Chapter Fifty-Four: Eight Hundred Pounds of Brains!
Whew, the bunch of is finally over.
Mo Ninglong collapsed weakly on his sofa.
"Is Mother tired?"
Bai Zhi obediently fell aside, and her fingers gently kneaded it.
Not to mention, this massage is quite comfortable.
Mo Ninglong was very curious about where this kid learned this.
"Bai Zhi, who taught you all this?"
"It's online."
Netnet online?
Mo Ninglong was taken aback and suddenly said, "Quick, cut off your connection!" ”
"It's broken, it's broken when I wake up, and there are a lot of things I haven't learned, it's a pity."
Bai Zhi pouted and looked at her mother's eyes!
"Mother, I heard that soaking in hot springs can relieve fatigue, why don't we go together?"
"Don't, don't."
Mo Ninglong hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, I'll just lie down for a while, I don't have time to soak yet." ”
Woo~
Whether it is from a microscopic observation with the method of exploration, or from the external naked eye, there is no doubt that the person in front of him has become a woman, but he still feels strange.
Although it's a beauty comparable to him, it's better to take a bath or something together.
Besides, he's got to solve the damn Soul Gathering out there.
The devil knows what kind of changes will be brought to humans by excessive elf concentrations.
Maybe it will make people evolve into superpowers, or maybe they will fail to evolve and become zombies.
Mo Ninglong didn't want to sleep for a while, and in the blink of an eye, the city became a city of zombies.
All of the above are Mo Ninglong's fantasies, don't care.
Don't care.
Anyway, this Spirit Gathering Array must be destroyed.
Mo Ninglong's gaze fell on Bai Zhi.
Well,It's okay to raise this one as your own child.,After all, it's a Lori.。
"Angelica Bai, stop first."
Mo Ninglong grabbed Bai Zhi, who was beating his legs, and said, "There is a big problem with your body, I need to help you solve it, otherwise you won't be able to survive normally in this world." ”
"Questions?"
Bai Zhi looked puzzled.
She knew very well what the state of her body was, what was the problem she didn't know?
"To be exact, you don't have a problem."
Mo Ninglong sighed deeply, and said with an extremely low facial expression: "It's wrong, it's this world." ”
Stupid.
If it's a chat now.
Bai Zhi is probably swiping the screen with a black question mark.
Mo Ninglong took out Tong Yi's text and said, "I've already asked about the department, cough cough, I've already confirmed, are you willing to be the instrument spirit of this knife?" ”
"What is a machine spirit?"
Bai Zhi once again used the crooked head kill.
Mo Ninglong wiped his nose and said, "Well, it's the creature that lives in my knife." ”
"In other words, can I stay with my mother all the time?"
"Your understanding, I can only say that there is nothing wrong with it."
"Of course I do."
So......
Mo Ninglong closed his eyes.
Layers of techniques are wrapped in the blade of the word of Kirichi.
This is not from Mo Ninglong's handwriting.
It's all about the system.
The pure white technique constantly transmits a gentle pulling force.
Bai Zhi obediently followed the pulling force into the inside of the knife.
"How about Angelica Angelica?" Mo Ninglong asked at the blade.
It took a long while for Bai Zhi's voice to come from the blade.
"It's so dark in here, if only it were brighter, wow!"
Hearing Bai Zhi's frightened voice, Mo Ninglong hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"It's nothing, it's just that the surroundings suddenly light up, and I seem to be able to control everything here."
Mo Ninglong could never have imagined what Bai Zhi in the blade was experiencing
Pink soft heart-shaped bed.
Strange toys.
This is what Bai Zhi saw from the Internet, and then she made a 1:1 life-size physical doll of Mo Ninglong.
Hehe, it feels so good to hold my mother in bed.
I've fallen in love with this place completely.
Mo Ninglong from the outside world was chatting with the system: "System, will she defect if she becomes my machine spirit?" ”
"You can cut off the supply of her elves at any time. ”
"Is it true that this knife can be transformed into any shape, including attributes, as you said?"
System: "As long as it is within the scope of swords, and you must wear the matching clothing." ”
"But I always feel that the monthly payment of 30,000 yuan is a bit expensive."
Mo Ninglong looked at the Tong Yi text in his hand painfully.
Let's try to see if the monthly payment of 30,000 yuan is worth it.
The mind moved.
The blade was suddenly wrapped in a dazzling circle.
Plastic like flowing water.
The appearance of the katana turned into an oil-paper umbrella.
“???”
What the situation.
Didn't you say the sword category?
Why did it become an umbrella?
Mo Ninglong opened the oil-paper umbrella with a confused expression.
He has an umbrella at home, and with that sluggish face, he looks like an idiot.
He carefully looked at the oil-paper umbrella, which was painted with blue and white and was particularly beautiful, which matched this blue and white dress very well.
In addition to this, he also discovered the mystery of the umbrella.
"I see."
Mo Ninglong slowly pulled out the umbrella handle.
It's a sword in an umbrella.
The trait is an instant kill.
Within ten steps, out of the sheath to kill, avoid thousands of miles, no one can stop.
Not bad! Mo Ninglong is very satisfied!
From then on, this knife is no longer called Tongyi characters, but Baizhi.
"Angelica Bai!"
Mo Ninglong inserted the sword back into the umbrella sheath and threw it aside.
Bai Zhi, who appeared after the white light, immediately hugged Mo Ninglong: "Mother, all my future will be yours." ”
It always feels weird.
"Okay, don't make a fuss, you don't have anything uncomfortable, right?"
"Nope." Bai Zhi smiled, and in her arms, she raised her head to look at Mo Ninglong and said, "I like it very much, especially the functions created casually." ”
"Since you are adaptable, I am also relieved, so I still need you to help me below, come on Bai Zhi."
"Order!"
Angelica was transformed into an oil-paper umbrella again.
Mo Ninglong walked to the balcony with an umbrella.
He opened the window and swooped out.
Wrapped in rich green, lined with petals, it flew quickly into the air.
The paper umbrella was slammed open.
Mo Ninglong leaned sideways, leaning on the oil-paper umbrella like a fallen leaf dancing in the wind, his movements were gentle and elegant.
Suddenly, he threw out the umbrella, and his body suddenly fell down, but her raised palm held a trace of green with the paper umbrella.
The open paper umbrella brought him up again.
Tossing and turning, the white shadow left in the air gradually dissipated, and finally he turned into a swallow piercing the clouds and went straight to the ground.
"Have you ever heard of a palm that fell from the sky?"
Whew, I got the wrong line.
Mo Ninglong said again: "Have you ever heard of a trick Tianxiang martial arts? ”
"Heavenly fragrance is decided!"
The clouds are stirred.
An invisible greatsword fell from the sky.
Eight hundred pounds of brain-dead splits!
The huge technique was immediately broken into two and lost its effect.
Harvest when you crush it.
Mo Ninglong inserted the sword back into the umbrella sheath, this sword only destroyed the technique, and did not let anyone notice anything unusual.
On the roof of a building.
He slowly landed on the ground holding an open paper umbrella.
"That's it, call it a day."