"You can't use this painting in this place, I'm afraid ......"

Mo Qi'er told the rock not to use this painting in this lake, otherwise it would bring trouble.

Rock nodded, he thought that Mo Qi'er was worried about Mo Ling'er and the three of them, and it would be a trouble for them to see it.

Don't seek revenge and make trouble.

That's good, but it's not good if you're always being watched.

You can't always guard against thieves, it's too tiring, and it's better not to let them know.

"Let's go! Let's go! ”

The rock hooked Mo Qi'er's shoulder, and walked in the direction of the purple bamboo forest.

The real purpose of this is to build a small building in the lake in the purple bamboo forest.

"Huh! The sword energy is gone! ”

Mo Qi'er seemed to have just found out, and reached out to stir the mist in front of him, trying to find the sword qi, but there was no reaction at all, and those fluttering sword qi disappeared out of thin air.

The mist was drenched, and there was no longer the sword aura of the previous one.

No more scary situations.

This made him curious, looking around, tilting his head to think.

For a long time, he suddenly turned his head slowly and looked at the rock with an expression of disbelief.

"You got it!"

Mo Qi'er turned his head, as smart as he was, and immediately thought about the rock.

Only the rock left his eyes, and the hand that could control the sword qi immediately thought that this must be related to the rock.

As for how you got it, it doesn't matter, it's enough to be safe anyway.

Don't worry about the sword qi hurting you.

"Huh! Isn't it just for landscape painting? If you're not careful, you'll lose it. ”

The rock pretended to be reserved, but the smugness was revealed.

He almost cocked his tail for Mo Qi'er to see.

Immediately met with Mo Qi'er's disdainful eyes and kept pouting.

"Bah, if you get another one, I'll take a look."

Mo Qi'er pushed away the rock and hugged his hand, his teeth itching, of course, he was making a look.

Friendship, okay! Enough to make such an expression.

Even scolding the last sentence is not in the way.

Looking at the rocks, the girl in my heart, this guy, who is cheap and obedient, looks up and down with contempt.

I almost pounced on it to get a little treasure.

In the end, he shook his head helplessly.

Thinking about it, there is nothing good, except for the splashed ink landscape paintings of my ancestors, I am afraid I can't get anything.

This place is not to the core, there is nothing.

Even if there is, it's someone else's stuff.

Besides, if there is really a baby, with this guy's virtue, he won't show it off at this moment!

Think about it, this person doesn't understand anything, no matter whether he is good or bad.

But fortunately, people are honest, righteous enough, and people who make friends.

Enough to allow yourself to follow left and right.

There were rocks, and soon returned to the entrance of the purple bamboo forest, in front of the doorway.

The two of them looked left and right, not daring to move.

I haven't figured it out yet!

"Stand still."

The rock looked nervously at Mo Qi'er and pointed to the ground.

With a casual flick just now, he saw a shallow ink line on the ground leading into the distance.

"What's this?"

The rock kept muttering to himself that something didn't feel right.

There is a big problem with such a line, and it is not solid to be unsure if you don't figure it out.

Mo Qi'er glanced down, her brows furrowed and quickly stretched, she shook her head, and suddenly sighed.

There was already a guess in my mind, and there was nothing else but them.

Only they want to get something out of themselves, and others will not make such an idea.

Know that you've always been careful, and people you've never been in contact with won't do this to you.

Only they have such a chance.

"Hey! After all, I can't help it! ”

Mo Qi'er looked into the distance where the ink line extended, and his eyes could not hide his anger.

It's been seen once, and it's been uncovered.

is still using it, which shows that they are really thick-skinned.

Mo Qi'er knew what they thought, it was nothing more than the former Mo family, and they couldn't write two Mo families in one stroke.

You can do this with a cheeky face, and you can say to the outside world that you are the sinner of the Mo family.

It's time to do it yourself, it's time to give up all your rights.

It's so beautiful to think that it can really be used to describe their restless hearts in terms of whimsy.

"Take your body as a fight, draw a line and lead the way, hehe!"

Mo Qi'er's laughter, which is worse than crying, was really stimulated, is this the Mo family in the image!

completely subverted what was in his heart, and that pain was only understood by him.

It is not easy for such a secret technique to inflict on the human body.

But this kind of secret technique has always been used against the sinners of the Mo family.

Ask yourself, are you really a sinner of the Mo family?

You can use the word hehe to represent everything you think.

But they did it anyway, in order to get something, they didn't have to ask, it was clear at a glance.

He is just a pathfinder, and he can be sacrificed at any time.

Thinking about it this way, they only had a chance when they were still in the Mo family ten years ago.

That is, they had everything ready ten years ago, and they were just doing the work for them.

Utilization, utilization of red fruit.

Hide what you do.

I am afraid that my suffering for so many years has also been given by them.

The Mo family has no family affection.

And so it was!

It's not terrible to fight with your body, but it's really scary to draw a line, but what is really scary is something connected to such a secret technique.

Maybe he saw that Mo Qi'er was young and ignorant, so he planted such a secret technique.

But there is a know, the current Mo beggar knows everything about the Mo family, even some secret secrets, he also knows.

And this kind of secret technique is exactly what Mo Qi'er knows.

In the end, such a secret technique is to set oneself on fire.

A spellcaster who is thousands of miles away can take the life of the person who incarnates the ink bucket at any time through such an ink line.

And it was burned in a very cruel fire.

Why?

Murder, of course.

"Can it be cut off?"

The rock raised the purple bamboo sword in his hand, pointed to the ink line on the ground with one hand, and turned his head to ask Mo Qi'er.

Such a line exposes the whereabouts of the two.

"Don't mess around, it'll only hurt me at this time."

Mo Qi'er also saw that the rock was kind, but it was really not this time.

If he could have cut it off, he would have done it himself.

It's just that it can't, this thing has to be cut off by the caster.

Of course, there is another way, but only if the caster has given up on the other side of the ink line.

"There is a way, but it must be after the other side gives up."

Mo Qi'er told the rock the method, and only by relying on the rock could he save himself.

But now there is no way to do it for the time being, and hope cannot be pinned on Mo Ling'er and the three of them.

If they don't do it well, they will really want their own lives, after all, they are about to lose their value.

And they control this ink line, and they indirectly control their own destiny.

Something that can take a person's life at any time.

Maybe only the rocks can save their lives!

Mo Qi'er thought to herself.

The rock and the ink beggar did not leave, and turned around and waited here, believing that the three of them would come soon.

As expected!

Waiting soon, three figures appeared in the mist, after all, there was no sword qi in the current mist, and it had become an ordinary thing.

It's just to cover the road ahead, with such an ink line guidance, Mo Ling'er and the three of them can easily get to the rock and Mo Qi'er.

"Give me back my stuff."

As soon as Mo Ling'er saw the rock, she hurried a few steps and approached the rock to ask for it.

Cheeky and come over, no way, things are too precious, it's worth it.

"What's yours?"

The rock deliberately asked loudly, just to let his aunt hear.

Let her see what virtue she has as a loser.

Mo Ling'er didn't dare to make a noise, slanted at the rock, and cursed viciously in a low voice.

Look down and step aside, pretending nothing had happened.

"Baby son, what's wrong!"

Aunt Yun discovered Mo Linger's abnormality and caught up with Mo Linger and asked.

"Nothing."

Mo Ling'er dared to tell the truth, and she seemed to have to avoid his mother.

It's as if a mouse has touched a cat and runs away.

Aunt Yun looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly turned her head towards the rock, angry.

She thought it must be the rocks that had provoked her son.

"Don't mess with my son, otherwise my Mo family won't let you go!"

The rock was stunned, looking at Aunt Yun like a monster.

Okay! What are these words, if I provoke your son, the Mo family will not let me go.

If I let you know what Mo Linger did, would she have the confidence to speak like this?

I really want to take out Duan Yan and pat her face to see how thick her face is.

"And you, the sinner of the Mo family, don't deserve to be with my son, get out of the way!"

Aunt Yun looked at the rock and was silent, and burned the fire on Mo Qi'er again.

He pointed at Mo Qi'er and scolded him.

"Ahem! Aunt Yun, Third Master, I want to never see you, but you have solved it for me! Look, it's all here, there's no need to keep it anymore! ”

Mo Qi'er spoke, looking at Aunt Yun and Mo Sanye, he didn't know who planted the ink fountain on his body, if he wanted to untie it, he had to do it with this person.

Deliberately pointed around, let them see the purple bamboo forest and the entrance, indicating that the destination has arrived, and they have no value.

It's up to you whether it's dead or alive, anyway, if you don't leave, what Tianyun pen, it doesn't matter.

"Haha! Indeed, there is no need to keep it! ”

Mo Sanye suddenly laughed and walked up to Mo Qi'er, looking up and down.

I saw that Mo Qi'er knew everything.

"You're just something that can't be made, you've been practicing the Qi Realm for so many years, look at my grandson's success in building a foundation, how can you compare, it's useless to keep it!"

Mo Sanye proudly pointed at Mo Ling'er, his thumb was tall, and he boasted proudly about his awesomeness.

Mo Qi'er shook her head and sighed in a low voice, a bunch of fools!

Pretend not to say a word, love to say whatever you want.

Just fart, nothing.

The rocks are a little unbearable, as far as Mo Ling'er is concerned, what is there to be proud of.

A loser is really useless, a waste.

Mo Qi'er has been waiting here for ten years, but he has no cultivation resources, so he has reached the peak of Qi cultivation, if he is given resources, he can be worse than Mo Ling'er, it is simply a joke.

But there is no way to say this, the cultivation is there, Mo Ling'er has already built the foundation realm, and Mo Qi'er is still practicing the qi realm, as for the reason, no one cares, right.

It's enough to already divide the top and low, who cares if you're a weakling.

If you are weak, you should be unlucky, it's as simple as that.