"Lao He, help me watch it, Old Man Tang will come back and tell me. ”

Looking at this text message, He Yi replied with a smile: "ojbk." ”

He Wuyi's martial arts talent is not outstanding, and he was able to be admitted to Jiangnan Martial Arts University because of his hard work in high school.

Last year, when he was a sophomore, he heard that there was a third-grade martial artist freshman who applied for Jiangnan Wuhan University, and he was immediately interested.

Later, when he found out about Mo Yun's residence, he went to Mo Yun every day to exchange cultivation experience.

Of course, He had no intention of eating a lot of closed-door soup, because Mo Yun didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

But He didn't have the intention of giving up, he was born with a stubborn energy, Mo Yun ignored him, he went every day, like a piece of kraft candy, he couldn't get rid of it.

Because he knew very well in his heart that Mo Yun was able to break through to the third grade in high school, in addition to his own cultivation talent, he must have a unique cultivation method.

He has no intention of knowing that his cultivation talent is average, if he can learn such a cultivation method, his fate may be different.

So He had no intention of going to find Mo Yun day after day, and even often squatted at the door for half a day, just to wait for Mo Yun to go out.

However, He Buyi soon discovered that Mo Yun didn't seem to be going out at all.

It's just that he doesn't go out, he saw from the window that this guy reads comics every day in addition to playing games, and then reading novels.

Eat and order takeout, buy things online shopping, and never go out a step.

Seeing this, He Wuyi not only felt that Mo Yun was not good, but even respected him even more.

Such a wave of cultivation can be so high, how high is this cultivation talent?!

No, just cultivating talent is definitely not enough, this guy must have his own unique cultivation method, and he can't let it go!

Sure enough, He had no intention of discovering that Mo Yun was so wave every day, but the aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger.

In this regard, He has no intention of evaluating Mo Yun with only two words: Godman!

This made He Wuyi even more determined in his heart, he must find Mo Yun to communicate martial arts.

At the same time, He had no intention of thinking that Mo Yun must have secretly cultivated when he was away, after all, it was impossible for him to stay here 24 hours a day.

Then He Wuyi became even more frustrated, squatting at the door of Mo Yun's house for longer and longer, and even brought him food every day, bought him drinks, bought fruits, and bought all kinds of delicious food.

Of course, these things were rejected by Mo Yun, not at all, and still ate the takeaway he ordered.

It's just that after a long time, Mo Yun can't stand it.

Because he found that the guy who claimed to be a senior outside the door was so obscene that he peeked out of the window every day, like a pervert.

The point is, he can't get rid of him no matter how much he rushes, he doesn't listen to him when he beats him or scolds him, and Mo Yun sometimes even wants to kill him!

In the end, Mo Yun had no choice but to let He Yiyi come in, give him a little guidance, and tell him not to come over every day to annoy him.

He unintentionally got Mo Yun's guidance, and his cultivation was really much easier.

In addition, he was originally a hardworking person, and under Mo Yun's occasional guidance, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and when the second semester of his sophomore year was about to end, he actually broke through to the third grade.

In the end, he was even more powerful and successfully elected as the president of the Martial Arts Society.

In his junior year, he lost the position of vice president to Mo Yun despite opposition.

Gradually, He Wuyi, who became the president of the martial arts club, slowly became busy, socializing more and more, and gradually slacking off in his cultivation.

It wasn't until today that he listened to Mo Yun's words that he suddenly woke up.

"That's right, I'm a martial artist. ”

"Sort of, forget the original ......"

In the cold wind, He Wuyi's heart gradually became firm, and the temperament exuded by the whole person was a little different.

......

Community.

"Damn, Hou Yi, you open up, my God, don't you know how to hide, do you know that rushing forward, all the in your head?!"

"Mode! I was killed by Li Bai again!"

"Oh my God, Hou Yi, you fucking gave away your head again, it was definitely deliberate, Lao Tzu wants to report you!"

On the phone, Luna yelled and roared, which shook Mo Yun and felt a little pain in his ears.

"Your sister, Daji, why are you all out of the flesh? Can you play? Can't play, don't play, sick?!"

"Hurry, Cheng Biting Jin, you rush to the front, what are you doing hiding behind with a special piece of meat, waiting to collect our corpses?!"

"Damn! I'm dead again!"

"Ahhh

After scolding, Luna felt better and looked at her record.

0-7！

"Damn, it's all these bastards who drag me down!"

Listening to Luna's constant roar, Mo Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and turned off the sound.

"Day by day, day by day, Wang Zhaojun, why do you hide behind, as a mage, don't keep the rushing forward!"

Wang Zhaojun ignored it, and still rushed forward regardless of it, chasing Li Bai on the opposite side.

"Damn, you Wang Zhaojun, you're sick in the head, aren't you?!Come back, there's someone in the grass!" Luna roared.

Wang Zhaojun still ignored it and went his own way.

Because, Wang Zhaojun is Mo Yun.

Then, Luna begins to be dumbfounded.

Not only Luna, but several other teammates were also shocked, stopped their movements, and stared blankly at Wang Zhaojun on the screen.

Mo Yun's crazy show operation, god-like positioning, so that it is a suffocating prediction, killing the enemy to throw away his armor and cry wolf.

“First Blood！”

“you have slain the enemy！”

“Quadra Kill！”

“Penta Kill！”

“Ace！”

“Victory！”

Looking at the "Victory" that pops up on the screen, Luna is stunned.

"Hold the grass, this kid is definitely hanging!"

Mo Yun stretched, slowly exited the game, and stood up from his chair, a pleasant voice immediately came to his mind.

"Ding, you stay at home for 5 minutes, and your blood value is +1. ”

"Ding, you stay at home for 10 minutes, and your mental power is +1. ”

"Ding, you stayed at home and watched the game for 1 hour, and the martial arts level was randomly +1. ”

"Ding, you've got a martial art, and winter is coming. ”

The other Mo Yun was no longer surprised, but the approaching winter made him a little happy.

Martial arts are difficult to brush out, and for more than a year, Mo Yun has not gained much martial arts.

It's good now, I've swiped several martial arts in a row in the past few days, and the probability of shipment is terrifying.

"Is there a bug in the system?" Mo Yun was a little puzzled.

However, doubts are doubts, and you must test your martial arts first.

Winter is coming is Wang Zhaojun's ultimate move in Glory of Kings, a powerful group injury skill, and now that it is in Mo Yun's hands, of course he can't wait to give it a try.

It's a pity that he has no free time today, so he can only stay at home, and he can't experiment to his heart's content, and he can only familiarize himself with the operation route a little.

"Okay, let's try to play with it first, and then use it on Old Man Donald when he comes back. ”

According to the prompts of the system, Mo Yun used his spiritual power, and in an instant, a piercing chill appeared out of thin air.

With a bang, the entire room was covered with a thin layer of frost in an instant, and the temperature dropped sharply.

"Seems a bit powerful. Mo Yun withdrew his hand, amazed, although he didn't release the move, he could also feel the terrifying energy contained in it.

Just then, a faint voice rang out in the room.

"Ice Elemental Spirits? ahem-"

"Hey, are you awake?" Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, and saw that the man in black in the corner opened his eyes and coughed up a mouthful of blood by the way.

"Remember to mop the floor. Mo Yun's face darkened.