In the car, there was nothing to do, and the two were chatting.

And the chat is the passerby guy named Jia Shuai.

"Is it really good for you to do this?" Even if Qu Yan directly rejected countless people, he was a little unbearable.

Jia Shuai is really pitiful.

I would never have dreamed that the girl who stole his heart was actually a boy.

Mo Ninglong slammed his mouth and said, "So what, but he snooped on me first, and you didn't see how explicit his gaze was." ”

"You're not afraid that he'll work for you?" Qu Yanzhi was very curious.

Mo Ninglong smiled after hearing this: "For the first time, I have makeup today, although it is only light makeup, but it is definitely not just any person who can recognize me, and secondly, my temperament is also different from when I fooled him, and if I encounter it again in the future, I just need to answer that I don't know it." ”

"I can't find it, what kind of monthly worker do I say?"

Besides, is he really a bully?

Mo Ninglong just needs to think, with his strength, Jia Shuai, who is an ordinary person, let alone a monthly worker, can he lose ten steps closely?

Qu Yanzhi didn't know what to say.

It's still the building full of science fiction.

Qu Yan found a place to stop the car.

You can already see a lot of people entering here.

A wide variety of cosers

Just why are there so many onmyoji's?

For this face-looking game, Mo Ninglong is very unwelcome.

Eh, the 800 bhikshunis over there are so beautiful!

"Delicious food does not know the disaster, and it is a farewell to 800 years in an instant. Life and death flow mermaid dreams, like a hundred generations with light smoke. ”

Mo Ninglong's mind suddenly appeared with this poem describing eight hundred bhikshunis

I have forgotten where I saw this poem.

How nice would it be if the eight hundred bhikshunis could really smile so happily like this coser?

Well, rated 95!

With a sigh, Mo Ninglong looked away.

Glancing around the coser

His gaze was once again locked on a black cat.

Five more glass!

Yes, whether it's clothes or body shape, it's really like.

Especially a black mole in the corner of the other person's left eye!

Mo Ninglong narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully observed the black mole.

It's actually a real black mole!

90% reduction!

Well, rating 94

Eh, next to her is, Izumi Saki!

Izumi Saki never goes out, and she always has a simple set of pajamas on her body, or a T-shirt and a fat ci.

This snow-white thigh.

Mo Ninglong smashed his mouth, estimating that he could have half of his own beauty.

Well, safety pants have a bad review with a rating of 80

In the blink of an eye, another girl beckoned and ran over, and there were two other people behind him.

Mo Ninglong's eyebrows were raised slightly, with surprise in his eyes.

The girl who just arrived was Kirino Takasaka, and the two behind her, one was Kyosuke Takasaka, and the other was Masamune Izumi.

Amazing, amazing.

The meeting of the two bigwigs.

Probably this group of people is together.

Mo Ninglong retracted his gaze and said straight to Qu Yan beside him: "It seems that the quality of the COS of this exhibition will not be low." ”

"Of course it won't be low, our city is a city with outstanding people, and there are few ugly people."

It's true?

Mo Ninglong's head suddenly appeared with an old brother named Hua Xiong.

That honor.

Oral meaning~

I don't dare to think about it.

At this time, Qu Yanzhi, who was buried in the trunk, took out a collar.

This lap is very special and not at all like it is intended for dogs or cats.

Pink leather strap with a fluffy sleeve on the inside and shiny silver chains

Sex toys don't have to run.

Why is this happening here?

Meow meow?

Mo Ninglong quietly retreated behind him.

Looking at Qu Yanzhi's cruel smile at him, he swallowed his saliva and said, "I understand the reason, put down the collar in your hand first!" ”

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you, I won't bring it to you." Qu Yanzhi threw the collar back into the trunk and said, "Although this is indeed a prop for you." ”

Qu Yanzhi took out a saber from the trunk and inserted it into the prepared lock around his waist.

Then, a long cloth bag was dragged out of the trunk.

Looking at her laborious appearance, it was obviously heavy.

Qu Yanzhi tore open the cloth bag, revealing the purple color inside.

"This ......" Mo Ninglong was dumbfounded.

Inside this cloth bag is actually the Sword of the Void.

Qu Yanzhi used his two hands and held the Void Sword in his arms with difficulty: "Little Momo, this is the Void Sword I customized for you, well, it will be a little heavy if it is made of glass and some steel." ”

It's a little heavy.

Mo Ninglong held the hilt of the sword with one hand and lifted it gently, and looked at Qu Yanzhi with a smile after checking it: "It's really customized for me, so I can pick it up, right?" ”

Mo Ninglong estimated that this thing could catch up with his own weight.

The glass perfectly mimics the material of the Void Crystal.

Deep and mysterious.

Merely......

"It's a fragile item, be careful, it's embarrassing if it breaks."

Regarding Mo Ninglong's sword dance, Qu Yanzhi kindly reminded.

Although the hardness is good, the toughness is not enough.

Disadvantages of glassware.

It's too crispy.

Mo Ninglong, who had known for a long time, nodded.

With a flick of the wrist, an invisible light attached to the sword.

He pulled a sword flower, and the blade fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, my heart was beating straight at the curvature.

Amazingly, the Void Sword was still intact.

Mo Ninglong stroked the blade of the sword: "Even if the tofu is in my hand, I can use it as a brick." ”

When glass has the toughness of steel.

This sword has changed from a handicraft to a real killing weapon.

No! Something is missing from a murderous weapon.

Holding the blade of the sword in front of him, Mo Ninglong pinched the blade of the sword and slowly slashed it.

If you look at it from a microscopic angle, you can see that where your fingers have slashed, the edge of the sword has become extremely sharp.

The moment Mo Ninglong put down the sword casually.

Qu Yanzhi looked at the floor dumbfounded.

The tip of the Void Sword was actually embedded in the floor for more than three inches.

"Wow, what the hell did you do, it's just a cosplay prop, it doesn't end up like this, right?"

"Forehead ......"

Mo Ninglong sneered: "Subconsciously, subconsciously." ”

Qu Yan rolled his eyes, and then stopped caring about Mo Ninglong.

Let him be, today, just be happy.