Chapter 42: Shura's Knife Funeral!
It's just a ghost.
Someone who has been stabbed in the heart can still jump straight, this scene is not scary enough.
Well, maybe Mo Ninglong overestimated the IQ of passers-by.
Passers-by were indeed frightened at first by the strong man who fell from a high altitude.
And then another throat cut, and another waist cut or something.
Tell me, why does a mechanical-like structure appear when a person is cut open? And this blood, why does it always feel so unreal??
So, they all think it's a movie!
At the moment when Mo Ninglong inserted a knife into his heart, some people even applauded.
Mo Ninglong: "......"
These people.
Mo Ninglong pinched the white contract and quickly attached some techniques to it.
"Let's hope this knife doesn't break."
Intensive procedures.
The sharpness, tenacity, and armor-piercing abilities of this white contract have all been improved.
Includes full health attack increase.
This knife will kill!
Mo Ninglong's body technique reached the extreme in an instant, and continuous afterimages appeared, do you think he rushed straight over?
Not really.
High in the sky, Mo Ninglong gained a powerful energy.
It is a power that can be comprehended by mortals.
With enough time to accumulate, you as a mortal can easily destroy another mortal's skeleton with a single blow.
This energy is called gravitational potential energy.
"Shura with a knife, funeral!"
The moment it fell.
The crisp sound of "ding" came to mind, and half of the blade flew up in response, landed on the side and inserted it on the ground, and sank into half of the ground.
The white contract is broken.
Sure enough, the tenacity of the White Contract was not enough to support his technique.
The strongest blow was unleashed, and at the cost of the knife's death.
But the effect is significant.
Lost the white contract in his hand.
The hard hilt fell to the ground, flicked up slightly, and suddenly turned into countless smoke and dust and disappeared into the air, as did the broken blade on the side.
Mo Ninglong turned over and came to the strong man's body, and gently kicked at the other party's head, and a head suddenly fell to the ground.
Pulling out the black oath on his heart, Mo Ninglong pulled a knife flower.
At this time, it is time to have a handsome knife.
Woo~
However, the Black Pact has no scabbard.
Never mind!
Mo Ninglong was very "handsome" and inserted the Black Oath under his skirt.
A knife just disappeared.
The onlookers watched this scene happen, and they all swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
I've seen a big D's cute girl paper under the crotch.,The cute girl paper with such a long knife hidden under the skirt......
It's really, so exciting!
Countless people applauded.
Mo Ninglong raised his eyebrows: "OK, a scene is finally over, go home for dinner, director, I'll go first." ”
As he spoke, Mo Ninglong flashed away.
As if it was really filming, people in overalls immediately began to clean up the battlefield.
A man with one arm stepped forward, and at first glance it was the boss of this group.
It looks like it's probably the director, most people think so.
The one-armed hand held the horn, looked at the passers-by, put his posture very low, and apologized: "This is a movie being made, in order to shoot the most realistic effect, I am very sorry for not being able to inform everyone, anyone who will be photogenic can come to us to receive a thousand yuan." ”
Originally, there were still some people who didn't believe it.
After pulling several cameras out of the corners around me, and finally asking for ......
There is money to take
Everyone's brains were instantly emptied.
Most of the people who can live here are not wealthy people, and when they hear that they can receive 1,000 yuan, why would they think so much.
Mo Ninglong, who was standing on a tall building, looked at the person who suddenly appeared.
He didn't know these people.
The costumes of the staff, the costumes of the directors, and even the large number of hidden cameras arranged around it.
Mo Ninglong didn't mind cooperating with them to play a show.
The director's figure is somewhat familiar.
Similarly, the director also looked at Mo Ninglong on the edge of the high-rise building with a familiar gaze.
Very familiar feeling.
One-armed hero Yang Guo???
No, no, no
Mo Ninglong thought of the dragon head of that day.
There was a very strange smell on the other party's body, which interfered with Mo Ninglong's sense of smell.
Although he couldn't tell by smell, Mo Ninglong already had the answer in his heart.
The figure of the dragon head constantly coincides with the figure of this director.
And at this moment, in the eyes of the dragon head, the figure of the fox demon and Mo Ninglong's current shadow could not match each other.
"Is it just a delusion?"
The dragon head lowered his head and pressed the brim of his hat on his head.
Mo Ninglong turned on the existence value, and even the gender can be changed, so why can't the appearance of the body change?
It can be said that he is now the red pupil.
"Disguised?"
At the moment when the other party lowered his head, Mo Ninglong noticed a trace of unnaturalness in the corner of the other party's eyes.
Just as Mo Ninglong was blowing the cold wind, pretending to be forced happily......
System: "Take off your clothes for more than two hours and the punishment begins." ”
"Punishment?"
Meow meow?
Hearing this news, Mo Ninglong was stunned, and his body stiffened.
This feeling!!
Mo Ninglong hurriedly covered between his legs.
TM's gone!
Your sister has become a sister paper again.
Mo Ninglong, who was holding a fluke mentality, hurriedly teleported back to the toilet at home, and then changed into a blue and white dress.
However, to his despair, his hidden "sniper cannon" was gone.
"System, damn system come out for me!"
Mo Ninglong, who was in the toilet, stomped her feet angrily, quite like a little woman.
System: "It's just a small punishment, and the girl's condition will disappear after a month." ”
"One month ???"
"@¥@%¥" (resignation omitted 10,000 words of swearing)
There is some lack of oxygen, take a break and continue to scold!
Of course.
No matter how Mo Ninglong scolds, the facts are the facts.
What else do you expect from a stiff system to change?
"Mom sells batches"
Although there are only three words, it is earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, no ancients before, no one after, unprecedented, eclectic, and brilliant finishing touches.
The simple sentence "Mom sells batches" contains the essence of Chinese culture for 5,000 years!
It profoundly expresses the voice of the parties.
This sentence not only fits the theme perfectly, but is also easy to understand and catchy.
Make it clear to the viewer at a glance and penetrate people's hearts. It has three characteristics: fast, accurate and ruthless.
In the end, let's be lucky dantian and yell: Mom sells batches
(Some people say that I have a water word count, and I roll up my sleeves and go up is a slap, isn't this nonsense QWQ)