The Hung Fist Kid pouted, Δ.

Whether it is Hu Que or Hong Fist Boy, the result of the military merit checker in the hands of the two of them is the same, it is indeed thirty military merits.

It was a good thing that there was no increase, but then, everyone was puzzled.

Yesterday it was still thirty-one military merits, and if it didn't increase today, why is it a little less?

"I'll go, this guy, it's too much!"

"Ma Shao, we have to talk to him well, it's not as wasteful as him. ”

Suddenly, Hu Que's face turned red, which was called an anger burning.

Especially when talking about these two words, it is even more gritted teeth, making it clear that it is not just a simple talk.

Ma Shao, Hong Quan Boy and others were stunned for a moment, and then came up to take a look, and then, everyone's faces sank.

Faintly realizing that the situation was wrong, Han Mingxi didn't say a word, and quickly clicked on the detailed inquiry, and at a glance, he understood what was going on.

Excessive?

The value of military merit is incomparably precious, not only the value of military merit itself, but also represents the glory of an emperor, which should not be insulted.

But this Mo Fan actually used his military merit to offset the accommodation and food expenses.

Just kidding, the accommodation and food expenses of the recruit training base are only a few dollars, this Mo Fan, do you dare to pick some more?

The point is, does this person still have the consciousness of being an emperor?

"Ma Shao, I can't help it, I'll teach him a lesson first. ”

The Hong Fist boy blushed and looked quite angry, in fact, he was already happy in his heart.

He was still thinking about how to find a chance to teach that kid a lesson, but who knows, that kid actually sent an excuse to him by himself, this is definitely the rhythm of his own death.

"That's enough! This is a recruit training base, not our home, don't want to fight at every turn. ”

"Using military merits to offset accommodation and food expenses, this Mo Fan dares to waste military merits so blatantly, we can report this matter to the military and let the military deal with it. ”

Ma Shao had a cold face, glanced at the Hongquan boy lightly, and looked faintly dissatisfied, so frightened that the Hongquan boy didn't dare to say anything anymore.

However, after listening to Ma Shao's later words, Hong Fist Boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly admired in his heart:

"It's worthy of Ma Shao, this trick is clever. ”

"No matter how high that kid's talent in cultivating martial arts is, what if he dares to waste his military exploits like this, once the military top brass knows about it, his future will be completely ruined. ”

"I don't do it myself, but in a quiet situation, I easily ruin the other party's future, this is the highest state of the Yin people. ”

Yes, wasting military merits, which is quite shameful in the minds of many real soldiers, and they are not even worthy of claiming to be emperors.

Of course, the use of military merits to offset food and accommodation expenses is still within the scope of the emperor's regulations.

Therefore, even if this matter is reported, the military department will not really deal with Mo Fan, otherwise, it will be a blatant question of the military department's clear regulations.

But just making the military department upset was enough to affect Mo Fan's future prospects.

Mo Fan was in no mood to pay attention to these, on this day, except for lunch and dinner, he spent almost all of his time in the practice room, and he was beaten all the way.

If you change people, even if you can carry it, I'm afraid you will already be haggard.

But Mo Fan didn't have anything to do, except that his face became paler, his eyes were burning.

It's just beaten, and you won't die, the key is to harvest, as long as you harvest enough, no matter how much you are beaten, it's worth it.

Late at night, Mo Fan sat on the bed and contacted Tears of Roselle again.

After making sure that no one was watching him, he ignored the sarcasm of Roselle's Tears and pointed at his eyebrows, and the Spirit Pattern suddenly appeared and landed on his hand.

The appearance of the Contemplation Spirit Pattern at this time was completely different from that night, there was no spirituality and liveliness, and even the aura on the surface was completely dimmed.

Different from the Nine Palaces Spirit Pattern, the Condensing Spirit Pattern is a spirit pattern outside the Nine Palaces, once the spiritual power is exhausted, there is no way to replenish it in time, in order to protect itself, it will not exhaust the origin and collapse directly, it can only fall into a deep sleep.

If he wanted to reawaken it, Mo Fan would have to spend a huge amount of spiritual power to inject it into it, or simply give up, let it fend for itself, and then draw a new spiritual pattern.

Because the amount of spiritual power required to reawaken the Condensing Spirit Pattern is definitely greater than redrawing a Spirit Pattern.

Moreover, redrawing a concentrating spirit pattern was not difficult for Mo Fan at all.

Mo Fan retracted his mind and closed his eyes.

In the depths of his consciousness, the Bright Holy Pattern shook slightly, and it didn't need Mo Fan to open his mouth at all, it seemed to know what Mo Fan wanted to do.

The next moment, a bit of milky white light flew out from the depths of consciousness like lightning and slammed straight into the seal around the Nine Palace Spirit Pattern.

There was a faint muffled sound in his body, and a look of pain flashed on Mo Fan's face, but he didn't say anything, and decisively swallowed back the fishy sweetness that surged up his throat.

"Heal Spirit Pattern!"

With this low shout, a pale red light suddenly flew out of his eyebrows, sparing him around.

In just a few moments, all the internal injuries in the body gradually began to heal.

didn't dare to delay too much time, and then, Mo Fan hurriedly held the condensing spirit pattern in his hand, and the nine palace spirit patterns in the center of his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly.

A frenzy of spiritual power left the spirit realm, passed through the gate formed by the Nine Palaces Spirit Pattern, flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and frantically surged towards this Condensing Spirit Pattern.

With the support of the huge spiritual power, the originally dim condensing spirit pattern gradually gained a little more spiritual light.

A moment later, the Spirit Pattern suddenly jumped out of his hand and scurried through the dark bedroom for a long time before it was quiet again.

"Enough fun, then go ahead. ”

"However, don't overdraw this time, the spiritual power just spent can almost redraw two spirit patterns. ”

Mo Fan didn't stop the Spirit Pattern, and let the little guy play around for a while, until the little guy returned to him, he smiled lightly and spoke.

The Condensing Spirit Pattern seemed to be a little unhappy, and suddenly ran to Mo Fan's face and bumped it a few times, obviously expressing dissatisfaction.

The spirit pattern is only an imaginary form, not a physical body, and ordinary people can't see it at all.

Even if it hits him in the face, to be honest, the feeling is not very obvious, and only Mo Fan, the master, can feel that the spirit pattern is a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, don't worry, as long as you don't play by yourself, I promise I won't give up on you. ”

Mo Fan rolled his eyes, and reluctantly comforted the little guy a few words, which made the little guy obediently sink into his eyebrows again.

The Bright Holy Pattern could only suppress the seal for a while, and at this time, the Nine Palace Spirit Pattern had already been sealed again.

Losing the Nine Palaces Spirit Pattern, his rune master power disappeared again.

But fortunately, the power of the Spirit Pattern was not affected.

End of chapter