"Boom!"

As soon as Mo Qian ran away with the girl in his arms, the house collapsed.

A broken brick smashed on Mo Qian's back, and Mo Qian snorted and rolled in the air several times with the little girl, and landed on the opposite building.

The building here is only two stories high, and it is not yet the chest of the ghost of Tarzan.

Together, the two girls, one big and one small, were not as big as the monster's fist.

"Ah, my house is gone!" said the little girl, teary-eyed.

"It's okay, go back and build a new house for your family!" said Mo Poor's voice.

The girl wiped her tears and said, "Sister, hit it quickly!"

Mo Qian was speechless, this guy King Kong is not bad, his alloy sword is broken, isn't his flesh and blood reckless to give it away?

The plan remains the same, he still has to walk the dog, but he urgently needs more sugar, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Where is the sugar?"

It is true that every household here must have sugar, but the amount must be small, and it is not easy to find or take, and it is better to have a commissary, which is more concentrated.

Unexpectedly, when she heard that Mo Qian was asking her for candy again, the girl hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, no." ”

"......" Mo Qian said in a different way: "I'll buy candy to pay you, okay?" tell me where you bought it. ”

"Okay, good, well......" The little girl was immediately happy, and then looked around, as if looking for a place to buy candy.

Mo Qian pulled her and jumped up high and said, "Hold me yourself!"

"Fly!" The little girl in mid-air felt weightlessness and strong winds, shouted excitedly, and immediately hugged Mo Qian's neck, and her legs were wrapped around her chest, and the whole person hung on him. Her little strength didn't make Mo Qian feel depressed.

In this way, Mo Qian can free his hands...... Wear pants.

He volleyed in the air a few times, hurriedly put on his trousers, stepped into the air and rose to a height of more than fifty meters, overlooking the whole village, but did not find a commissary.

Fortunately, the little girl pointed out, "Over there, over there!"

"Is that the one it is?"

It's a pity that the weight of a lollipop can't support it for a few moments, and the little sugar on the way is exhausted, and Mo Qian has to fall on the roof, and the ghost of Mount Tai hit the back with a punch just after he came down.

Mo Qian dodged and dodged, and saw the rocks splashing, the house collapsed, and the wall burst out with a cloud of powder.

"Whew!" Mo Qi breathed wildly, blocking the dust that came to his face, so as not to choke the child. At the same time, his toes touched the ground, and his body retreated.

When you go backwards, you can see a black shadow in the dust breaking through the wind, it is the arm of the ghost of Tarzan.

Mo Qian immediately turned around and ran wildly, Lori's body was extremely fast, even if she took a person, it was only a slight reduction in speed, after all, this little girl was lighter than her, and the two dolls together were less than sixty kilograms.

However, without the air wall, Mo Qian would not be able to move between inches, after all, there was no place for air to borrow strength, and no matter how strong he was, it would be in vain.

Even at this time, in order to run faster, he jumped forward with his hands and feet on the ground, tilting at an angle of thirty degrees to the ground.

This is to increase the friction so that the body does not float up due to too much force.

While running, you also have to pay attention to the attack behind you, the ghost of Taishan is twenty meters in a stride, and he can feel the piercing punch behind him if he takes someone a little slower.

In the face of the attack, Mo Qian had no room to fight back, so he could only move sideways to the left and jump to the right side abruptly.

"Ahh......hh Die, die, die!" the girl cried out in an ominous voice.

She hugged Mo Qian's side, her head pinned to her shoulder, and she could see behind Mo Qian.

Mo Qian mainly relied on his own feelings, supplemented by her exclamation and reminder, moving sideways left and right on the road, repeatedly changing direction while rushing forward, and doing evasive actions.

Behind him is the ghost of Mount Tai with his fists and feet, bombarding indiscriminately!

The guy was like a bulldozer, hammering and stepping, chasing all the way, and he heard a loud noise behind him and even on his side, and the bluestone exploded and the dust flew up.

The road was potholed, and the sound of glass breaking and the wall of the roadside hut was endless.

Mo Qian was like a nimble rabbit, jumping around on the ground, competing with death for speed, passing by his fists and feet several times, but he was not smashed, only the flying stones splashed and he was slightly injured.

If this is smashed, I'm afraid it won't be directly tamped!

"Gnats!" the ghost of Tarzan was so angry that he suddenly grabbed a street lamp between his arms.

This is a big fan, feeling the fierce wind, the green tendons around Mo Qian's eyes burst out, and the moment he glimpsed it, he rose into the air, jumping over the height of the street lamp like a skipping rope.

The ghost of Mount Tai was also accustomed to Mo Qiao's agility, and this stick seemed to be slightly cocked halfway, as if he expected him to dodge.

Mo Qiao's pupils shrank, and he tore the little girl off her body with lightning speed, threw her hand, pinched her calf again, and her body was driven in the air, and she lifted it up again!

It's Lori, with the girl as an arrow, volleying and borrowing power to lift the body!

At the same time, the street lamp pole swept from below, grazing his chest, and the cold wind pressure whistled, which made Mo Qian's chest hurt, but after all, it didn't touch him.

And this time the quick wisdom reminded Mo Qian that even if there was no air wall, he could use Lori as an arrow, and he would not be pure in mid-air without borrowing points.

At this moment, he had jumped to a high place, and dragged the little girl up for a second as if holding a hot air balloon, and the little girl danced excitedly.

The ghost of Tarzan smashed another stick, and Mo Qian spun himself, resetting the little girl's landing point between the relaxation of his hand, and then holding her hand and pulling her back into his arms, and throwing her out from the other side with the power of his spin.

Suddenly, Mo Qian completed a horizontal movement in mid-air, and the little girl jumped to the left with him like a flying sword, avoiding the street lamp.

Mo Qian took advantage of his strength and swung on the little girl's back, and the two women were superimposed, swinging out nearly ten meters lightly.

Then he spun himself again, changing the girl's left hand to her right hand and her right hand to her left hand, throwing the girl out and back like a ballroom dance......

"Ahh

They floated left and right, the girl and Mo Qian, you turn around, I turn around, turn left half a circle, turn right half a circle, you advance and I retreat, you come and go, inexplicably they fly around in mid-air, dodging several waves of attacks.

Suddenly, it floated out for a few meters, and then swung to the left in a trance, and the time and time were gone, up and down, left and right, back and forth.

During the dance, the two women rotated and flew, borrowing force in the air, zigzag and changed direction, sandwiched in the incomparable fist stick to survive, as if the two of them were flying in a big light work, like flying flotsam, like a swimming dragon.

Ink poor Lori is a double swallow, and the ghost of Mount Tai is called scum.

I saw it throw the street lamp, and it went on a rampage regardless of 3721, dancing with its fists, like a mad monkey.

The ghost of Mount Tai can lose his mind, but Mo Qian does not dare to be proud, at the moment he is covered in sweat, and he has done his best after some operation, his eyes are like torches, and he observes the enemy with dynamic eagle eyes, trying his best to find the space to dodge.

There is only a glimmer of life in every square inch, and it seems that he can play the ghost of Mount Tai with ease, but in fact, he is trying his best, and his brain is running wildly, and he has no slack.

After a while, he caught a glimpse of the commissary out of the corner of his eye, and Mo Qian spun like a spinning top to throw the little girl out, and at the same time deceived himself into it, attracting hatred in front of the ghost of Mount Tai.

The little girl was thrown by him to the entrance of the commissary, spun around twice and landed firmly on the sun-dried cotton wool, and was driven by inertia to turn around four times.

She was dizzy, and when she looked up to see the commissary, she didn't realize where she was.

Mo Qian was in great danger, and his legs kicked on the chest of the ghost of Tarzan, and at the cost of a broken right ankle, he finally dodged a heavy blow and lay on the ground.

Without the double flying object, Mo Qian returned to the situation of walking on the ground, rolling on a lazy donkey, and crawling on all fours.

Seeing that the little girl had not moved, Mo Qian shouted angrily: "Take ......the candy quickly!

"I'm in for a treat!"

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