"Okay, let's throw in the towel and be willing to be your captive!"

If the public loses and surrenders, he is now a little puzzled, is his tactic of singing white face and red face being seen through, or is this guy not afraid of threats at all?

"Unless it's a retard, who is not afraid of the name of the public loser?"

Gong Yifan felt that as long as he had a good conversation, at least he would not be dead, and there would be many opportunities for revenge in the future.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Xia Ye knew too little about the Organ Division, and the only time he fought was when he encountered Xia Qingyuan at the Fengjing Ruins, and the tactics of the other party planning and then acting left a deep impact on him.

If he hadn't obtained the Great Wilderness Ten Thousand Souls Sutra, it would have been really cold that time.

"You let me decide?"

Mo Wuxuan was a little surprised, this was quite a face-saving behavior: "If I say kill it, do you dare?"

"Then kill it!"

Natsuno shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Gong Yifan shouted: "Big Chief, the benefits that Mo Wuxuan gives you, our Gong Loser can give double, or even three times." ”

"Hey, hey, you look down on my big brother, when did he become a money-eyed person?"

The woad fruit is not happy.

"That's not what I meant!"

Gong Yifan is depressed, with his status, he usually cares about this kind of child's words, but today he has to explain in a low voice, he is simply aggrieved to death.

"I understand, it's just a pity that Mo Wulu is my friend!"

Xia Zhixin said, even if Mo Wuxuan is a flat-chested person, he has a beautiful face, and he is also a mechanic, what do you have? Big Bird? Lao Tzu is not a!

"Hehe, I love to hear that!"

Mo Wulu gave a thumbs up.

"Then hang yourself?"

Compared with the high-spirited public fan trio, Xia Ye admires Mo Wuxuan more, after all, the two have cooperated before, and the flat-chested girl is a mechanic, treats people and things, and is not arrogant, from this point of view alone, it is worth deep friendship.

You must know that Xia Ye used to be a commoner in a slum and had nothing!

"Good!"

Mo Wuxuan looked at Gong Yifan, his companions and subordinates were all killed by this pioneer corps, and this revenge must be avenged.

"Wait, aren't we three mechanics as good as her? We are willing to be your slaves and make machine tools for you for free!"

When the public loses to see that it is impossible to do anything, he immediately puts his posture very low, as long as he survives first, he has a chance to escape.

"Yes, it seems that you are a newcomer to the Xia Clan's Blood Survival Trial this year, right?

How could the public lose the domineering spirit of singing red face just now, and directly shrunk his eggs and begged for mercy: "Ballistas, trebuchets, trap dolls, all kinds of traps, we will do them, which will make your tribe's competitiveness skyrocket." ”

Mo Wuxuan frowned.

The mechanism technique belongs to high-end talents, and the mechanism technique mastered is too precious for a tribe, anyway, if you catch the trap master by yourself, you must recruit it first, and you are reluctant to kill them before you squeeze their potential, otherwise it will be too wasteful.

"Die in peace!"

Xia Ye waved his hand, and immediately a female warrior stepped forward and dragged the three of them away.

Jiaduo is looking at Mo Wuxuan, this girl is very beautiful even if she doesn't dress up, especially this sassy neutral temperament, which is very good.

"Nima, are you stupid, don't you want to have a mechanic as your slave? Do you know how many smiling faces we have to accompany and how much it costs when the big chiefs of the 10,000-strong tribe invite us to make mechanism props?"

Seeing that he was going to die, Gong Liang was in a hurry, and his bald head seemed to be glowing.

"Yes, it takes more than ten years to train a mechanic, and it's too wasteful to kill it like this!"

Mo Wu muttered.

"Huh?"

Xiang Guo was stunned: "You won't take revenge?"

"Ugh!"

Mo Wuxuan was asked.

This is actually a fight between reason and emotion, Mo Wuxuan wants to avenge his dead companions, but he feels that it is too violent to execute the master like this.

"Are you mechanics so entangled?"

Xia Ye smiled, to say that he didn't want these three captives, it was fake, but in order to please Mo Wuxuan, he had to kill, only the flat-chested girl felt that she owed herself too much, and she would work harder to repay herself.

Although he has not been in contact with Mo Wuyu for a long time, Xia Ye can see that this is a girl who knows how to repay her kindness and does not like to take advantage.

"Great Chief, you can't kill the Organ Master!"

Jobs howled and rushed over on a donkey.

"Mountain ghosts?"

Mo Wu was stunned.

"What's that?"

The three of them were startled, looking at this mountain ghost whose old face was wrinkled into an orange peel and had red hair on his head.

"Great Chief, this is an important captive, can I leave it to me, I will definitely be able to torture them all the knowledge they know!"

The ghost master licked the corners of his mouth and stared at the three of them with a smile on his face.

Gong Fan suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and at the same time, a sense of absurdity surged into his mind, a mountain ghost was actually interceding for himself?

"How can mountain ghosts speak human language?"

Gong Yiliang was surprised and looked at Jobs.

"Theoretically speaking, the body structure of mountain ghosts and humans is not much different, but there are differences in the organs, and this one should be mutated!"

Analysis of the Ink Turnip.

The ghost master suddenly shuddered, turned his head, and saw that the girl with a chest as flat as a fish was looking at him with curiosity.

"Hi Nima, this girl wants to dissect me!"

The ghost master couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, this kind of gaze, he was too familiar with it, when he encountered a novel species, he also had this kind of look, eager to dissect their bodies and see them clearly inside and out.

"This is ......"

Mo Wuxuan asked.

"The third prophet of our Chaoge!"

Woad explained.

"Chaoge, a good name, is it your tribe?"

Mo Wuxuan's eyes lit up, this name, she liked.

"Hmm! Would you like to take a look?"

Natsuno took advantage of the situation to send out an invitation.

"Okay!"

Mowu has nowhere to go now.

"What the hell is the third? Could it be that there are two prophets in this half-blind tribe?"

The public loses all guesses.

"Mom, let a mountain ghost be a tribal prophet, you're mentally retarded, right?"

Gong Yi Liang slandered in his heart.

"It's a real hammer, this guy has a problem with his brain, otherwise who would hang the mechanic, or hang three in one go!"

The public loses the table and sighs.

"Tsk, this muscle is not good, I don't exercise much at first glance, but my mind should be very good!"

The ghost master touched Gong Yiliang's head, and looked obsessed: "It seems to open it and take a look!"

"Kill me!"

Looking at the big yellow teeth that the ghost master was close by, Gong Yiliang collapsed.

"How good are their mechanics?"

The ghost asked.

"Judging by the battle just now, they are one percent of me!"

Mo Wuxuan thought for a moment.

"What is one percent?"

The female warriors did not understand this quantifier.

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"

Woo Guo recently learned numbers from Xia Ye, so he knows how terrifying this concept is.

"How can there be so many!"

Gong Yi Liang was not convinced.

"yes, the gap is too big!"

Woad nodded, but Gong Yi Liang Liang said the next sentence, which almost made her vomit blood.

"One fiftieth at most!"

Little Lori is depressed, and one in fifties is a lot, okay? Don't you feel ashamed to say such things?

Gong Liang didn't feel it, but was a little proud, because Mo Wulu was one of the three recognized geniuses of the Mo family, if it wasn't for the sneak attacks of his own people, he wouldn't have won at all, even so, Master Lu, who led the team, also knelt.

In the circle of mechanics, being able to compare with Mo Wuxuan is a very long-faced thing in itself.

"So you're still a reference!"

Natsuno teased.

"Why don't you stay?"

Mo Wuxuan proposed.

"It's up to you!"

Xia Ye didn't care: "I'll leave it to you!"

"Give me! Give me!"

The ghost is like a child asking for a new toy.

"Let me tell you, don't look at the young lady as a flat-chested person, but she is very powerful, she is one of the three geniuses in the mechanic world, and she is very likely to inherit the Mo family in the future, and she can create countless magical mechanism props. ”

Woad science.

After knowing the level of Mo Wuxuan, the frivolous expression on the female warrior's face converged a lot, in this era, a powerful mechanic is a sought-after commodity, even if you can't get the friendship of others, it's best not to offend.

"Can you get rid of the word flat-chested?"

Mo Wuxuan proposed.

"Eh, I thought you would be humble enough to let me get rid of the heir!"

Woad quipped.

"Why do you want to remove it? I am!"

Mo Wuyu looked surprised.

"Poof!"

Xia Ye and Xiang Guo almost choked to death with saliva, the heir of the Mo family, this position is even more noble than the patriarch of the Xia clan.

"I'm not interested, though!"

Mo Wuxuan shrugged his shoulders.

"Niu Boyi!"

Woad fruit than a thumbs up.

"After becoming the head of the Mo family, there are too many broken things, how can I still have time to study the mechanism technique? Besides, there are a few competitors, super powerful, I may not be able to win!"

Mo Wuxuan explained, and looked at the public loss platform: "Didn't you just want to make me a puppet? ”

"No!

The face of the public losing platform turned white, among the witchcraft, there are some annihilation of human nature, destruction of the way of heaven, when used, the price to pay is too great, it is called a forbidden technique, and in the same way, in the mechanism technique, all the transformation involving the human body is listed as a taboo mechanism technique, and it is not allowed to be studied.

"I, I'm just trying to scare you, I can't do such a high-end trick at all!"

Tears and snot flowed down his face, he didn't want to be transformed into a machine war puppet, it was even more painful than death.

"Tell you quietly, I will!"

Mo Wu grinned.

Belch!

The public lost the platform and fainted to death.

Swish!

Even the female warriors, who were not afraid of the sky and the earth, subconsciously took two steps back, but the ghost master came over with a curious face.

"Cowardice!"

Mo Wuxuan pursed her lips, she saw the fear of the female warriors, but she didn't bother to tell them that she was joking, because time was too precious for Mo Wuxuan.

"Alright, let's go to your tribe!"

Mo Wuxuan urged: "I still need inspiration to write it down quickly!"