Mo Fan, who came at some point, sat on the back of the little turtle, looked at the two waves more than a foot high, and couldn't help but smack his lips: "Jiujian, your training diving is really good, if you participate in the Olympics, you will definitely be able to win the gold medal."

"Diving? wait, what is the Olympics? Is the gold medal a brand made of gold coins?" Jiu Jian heard Mo Fan's inquiry, and felt that he was suddenly asked. At this time, my head was still a little bit, and I couldn't react.

Mo Fan glanced at the wine sword with disdain, and then jumped off the back of the little turtle: "The Olympic Games are the most famous sports competition in our Shennong Valley, and diving is one of them."

"It's interesting, diving is actually compared to people, is it faster than diving to commit suicide?". The more Jiujian thought about it, the more enjoyable he felt, and he couldn't help but smile when he imagined a scene of a person diving into the water one after another.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth twitched fiercely, the first time he heard that the diving competition was actually a suicide by diving: "I was defeated by your imagination with the wine sword."

“......“。 The wine sword slammed his mouth speechlessly, and the pleasant feeling he had just found from Gavin and Paul was instantly shattered by the blow.

Just as the wine sword was speechless, the voices of Gavin and Paul were heard from the water.

"Help, I just remembered that I couldn't swim."

"Paul, you're pulling me, I can't swim."

"Can't swim, can't swim what do you plop around".

"What is a mess, aren't you also messing around?".

Gavin and Paul's heads sink and float on the water, one after another.

Mo Fan looked at the two of them, and saw that the water in the pool was not high, and felt embarrassed: "Don't you know how to stand up?

"Gavin, did you hear me? Someone just said that the water is small."

"Nonsense, even you heard it, can I still not hear it."

"How do you speak? Hey, it seems that the water is really not deep." Paul stood up suddenly, looked at the water level in his chest, and subconsciously kicked Gavin, who was still in the water.

Gavin hurriedly stood up holding his stomach and glared at Paul angrily: "Who told you to kick me in the stomach?

"Don't, Gavin, we have something to say." When Paul saw Gavin's annoyed look, he quickly smiled.

Mo Fan looked at the two of them who were half like living treasures, picked up a stone casually, and threw it over: "Have you made enough trouble?"

"Ah, Brother Mo Fan, when did you come?" Paul and Gavin followed the sound and looked over, both taken aback.

The little turtle dissipated the elemental power and walked towards the stinky and little wolf lying on the side, staring intently. Then he followed their example and lay down.

"Ahem, ahem, ......". Jiujian coughed dryly, then took the whip in his hand and pumped it into the water fiercely: "Why are you still stunned, why don't you continue to stand on the stake for me."

"This, wine sword, can we have a discussion." Looking at the wet clothes, Paul and Gavin hurriedly looked at the wine sword as if flattering.

Jiujian raised his eyebrows, and deliberately put on an unhappy look: "You have a lot of things, if you have something to say, let it go quickly."

"Can we go and change clothes first, you look so wet and inconvenient."

"What do you think?"

"You have to change, Gavin, don't you say yes, this dress is inconvenient on the body."

"I agree with Paul's proposal, let's change the wine sword."

The wine sword glared fiercely, and the whip was a little heavier: "You guys talk a lot of nonsense, but unfortunately I don't think it's good."

"This, wine sword, can you be accommodating." Gavin and Paul looked pitifully at the wine sword, and then turned their gaze to Mo Fan.

The wine sword swung the whip violently, and a splash of water splashed, just blocking the sight of the two of them looking at Mo Fan: "If I say no, I can't, even if you look at Mo Fan, you can't do it."

"You—You must have done it on purpose." Gavin wanted to cry without tears, but in addition to looking at it like this, he could hold a wine sword like this. was already at a loss, but in addition to the strength and can't compare with others, at this time I can only pinch my nose and admit it.

Splashes of water rose where the whip fell, and then the roar of the wine sword came: "If you don't go to the stake, you will bear the consequences."

"Wine sword, do you want to be so ruthless". Paul was very impatient with his friends, and this wine sword was too unkind.

As soon as Gavin was about to speak, he saw whip marks coming from the sky. Hurriedly stomped his foot in the water and jumped on the stake: "Don't fight the wine sword, I'm coming up."

"If you have something to say, don't move your hands and feet, I'll go up now, I'll go up now." Seeing that the whip was about to strike, Paul did not dare to say anything more, and hurriedly jumped on the stake.

Jiujian nodded with satisfaction, it seems that the two of them are not completely incorrigible: "Stand up, now let's continue."

As soon as the words fell, the wine sword mustered up the strength of his whole body and pulled it down fiercely.

Then a heart-rending wail sounded, and the three onlookers who watched the little turtle, the stinky smell, and the little wolf shook their heads.

"Wine sword, don't you get tired if you continue to fight like this?" Seeing the wine sword wielding the whip so dedicatedly and hitting those wooden stakes, Mo Fan couldn't help but smack his lips.

Hearing the inquiry, the wine sword was waving the whip and looked at Mo Fan: "Do you have any good way?"

"Actually, there are solutions, but it's too bad." Mo Fan shook his head and nodded, looking at the two wailing people, as if he was a little moved.

These three words flashed in his mind, and Jiu Jian looked at Mo Fan with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if it's damaged or not, as long as it can be used."

"Are you sure?".

"I'm pretty sure my hands are going to be sore when I swing the whip like this."

Mo Fan subconsciously touched his chin and smiled at the two people standing on the stake.

Gavin and Paul, seeing the grim smile, couldn't help but shudder.

"Wine sword, you have to think about it. If I say it, you must use it as long as it works."

"What is so mysterious, as long as it works, my wine sword promises you that it will be used."

Mo Fan deliberately took two steps back and forth, and pointed to the stake: "Aren't there two people? You let them divide them into two groups, one person will whip and one person will stand on the stake."

"So they won't release the water". Jiujian seemed a little hesitant, after all, it felt a bit unreliable.

Mo Fan patted Jiujian's shoulder, and his tone was full of confidence: "It's not me saying you, you have to have confidence in yourself." If they dare to release the water, you can punish them. You've been watching from the sidelines anyway."

"It seems to make sense, which of the two of you comes first". As soon as he thought of it, he stopped swinging his whip and looked at the two people standing on the stake.

Hearing the inquiry, both of them pointed to themselves at the same time: "I".

"What am I, Paul, how can you rob me?

"Yes, Gavin, how can you rob me? You better let me come, I promise that the whip will be heavy, and I wish you a speedy promotion to an intermediate warrior."

"Paul seems to need to be a mid-level fighter the most, and it should be you."

Listening to the quarrel between the two, Mo Fan shrugged helplessly, it seems that this is destined to be another endless argument.