Chapter Seventy-Two: The Competition?!You're Weak
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"Well, is my cooking delicious, my brother. Ling'er looked at Mo Feidao, whose face was flushed, and he shook his head with his eyes closed.
Mo Fei endured the feeling of the great pain of his tongue being pricked, and said with a smile on his face: "It's delicious, it's delicious, Ling'er." I didn't expect Ling'er's cooking skills to be so unique, it really embarrassed me. ”
"Hehe, then you should eat more, brother. There's a lot more on the plate. With that, Ling'er put all the sweet potatoes in her hand in front of Mo Fei.
Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but be speechless when he saw that Ling'er didn't pay attention to him at all. Even if you hurt Mo Fei, you don't have to hate yourself so much, it's a plate of sweet potatoes. Although I don't know what it means to pull silk, but looking at Mo Fei's enjoyment, he just looks bitter.
"Ling'er, can I eat some?"
Li Xiaoyao couldn't help it after all, and asked.
Ling'er looked at Li Xiaoyao, who pretended to be pitiful, and left the back room after a glance. "Brother Fei, hurry up and eat, don't let some people eat. ”
Hearing Ling'er's words, Li Xiaoyao cried, and Mo Fei also cried. Your sister, this is not eating sweet potatoes, this is eating acupuncture rock candy, my tongue......
"Don't worry, I'll eat Ling'er right away. ”
Hearing Mo Fei's reply, Ling'er left with peace of mind.
"Mo Fei, what are you going to do, give me the sweet potato in your hand, otherwise be careful that I will be unkind to you. After that, Li Xiaoyao also pulled out his golden sword to threaten him.
Although he was not happy with Li Xiaoyao's actions. But he, who had already had a pain in his tongue from pulling out the sweet potato, was obviously willing to hand over this so-called delicacy to Li Xiaoyao.
But...... It's got to be done.
"Li Xiaoyao, what are you going to do with your sword. I can tell you, if you make a move on me, Ling'er will definitely not let you go. ”
Hearing Mo Fei's words, Li Xiaoyao pursed his lips and smiled: "Mo Fei, I'll tell you the truth." With your swordsmanship, I can defeat you with one move. Ling'er, she's mine. ”
"Yours, yours. Everything is yours. Here, this plate of sweet potatoes is also yours. With that, Mo Fei snickered and hurriedly left the bed.
Looking at Mo Fei who was leaving, Li Xiaoyao put down the golden sword in his hand and said, "Count you as acquaintances!"
"Tsk, the sweet potato made by Ling'er makes my mouth water. ”
A minute later. Mo Fei, who was waiting outside the kitchen, heard a heart-rending shout.
Alas...... I said I wouldn't let you eat it. I still want to eat. No, did you say it!? Whatever, it doesn't matter anyway.
But in the future, you must not download any more novels for Ling'er, it's too cheating. Who wrote the novel, and why do you still teach people how to cook?
At this moment, Ling'er, who heard the screams, also ran out of her house. She thought it was Mo Fei who was wrong with Li Xiaoyao again, but ......
I saw Mo Fei sitting at the table where he was eating. And at the door of the kitchen, there was Li Xiaoyao, who had just been pierced in his tongue and was spitting blood in pain.
"Brother Fei, what's going on?" Ling'er asked with a blank expression.
"Ah, I don't know. I sat well on the bed, and Li Xiaoyao kicked me out. And then...... And he screamed. ”
"Really?!"
Ling'er is kind-hearted after all, and she can't bear to look at Li Xiaoyao's miserable appearance. Hurriedly ran over and asked, "Brother Xiaoyao, what's wrong with you?"
Ling'er, who was screaming, saw Ling'er running to her side, hurriedly held back a smile from the pain in her mouth, and said, "It's okay, Ling'er." It's just that I'm too greedy and my tongue is pierced. ”
"Uh...... Brother Xiaoyao, you are so careless. With that, Ling'er's spiritual power turned in his hand and pressed towards Li Xiaoyao's mouth.
The moment Ling'er's hand touched Li Xiaoyao's mouth, his pain disappeared. And I felt a cool sensation running between my mouth.
In less than three minutes, his pricked tongue was all healed.
"Wait a minute, Brother Xiaoyao. Ling'er will go and get you some pills to avoid the recurrence of the wound. ”
Li Xiaoyao glanced at Ling'er in disbelief, and then became angry and came to Mo Fei, who was leisurely and complacent.
"What's wrong?" said Mo Fei.
"Mo Fei, did you do anything in the sweet potato, you are too yin!"
"Hey, hey, don't slander me. I didn't do anything. You have to eat it yourself, and I didn't force you. ”
"I don't dare to admit it. Well, in that case, you dare to duel with me for swordsmanship!"
Forehead...... Mo Fei looked at Li Xiaoyao and was completely speechless. Why is it always like this, do you look like such a black-bellied person?
Looking at Li Xiaoyao, Mo Fei said: "If you want me to compete with you, you have to give me a sword." You're not going to bully an unarmed person, are you?"
"Nonsense, I, Li Xiaoyao, am not the kind of shameless person. With that, he ran into the kitchen, then took out an iron sword that had been prepared a long time ago and handed it to Mo Fei.
I'll go, I'm ready!
Looking at Li Xiaoyao, Mo Fei frightened: "Watch my monkey steal peaches!"
"Monkey stealing peaches?" Is there such a swordsmanship?
"Smack!"
Li Xiaoyao doesn't care if he is peachy or not, since it is a swordsmanship competition, then don't blame yourself for being polite!
"Edgeworthiness!"
As soon as Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, his golden sword suddenly flew out from the scabbard behind his back, and then changed into two, two into three, like thousands of flying golden swords, and attacked towards Mo Fei.
Looking at this skill that can only be seen in the game, I was completely stunned. It was the first time he had seen it up close......
But...... There didn't seem to be a trace of fear in his heart.
At this moment, Mo Fei also moved.
I saw that the sword in Mo Fei's hand was as light and soft as having eyes, and it was continuous, blocking the golden sword from Li Xiaoyao.
The seemingly countless golden swords seemed to have encountered a propeller, and they were all blocked by an iron sword in Mo Fei's hand.
Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at Mo Fei's gravity and gravity, beautiful and chic swordsmanship. What kind of swordsmanship is this, why is it so powerful, and it doesn't need to be driven by spiritual power!
At this moment, Mo Fei moved again. His figure was like a ghost in Li Xiaoyao's eyes, and he couldn't see where he was.
"Smack!"
Li Xiaoyao suddenly felt a pain in his legs, and immediately knelt on one knee, supporting his body that fell to the ground with both hands.
"You lost. Mo Fei said lightly.
"I ...... I lost...... I lost...... Haha, I actually lost!"
Li Xiaoyao looked at Mo Fei, and his heart suddenly became endlessly sad. Unexpectedly, even the swordsmanship that he regarded as an honor was defeated in the hands of Mo Fei.
At this time, he seemed to know why the Wine Sword Immortal was going to run away when he saw it.
"Hahahaha, why did I only think of ...... now," Li Xiaoyao muttered to himself in a gloomy mood.
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