mr. Mo said to him again.
"Is there any treasure inside?" Yu Xingxing asked with a smile.
"It was a very dangerous place, and one of us almost didn't make it back!" Mr. Mo said with a serious face.
Yu Xingxing remembered that this time at the entrance of the siphon cave, a master who was slightly worse than Mr. Mo was sucked in.
The dangerous place that Mr. Mo mentioned must be even worse.
"Is it on earth?" Yu Xingxing asked again.
"Yes, when you upgrade to the Shixiong stage, you can practice spatial recognition, and then I can take you to see this place."
"Is it a certain La Lian Library?" Yu Xingxing couldn't help but think so when he heard Mr. Mo talking about space.
The space outside the La Lian Library was impossible to escape from his line of sight. There was another layer of space.
Mr. Mo nodded: "It's in the La Lian Library, and there are ferocious beasts around."
Yu Xingxing's heart sank, the dark energy in the Lalan Library became even more rampant; and the music score was obviously passed down by the Dark Messenger; that place was either a trap or a pie!
Anyway, he can't see that place now, so he shouldn't care about it yet.
He took out the painting and white cloth again, handed them to Mr. Mo to look at, and said: "Old Mo, in this Chinese martial arts competition, the treasures obtained in the last two dimensions are very literary and artistic."
Mr. Mo looked at the painting carefully and touched it twice with his hands.
"On the surface, this is just a landscape painting, a very beautiful scenery." Mr. Mo said, "But once you are confused by it, it will lead you to another place."
Suddenly, he was stunned: "This other place is very similar to that place."
"What?" Yu Xingxing was also a little stunned. What kind of place is it that deserves to be praised over and over again?
And is it spread so secretly?
Is this really a treasure provided by the competition?
Or did someone tamper with the treasure?
Yu Xingxing's doubts are getting bigger and bigger.
"Yu Xingxing, it seems that this is not an accident. Anyone who can mark this kind of map must not be an ordinary person." Mr. Mo also began to be confused.
"Mr. Mo, and this white cloth is even more confusing." Yu Xingxing handed the cloth to Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo looked at it, his face getting darker and bluer.
"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet," he murmured, "The next sentence is: The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered."
"They have started to declare war!" Mr. Mo suddenly turned his head and said to Yu Xingxing: "Put these two canvases away, they can also be used for self-defense. Come to Camalongji during the winter vacation."
"Old Mo, what's wrong?" Yu Xingxing looked at Mr. Mo's sudden rush, and he was a little worried.
"They have already taken action. I have to go back and make arrangements as soon as possible." Mr. Mo said: "During this period, you should make a training plan yourself and your swordsmanship should be improved to another level."
After speaking, Mr. Mo disappeared without waiting for Yu Xingxing to reply.
Yu Xingxing looked at the canvas, and thought about what Mr. Mo just said, "The east wind is powerless and the flowers can wither." Have they really started?
Mao Ling'er also looked at him with a confused face: "It looks very dangerous."
"Mao Linger, from now on I will be the one walking on the edge of a knife!" Yu Xingxing held it in his arms.
"Why do you look so happy?" Mao Ling'er didn't understand. When walking on the tip of a knife, doesn't that mean you have to be careful every step of the way?
"I finally guessed something: this bad guy in the dark space tried every means to pass on information to me and lure me there." Yu Xingxing said: "Don't you know that Mr. Mo has identified him and identified their follow-up actions.
Tell me, have I made a great contribution?"
"Why do I feel that Mr. Mo has made great contributions?" Mao Ling'er listened to Yu Xingxing's words, and no matter how he thought about it, it seemed that he was a fool, and Mr. Mo was the hero.
"You don't understand," Yu Xingxing put Mao Ling'er down and said, "Without me as a bait, they won't reveal the information."
"Well, it seems that your bait is quite successful." Mao Ling'er looked like he suddenly understood.
"That's right, everything I do is done in a decent way!" Yu Xingxing said with an air of arrogance.
They can have two days off today and tomorrow, followed by the weekend.
He planned to go to Fat Hu's house on the weekend, that is, to his godfather's house.
In the past two days, he was supposed to study the painting and calligraphy, but as a result, Mr. Mo finished the study in one morning.
Then, if he has time, he can go to Zhang Yu's house to investigate.
They are famous in Wuhai City, even the entire Ludong, the entire China, and the entire earth.
Otherwise, Wu Ling'er and Zhang Yu's study abroad procedures would not have been completed so smoothly.
He wanted to find out whether there was dark energy similar to La Lianku in their home; to find out what made Ma Fu determined to break away from them.
Want to confirm whether the entire family has gone dark, or only some members?
Of course, instead of his original body, he will become...well...a less annoying little flea, or Xiaoqiang.
Because it is winter now, there can be no other insects.
If a dragonfly or grasshopper suddenly came to the house, they would probably
They were frightened.
Thinking of this, Yu Xingxing shook his head, it was really hard for him.
After breakfast, he was ready to set off.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang, he picked it up, and Fang Yuanfang's voice came: "Xingxing, are you free today?"
Yu Xingxing didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Let's just say he's free. He has something to do, although it's not that important.
You might say he's not free, but what's more important than Sister Fang's affairs?
So, he said: "Sister Fang, you are free, what do you want?"
"My father said that he knew Xuan Zhengyuan and knew that he had gone home to recuperate." Fang Yuanfang's somewhat excited voice came: "Let's go and take a look together."
"Okay, where is his home?" Yu Xingxing asked.
"In the Imperial Capital!" Fang Yuanfang said it without feeling that it was far away.
"Well, Sister Fang, are you sure we can go back today if we go today?" Yu Xingxing asked again.
"I'll go today and come back tomorrow." Fang Yuanfang continued: "Xuan Zhengyuan is also at the Imperial Space Research Institute. He should be my teacher."
"Really, that's great!" Yu Xingxing also said immediately. He remembered that he had obtained a few small particles from the head of Quan Langdu in the Lalian Library of the Ludong League. Did he bring it to Xuan Zheng?
Yuan, let him help with research?
"After visiting him, we stopped by Imperial Capital Shiwu to have a look. If you don't want to participate in their winter camp, you have to explain it in person. This will be more sincere." Fang Yuanfang continued, saying that she was going to attend the winter camp of Imperial Space Research Institute.
So there is no such problem.
"Sister Fang, you are so thoughtful." Yu Xingxing said sincerely.
"You clean up, we will set off in a moment to catch the high-speed train at 8 o'clock in the morning." Fang Yuanfang said.
"Okay!" Yu Xingxing jumped up, and Mao Ling'er was startled.
Well, when I come back tomorrow, I will go to Zhang Yu’s house to investigate.
"Sister Fang and I are going to the Imperial Capital today and won't be back until tomorrow. Do you want to go with us?" Yu Xingxing asked Mao Ling'er.
"What am I going to do? Be a big lightbulb?" Mao Ling'er is very self-aware.
"Very good. Well, what gift do you think I should bring?" Yu Xingxing asked again.
"You can tell him the experience of the ten-level Lianqing library. This is more valuable than any gift." Mao Ling'er said.
"I can't just go with my words, but also with my sincerity." Yu Xingxing rummaged through the boxes and finally found the fine wine that his father had hidden at the bottom of the box.
"Okay, that's it, it's finally come in use, and it's finally going to show its value!" Yu Xingxing sighed.
"If that Xuan Zhengyuan knew who your parents were, he would definitely feel sorry for you even more." Mao Ling'er said.
"He knows Uncle Fang Zhen, and he should know my parents as well." Yu Xingxing nodded: "So, this bottle of fine wine is even more meaningful."
Yu Xingxing picked it up carefully and suddenly remembered that you cannot carry more than 100 ml of liquid with you on the plane, not even in the space bag; it must be checked in.
He was a little embarrassed. There was nothing else to check, so why not just transport a bottle of wine?
It seems that the value of this bottle of wine has soared.
Yu Xingxing thought for a moment and decided to check his suitcase instead of putting it in a small pocket.
Maybe Xuan Zhengyuan was so happy when he saw this bottle of wine that he directly accepted Sister Fang as his disciple, which would be even more valuable.