Not long after, the demon named Mo Shangyun appeared in front of the four of them.
Because he had witnessed Mo Shangyun's bad deeds, Lu Jingye felt flustered for no reason when he saw her now.
——This is the woman who kept Liang Zhiqiong in the dark and was completely devoted to her!
If possible, Lu Jingye would still like to label Mo Shangjun as a "scumbag".
But, he didn't dare.
"Yes, is something wrong?"
Facing Mo Bapi, whom they recognized, a student stood up and asked Mo Shangyun nervously.
There is still a trace of bruise on the corner of Mo Shangjun's right eye, but under the light of the flashlight, the trace of bruise is like a tattoo. As she raises her eyebrows and chuckles, the trace of bruise floats.
I don't know why, but she looks weird, like a witch.
The military uniform full of righteousness could not stop the evil spirit in her body.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, Mo Shangyun looked at them with a smile and asked, "Can you count me in?"
What?
Count you in?
The other three people were still confused, but Lu Jingye quickly replied: "We have no extra equipment."
"This is easy to handle," Mo Shangyun sincerely gave them advice, "Can't we just bring someone out to be the referee?"
Partner No. 1: "..." Damn it!
Partner No. 2: "..." Wo Ri!
Partner No. 3: "..." Shameless!
Lu Jingye: "..." She is indeed a witch!
"If any of you beat me, I will let Ding Jing be responsible for your supper for a week." Mo Shangjun put his hands in his trouser pockets and spoke slowly, like a devil who had just walked out of hell. She
Smiling like a spring breeze, he promised every word, "I will do what I say."
Everyone: "..." Come on, why are you betting on Ding Jing?! Isn't Ding Jing innocent?!
However, Mo Shangyun's request made them ready to take action.
Especially since Lu Jingye followed Ding Jing for Liang Zhiqiong, Ding Jing has been exploiting them...
No matter whether it is Mo Shangjun or Ding Jing, since they can be mixed together, there is no good thing!
"Okay," Partner No. 1 finally chose to compromise, "I'll quit and I'll give you the backpack."
Mo Shangyun nodded, but did not come closer, but said: "I have a request here."
Everyone: "..."
Mom, do you still have requests?!
After a while, Lu Jingye snorted and said, "You tell me."
Mo Shangjun said: "Winning or losing, God knows this and earth knows it. You know it and I know it."
"OK."
Gritting his teeth, Lu Jingye simply agreed.
The others thought it was nothing, so they all nodded.
They thought this request was insignificant, but they didn't know until much later that because of such a promise, many people were unknowingly crushed by Mo Shangjun's strength until nothing was left.
…
The load is 0 kg, and the armed cross-country is 0 kilometers.
After experiencing three times the training during the day, this was like an extreme sport for them who were exhausted.
For Lu Jingye and others, as long as they can grit their teeth and complete this task, tonight, for them, is destined to be a blow that people do not want to recall.
Because Mo Shangyun joined them.
Nearly three hours later, Lu Jingye and three others ran back half-dead, carrying heavy backpacks.
As soon as they arrived at the original location, they fell down.
"I'm useless."
"Don't call me. Whether I can get up or not depends on my fate. If not, I will stay here tonight."
The two companions beside him all spoke out, but Lu Jingye didn't even have the strength to speak.
His entire training uniform was soaked with sweat, and he didn't even have time to take off his backpack. He just lay on it unevenly, then looked up at the sky like the rest of his life, without even bothering to move his fingers.
However, as soon as Lu Jingye closed his eyes, a back figure flashed in his mind.
——Mo Shangjun, a silhouette that can never be surpassed.
Just thinking of these three words, Lu Jingye felt trembling all over his body, and there was a sense of urgency in his heart.
Thinking of this, Lu Jingye suddenly turned over from the ground and sat up, but was soon forcibly pulled back by the backpack that had not been removed from his back.
Lu Jingye fell down again.
Xiao Qiang, who had been watching the three of them running, sighed when he saw Lu Jingye's stupid move, and then walked towards him, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Xiao Qiang muttered while helping Lu Jingye take off the backpack from his shoulders.
Unburdened, Lu Jingye sat up from the ground, then turned around and grabbed Xiao Qiang's wrist, "Xiao Qiang, when did Mo Shangyun come back?"
Mentioning the name "Mo Shangjun", Xiao Qiang's expression changed slightly, but it also reminded the two companions who were pretending to be dead next to him. Although they did not move, they could not help but echo the question.
——"Yes, when did Mo Shangyun come back?"
——"We won't see her when we come back. Have you followed her?"
Xiao Qiang, who was still reeling from the blow, sat back on the ground, then stretched out his hands to rub his face.
Xiao Qiang did not stupidly wait for them to come back, but walked lightly to accompany them to complete the 0 kilometers.
His speed is naturally faster than that of carrying 0 kilograms on his back, but this only lasts for a while.
After running about 5 kilometers, Mo Shangyun began to accelerate. Later, because the distance between him and them was widened, Lu Jingye and others asked Xiao Qiang to keep up with Mo Shangyun. When they returned, Xiao Qiang and Mo Shangyun
Junyou met them, but at that time they were still one kilometer away from the finish line.
After that, everything that happened... Lu Jingye and the others didn't know anything about it.
Xiao Qiang has never seen such terrifying physical strength. He is like a robot. He knows no fatigue and no limits. In the second half of the journey, Mo Shangjun almost kept accelerating, accelerating, accelerating. Even Mo Shangyun, who was traveling lightly, was in the distance.
When they were still three kilometers from the starting point, they could not catch up with Mo Shangjun, who was carrying 0 kilograms.
However, when Xiao Qiang gritted his teeth and ran back, he found that Mo Shangyun had disappeared, leaving only a backpack they used.
People are running 0 kilometers with 0 kilograms of weight, but you can’t run without any weight?!
The terrible thing is that the other party is still a woman!
Xiao Qiang has been in shock since he came back and has never recovered.
With shock in his heart, Xiao Qiang raised his eyes to look at them and told them roughly what happened.
As expected, the response I got was wide-eyed silence.
They couldn't even say "Is it true?"
There is no need to lie about this kind of thing.
However, this difference in physical fitness is probably only one or two levels, right?
They feel like they've been hit hard inside.
After a while, Lu Jingye suggested: "Take a ten-minute break and let's train for another half an hour before going back."
Partner No. 1: "Yeah."
Partner No. 2: "Okay."
Xiao Qiang also nodded, "Get up early tomorrow."
Then, there was no more words.
*
At eleven o'clock, Mo Shangjun said goodbye to the second batch of "challenged people", and then slowly returned to the student dormitory building with his trouser pockets in a good mood.
Mo Shangyun just arrived on the third floor.
However, after seeing Ding Jing standing at the door of the "Red Room", all Mo Shangjun's happy mood immediately disappeared.
Mo Shangyun walked over with a sullen face.
At this time, the lights were all turned off and there was no light in the room. However, the street lights in the base and the moon hanging in the sky were enough for people to walk without using a flashlight.
Naturally, Mo Shangjun could also clearly see Ding Jing standing at the door with a 'cheesy' smile on his face.
"Boss, are you coming back so late?"
As soon as he saw Mo Shangyun coming, Ding Jing asked Mo Shangyun in an awkward manner.
Mo Shangjun glanced at her coldly, "Can you disappear in front of me?"
"You are a bit fanciful." Ding Jing helplessly exposed her delusion.
If possible, Ding Jing wouldn't want to hang out in front of Mo Shangyun.
But, who told them to live in the same dormitory?
You can't see anyone when you lower your head but not when you raise your head. In addition, Mo Shangyun's appearance has been ruined today...
Tsk.
Ding Jing felt that she was lucky that Mo Shangjun did not kill her.
Because whoever dares to do this to her should have been killed by her.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and looked at Ding Jing's face, wondering where to start to vent his anger.
However, Mo Shangyun finally endured it.
Mo Shangjun said: "Go and pour the water for washing your feet."
Ding Jing immediately said: "That's good."
Mo Shangjun smiled suddenly, but the smile was weird and scary. She said every word: "Then pour it again."
Ding Jing: "...Oh." Just be happy.
Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun glanced to the side.
It was rare that he and Mo Shangjun were on the same brain wave. Ding Jing quickly took a step to the side. Then, Mo Shangjun came directly to the door, opened the door and walked in.
Ding Jing then walked in, and under Mo Shangjun's lewd force, poured another basin of water for Mo Shangyun's feet. However, Mo Shangjun did not soak his feet, but took his clothes and took a bath.
When she came out of the shower, the water for her feet was already cold.
Mo Shangjun looked at Ding Jing with a half-smile.
Ding Jing understood, and sadly went to pour a basin of water for Mo Shangjun's feet. Then while Mo Shangjun was soaking his feet, he was thrown onto the balcony by Mo Shangjun to wash Mo Shangjun's clothes.
Every time he rubbed his clothes, Ding Jing would scold himself in his mind - Why can't he control his hands? Have you learned your lesson now? Things are getting more and more fun, right?
Ouch, this poor guy has never washed anyone's clothes in his life...
Mo Shangjun watched her sitting on the balcony washing clothes like a young daughter-in-law. His mood had improved a little, but after soaking his feet, he wiped the bruises with the medicine given by Yan Tianxing and felt a burst of pain - he couldn't help but recall today.
He was tortured by Ding Jing, and then he became angry.
So, Mo Shangyun even handed over the task of pouring the water for washing feet to Ding Jing.
When Mo Shangjun "bullied" Ding Jing, Qin Xue pretended to be mute and said nothing, while Tang Shi huddled in the bed and watched, thinking that the two of them were quite interesting.
After all, this was the first time I saw Mo Shangyun "suffering" like this.
After struggling for half an hour, Mo Shangjun dried his hair and went to bed.
Ding Jing was also a person who kept his word. He told her to tidy up her bedding, but he actually folded her bedding into tofu cubes.
However, when Mo Shangjun felt a little better, she noticed something placed on her quilt.
"Ding Jing!"
Suppressing his anger and tone, Mo Shangyun shouted these two words to the balcony.
Immediately, Ding Jing quickly ran in from the balcony.
Ding Jing asked enthusiastically: "What's the matter?"
"Tell me, what is this?!" Mo Shangjun picked up the things on the 'tofu cubes' and asked Ding Jing.
Ding Jing raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "How do you feel about the chrysanthemums? Are you in a good mood?"
Mo Shangjun showed her a fierce but friendly smile, "Why is it white?"
Ding Jing said matter-of-factly: "There is only white paper."
"Thank you!"
"polite."
Ding Jing waved his hand modestly.
The next moment, Na and Bai Juhua smashed towards Ding Jing.
Ding Jing subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.
Then, she heard Mo Shangjun bite his tongue and say angrily: "I gave it to you, put it on the bedside, and sleep with it every night."
After saying that, Mo Shangyun lifted the quilt and lay down.
Just looking at her makes me feel angry.
"..."
Ding Jing looked at her inexplicably, then played with the chrysanthemum in his hand.
What's the matter? She thinks she did a pretty good job.
Tang Shi sighed helplessly, then poked his head out of the bed and waved to Ding Jing.
After Ding Jing walked over, Tang Shi leaned down and whispered a few words in her ear.
Ding Jing: "..."
It’s just a gift of flowers, why is there so much detail?
After hesitating for a moment, Ding Jing grabbed the white chrysanthemums and returned to Mo Shangjun's bedside.
"Eh."
Ding Jing knocked on the railing with his hand.
"Sister Mo?"
"Boss?"
Mo Shangjun tolerated her for a few seconds, and finally turned over unbearably. She stared at Ding Jing fiercely and said fiercely: "Sister Ding, we are born to be magnanimous and never hold grudges. Let's just end this matter, okay?"