Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

"Don't shake Bilian!"

"Zhang Chulan, you are shameless, despicable and shameless!"

Suddenly, the audience roared excitedly.

why?

It's just because Zhang Chulan tricked others into adjusting the breath first, and then took the opportunity to sneak attack.

Such a shameless move.

It simply refreshed the three views of the people present.

"You actually did such a shameful act! Is there no one Zhang Chulan cares about in this world?"

Zhang De's eyes widened. Zhang Chulan's operation was completely unexpected for a straightforward man like him.

Wu Jiulu also opened his mouth wide, "Hey, this handsome boy is so insidious, you have to stay away from him in the future."

Both of them have relatively high moral standards.

This kind of shameless behavior, the two of them can't learn it anyway.

Mo Wen already knew about it, so he wasn't surprised.

I just thought about it a little bit.

Forget both favor and disgrace, not be affected by foreign objects.

Be clear about what you want.

Zhang Chulan, who is only 19 years old and has been in hiding for ten years, has developed a mind that is far superior to her peers through the polishing of the world.

If such a talent grows up.

What benefits can it bring to yourself?

"Well, you can think about it."

Mo Wen looked indifferent, and his opinion of Zhang Chulan was slightly improved from the beginning as a high-quality leek.

"Yi Baihu, the winner, Zhang Chulan!"

Zhang Chulan left the venue with a smile on his face, not caring the slightest bit of scolding at him.

That's it.

Scold, whatever you want to scold.

It's best that you all just remember not to shake Bilian, not the source of energy.

In this way, I can move one step closer to a peaceful life.

But before leaving the venue.

Zhang Chulan caught sight of Mo Wen in the audience from the corner of his eye.

This made his heart skip a beat.

"Brother Mo also came to watch my game, so is he not too angry with me?"

"Want to try it?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan turned his eyes and paid attention.

After walking out of the venue.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket and made a call.

"Hey, Miss Bao'er, you're like this..."

After a while.

Mo Wen looked bored watching another group of matches in the field below.

Even Wu Jiulu and Zhang De were the same.

in their eyes.

These people's games are like child's play, the shots are flat, without the slightest murderous intent.

Although it is a discussion in a grand event.

Killing hands are not allowed either.

But the outside world has no rules to protect itself.

Once you make a move, you must make the opponent lose the ability to resist as quickly as possible.

And this game.

It looked like you punched me and kicked me, and the punch was hearty.

In fact, there are not so many bells and whistles in real fighting.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see here."

Mo Wen stood up, ready to leave.

Wu Jiulu and Zhang De also stood up.

At this moment, a figure with long ink-like hair swaying in the wind, exuding a faint fragrance, stood in front of Mo Wen.

Although the appearance looks a bit sloppy, there is a sense of freedom in every gesture.

It's just that few people can notice this detail.

"Huh? Who are you, why are you blocking the way of our palace master?"

Zhang De asked with a crisp voice, frowning.

At 1.5 meters, he looks like a child who is talking like an adult.

"I'm here to find your palace master."

Feng Baobao didn't look at Zhang De, his clear eyes exuded a warm luster, and he stared straight at Mo Wen.

"What do you want from me, Baobao Feng?"

Mo Wen sized her up and asked with interest.

speak up.

Awakening the memory of the previous life, stepping into the circle for so long, I have never had a good communication with this woman who carries out the plot of the one-person world.

Although there is nothing to communicate.

The two even had a fight.

Feng Baobao paused, and gently pulled her hair behind her ears with her slender fingers: "I want to invite you to watch the game together."

"is it okay?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Mo Wen didn't respond yet.

Wu Jiulu and Zhang De stared wide-eyed.

What the hell!

Is it...

Is this the legendary date! ?

......

Chapter 153 Feng Baobao, do you want to bury me?

While the two were in a daze.

Mo Wen looked at Feng Baobao with great interest, "Invited me to watch the game? Just the two of us?"

"Well, just the two of us."

Feng Baobao nodded slightly, and stared at Mo Wen with calm and clear eyes.

In fact, Feng Baobao is not ugly, on the contrary it can be said to be beautiful.

Fair skin, coordinated facial features, slender and even hot body.

Plus those eyes that are as calm and moist as a lake.

If she dresses up well, this is a woman no less than the bone scraper Xia He.

"Okay, let's go then."

Mo Wen smiled and agreed.

He was a little curious, and asked Feng Baobao to come over to find out what his guy wanted to do.

Kidnap?threaten?Play the emotional card?

Several thoughts flashed through Mo Wen's mind quickly.

On the surface he was calm.

Prepare to see what kind of tricks the people behind Feng Baobao will play.

"Oh~, let's talk about the palace master, Brother Zhang and I will just take a look..."

Wu Jiulu winked at Zhang De beside him.

Zhang De also reacted, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "That's right, Ah Lu and I went to another place, and there happened to be acquaintances nearby."

"Beauty, I will leave it to you as the master of my house."

After finishing speaking, the two of them secretly winked at Mo Wen and left with their shoulders crossed.

Just kidding, how could they ruin the good deeds of their own palace master?

As for whether it was designed by someone, it must be against Mo Wen.

Then they don't have to worry about it.

Dare to set up an ambush against the hall master, and don't think about whether his head is hard enough.