"Hey, what a poor car!"

The man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like he had drunk too much coffee because he got off work, commented on the car Mo Ye chose.

"I've always wondered if this broken car belongs to that 'master'...... I finally met it today...... Wait...... I'll post a circle of friends~"

The man who looked like he should have been lying in bed a long time ago with dark circles under his eyes took out his mobile phone from his arms and took a photo of Mo Ye and the broken car very quickly.

That speed made Mo Ye, who was at a loss for a while (actually being a thief, have a weak heart), not enough to stop.

Never mind...... This outfit shouldn't be revealing...... Let's get out of the city first, and don't make a fuss.

As long as he thought about it, Mo Ye directly ignored this 'photo man', and used his body to block the car door and completed the unlocking with his mental power.

Fortunately, it is an old style car, and the lock of the door is relatively simple and can be opened.

Get in the car, close the door, start the car in the same way as when you open the door, and drive away before the real owner of the car arrives.

After the training of "Resident Evil", Mo Ye's driving skills have reached a certain level, and there is no jerkiness between left and right turns.

In less than thirty seconds, he drove out of the crowded underground garage.

"......" The 'photo man' was shocked by Mo Xie's skillful and strong European-style driving skills, but he quickly found an explanation for Mo Xie's driving skills, "No wonder you drive a car like that...... It looks like a car crashes a lot. ”

No one will respond to his exclamation, and the people in the underground garage are very busy.

It's better to post a circle of friends as much as possible to see if anyone will like him.

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The air outside is fresh, compared to the indescribable lifelessness of the elevator in the building, or the world of snowflakes outside.

Mo Xie drove the car, looking for a way out of the city according to the signs on the road and his open perception.

He's road blind.

"Bus stop ......"

Finally found a bus on the way back, as long as you follow it to the bus station, in this era of train tickets and plane tickets need to be real-name system, Mo Ye can only choose a safe means of transportation at this time is the car.

He had to go back as much as he could, back to the orphanage that had brought him up.

He had to go this time.

The buses were moving slowly, and there were many returnees from the big cities every day.

If Mo Xie followed his original trajectory in life, maybe he would also become one of them at this time, standing in a crowded bus with a pre-bought train ticket or bus ticket, rushing to return home without too many expectations.

However, the trajectory of Mo Ye's life has changed since the day he bought the Holy Text.

He was destined not to be able to follow the ordinary path of the past.

The road under his feet is a tightrope, and if he is careless, this 'performer' will fall into the abyss and fall to pieces.

If he had a choice, Mo Xie would still wish he hadn't bought the Holy Scripture......

This nine-dollar bargain has hurt him enough.

"Ahem. ”

The time with the bus was boring, so bored that Mo Xie was thinking nonsense, and his thinking was obviously about to touch the 'bottom line' of a certain profiteer, so a short, powerful cough sounded in his head.

This is Lin Ming's voice, the "Holy Scripture" will never remind Mo Ye, it can't wait to give Mo Ye a punishment mode......

"Yo, Linming, I thought you were hanging. ”

Mo Xie responded to Lin Ming's cough.

He actually had a lot of things he wanted to ask about Lin Ming, such as the memories of his blood father, such as what Lin Ming had done in the mission world.

"How many points are left?" Lin Ming didn't answer Mo Ye's half-sarcastic greeting, he asked about the points as soon as he came up.

“10900。 Mo Ye replied simply, anyway, if Lin Ming likes it, he can use 'mind reading' to obtain information from him, and it is better to be 'frank and lenient' than to be touched by 'mind reading' and Lin Ming's cold spiritual power.

"Tsk ......" Lin Ming uttered a syllable of unknown meaning, which seemed to mean "hate less".

"It doesn't look like we're in a good situation...... It's no different from your outfit and not hiding it at all, and the guys in front of you are already speculating if you're on the wanted warrant. ”

Lin Ming, who has the ability to 'see through and play with people's hearts', has spoken to Mo Evil, and he has unconsciously borrowed Mo Evil's perspective.

It was clearly stipulated that the time that belonged to Mo Ye to control the body.

"No way, who made such a big mess for you? Otherwise, I'll have enough points to strengthen and buy a human skin mask right now. Mo Xie fought back, and he secretly mobilized his sword qi to lurk between his internal organs.

At this time, he was suddenly glad that he had such a sword qi in his body that could devour all kinds of energy, which gave him the capital to maintain a 'nuclear level' with Lin Ming.

After all, if Lin Ming forcibly seized his body, Mo Ye would definitely have time to detonate this sword qi, and if the timing was just right, he might be able to directly smash Lin Ming's sea of knowledge.

It's a little exciting to think about that scene......

"Don't worry, I don't mean to break the contract. Mo Ye's intentions were only understood by Lin Ming in an instant, and it seemed that both sides had come up with their respective abilities, "I'll give you a Jianyi: If you don't want to play with fire, it's best to listen to the Jianyi of the Holy Scripture, otherwise, according to your current situation, I'm afraid that before the start of the mission world next month, you will be gnawed by this kind of sword qi and there will be no bones left." ”

Dropping these inexplicable words, Lin Ming's voice disappeared.

"Do ......you have the blood of the dragon clan?" Mo Xie drove the sword qi in his body back to the dantian, and it was such a subtle operation and in a short period of time, he felt that most of the heat in his body was sucked away. For a while, even Mo Ye's physique at the moment was a little unbearable.

Quickly turning on the heater in the car, Mo Xie once again expressed helplessness and deep hatred for this 'Sword Twenty-Three' derivative product.

It's really a cheat thing, is this kind of sword qi really cultivated by people?!

Mo Xie always felt that this sword qi entrenched in his dantian was like a poisonous dragon ready to kill the lord at any time, as long as it grew to a certain level or was extremely hungry, it would swallow up him, the nominal master.

It's not really fed, and it's not fed.

With such a complex mentality, Mo Ye silently carried out the method of cultivating fighting spirit.

Hey, the sword qi is not going to run wild.

If you don't feed it, maybe the sword qi will have to forage for food on its own.

Mo Xie felt that he was recruiting someone to provoke someone, and the few 'big guys' in his body were every one of them

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