Chapter 620: Teach Them a Lesson 1

Monks who are able to cultivate will usually become more sensitive than ordinary people who can't cultivate, and even their hearing will become better than ordinary people who can't cultivate, and moreover, after most monks cultivate, their ability to perceive will also become better than that of ordinary people who can't cultivate.

Of course, if a monk wants to make his skills more powerful, and wants to improve his hearing and perception skills, this will naturally have a lot to do with his future cultivation progress.

Since Mo Ziran was able to cultivate, because he had already experienced it himself, he had a deeper understanding of these.

Her eyes looked through the gaps exposed by the lifted tiles, and she looked inside suspiciously, thinking that she had a certain understanding of what would happen after cultivation, and she already had an accurate guess in her heart, although Yexi was quietly sneaking up on their chairs, she thought that Mo Ziting and Mo Zining, as a monk who was more agile than ordinary people, would not fall to the ground because the chair suddenly broke, and they would probably rely on their perceptual ability and agility to easily hide aside.

Mo Ziran still wanted to say in her heart that Yexi's trick didn't seem to teach them a lesson!

However, the facts in front of her told her a truth, don't think of every monk so well, especially the expectations of Mo Ziting and Mo Zining should not be too high, but she saw them exclaim at the moment the chair broke, but before she could react and dodge, both of them fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ah......" Mo Ziting was lying on the ground, one leg hit a few pieces of wood that had spread out after the chair broke, he covered his leg with one hand, and grinned with his teeth, which seemed to make Mo Ziran feel a little relieved.

Mo Ziting was okay, but Mo Zining fell a little embarrassed, and her head hit the ground all of a sudden, because the back of her head hit the ground, the delicate hairpin on her head fell from her hair, and part of her hair was scattered, and it looked like it had become messy, her body fell to the ground with a pile of broken wood, and a few pieces of a pile of hard wood happened to be pressed under her ass and thighs.

Among them, there was a piece of broken that was more serious, and the wood was pointed, and the point was directly pierced into the skin, flesh, and inside of her fart and strands.

"Oops...... It hurts, it hurts! Mo Zining pulled out the wood tied to her body with one hand, covered the stinging and painful places, and got up from the ground with her face twisted and frowning with teary eyes.

After getting up, he took his hand to his eyes and looked at it, and found that there were blood stains on his hands, so he immediately glared at Mo Ziting angrily and complained, pointing at Mo Ziting and cursing: "Ah...... Why is Princess Ben so unlucky? Second Emperor Brother, are you stupid? Look what the hell you're looking for, even the chairs here are so broken, and they broke down after sitting for a while, and I not only fell down, but also bled ......"

Although Mo Ziting didn't fall as seriously as Mo Zining, he also felt quite painful this fall, and he felt a little strange when he thought about it, just now when he broke the chair, he obviously wanted to dodge immediately, but why did he find that his body was not under his control for a moment, and he couldn't move?

Mo Ziting thought about it and felt that it was possible that he was thinking too much, how could his body be out of control, it should be that he was thinking about things just now, so he couldn't react in time when the chair broke.

Hearing Mo Zining's complaints, Mo Ziting's mood was not much better, and he immediately glared back at her coldly: "Why do we live in such a dilapidated place, the imperial sister should know best, right?" ”