The soldier is a girl

Chapter 995 106: If you lose, you will become a monk
Half an hour later, Mu Mansion.

When Mo Ling came with Mu Jin, who looked particularly weak, Mu Peng was wielding a sword in the yard.

"You're here, bastard." As he said that, Mu Peng directly raised his foot and kicked a long sword on the side weapon rack towards Mo Ling, "Two moves."

Regardless of whether Mo Ling would catch the sword or not, he grabbed the big knife in his hand and charged forward.

This attitude completely ignored Mu Jin.

Mu Jin didn't care about it at all, instead she took the initiative to retreat to a relatively safe place and watched directly.

Is she that foolhardy?

Let's not say that she is a weak person who needs to be cultivated now. Let's talk about Old General Mu. Since Mo Ling's master must have two brushes, she will not be so blind and act on emotion. Even Mo Ling thought she was looking for trouble.

It's a pity that she is not, she came to see it seriously, and after reading it, she will study the cracking moves by the way.

When Mu Peng rushed to Mo Ling with the sword in hand, Mo Ling had already caught the sword, and directly blocked the coming sword, and then there was a ping-pong sound of the sword colliding with the sword.

Although he was dealing with it, Mo Ling always looked at Mu Jin from time to time, and he was a little inattentive in the response, but after watching it for a while, he knew that he was worrying too much. Jia Ajin, or in other words, was misled by her previous appearance so much that she forgot how sensible she is.

Seeing that Mo Ling was always looking at Hibiscus inattentively, Mu Peng was dissatisfied, "Bastard, look, I am your opponent. If you are distracted when you are fighting with me, I am not afraid that I will chop you up. I am I won't be merciful, don't hurt anyone and so-and-so will blow their hair." These words are enough to insinuate.

Although the insinuation is also hate, she can't take a seat, but she can attack back in reverse.

Thinking of Mu Jin, he smiled and said, "General, concentrate, you won the battle, and I will cook for you at noon." But these words were not enough to overwhelm Mo Ling's nerves, and then, "We lost..."

Speaking of Mu Jin, he paused for a while, and Mo Ling instinctively waited for Mu Jin's answer, so he became even more inattentive. This made Mu Peng on the opposite side slash Mo Ling's hand so hard that he almost dropped it. sword in hand.

"If you lose, you can become a monk. It's good to eat fast and chant Buddha every day."

Hearing this, Mo Ling's hands trembled even more than when Mu Peng slashed at him just now. The rice can be skipped, but the monk can't do it. This is definitely the rhythm of his death. , for the sake of your disciple's sexual happiness, please sacrifice it.

Mu Peng hadn't realized how the monk was involved, the sword in Mo Ling's hand, which was so precarious that it was about to fall, was instantly filled with strength, and he pushed back the big sword that was suppressing him, and then it was full Bitter Qi's counterattack was like being beaten with chicken blood, and Mu Peng was caught off guard.

Mo Ling can't lose, Mu Peng hasn't been able to have a smooth duel with others for a long time, and Mo Ling's ruthless hands are even more ruthless, so it is said that it is a match, but it is a deadly move. Of course, the reason why the two are like this is that they know each other If he had the ability to catch it, he didn't retain his strength. For a while, the whole yard was filled with the sound of clashing swords and swords.

(End of this chapter)