Chapter 131: What the post caused
Secret art is not difficult to learn, it mainly depends on the student.
But if this student turned into any of Lan Yan, Yun Xiu, and Zi Sangyue, Mo You didn't believe that they wouldn't know this secret technique.
After all, after she fell asleep back then, most of the Protoss' collection of books was left to these three people.
Mo You's smiling eyes at Shang Lan Yan felt the original youthfulness from his body.
It's as if the divine power and calmness accumulated over tens of thousands of years no longer exist.
"Okay." Mo You picked up a stone in the basket and did it very slowly step by step, just like he had taught him the formation at the beginning.
Where it will lead to failure, Mo You talked carefully for a long time.
By the time this formation in his hand was formed and the dark blue stone lit up, half a star had passed.
"Did you learn?"
This kind of formation is not difficult for Lan Yan.
Mo You held the shiny inky blue stone in his hand, blinked his eyes the same color as the stone, and asked the person next to him softly.
These inky blue stones were all made by her from mountain stones, and they themselves contained her divine powers.
With Lan Yan's ability, it is not difficult to learn.
Lan Yan thought of the posts he had browsed on the Star Net before, and his expression hesitated for a moment.
What I want to see seems to be 108,000 miles away from reality.
Mo You understood the wrong meaning of Lan Yan this time.
She looked down at the stone in her hand, as if to reassess the difficulty of the secret technique.
"Didn't you learn?" For the first time, Moyou began to question his own teaching methods.
She was thinking about how to teach Lan Yan to understand when she heard Lan Yan's answer.
"Got it." Lan Yan replied.
Similar posts on Starnet are not credible at all.
There is no distance in and no closer.
If Lan Yan takes a closer look at the message of that post, he will find that at the end of the post, there is a very small line of small words.
The content written on it is: The content is purely fictional, please do not take it seriously, and do not use it lightly in reality.
"I'll leave it to you." Mo You paused, "Then you have someone ask Yun Xiu to see if they need this." β
"Okay." Lan Yan picked up a dull inky blue stone, quickly drew a formation on it, and engraved it on it.
He was very fast, almost seven or eight minutes to finish.
Mo You looked at Lan Yan's actions, flowing smoothly, not like when he had just learned.
Coming out of a misunderstanding that he hadn't learned, Mo You noticed something was wrong.
She nodded at one of the runes without knowing anything, and then changed another rune in the air, "Wouldn't it be more convenient to replace this one?" β
If you don't master this kind of thing very skillfully, it is difficult to find the flexibility in it.
In particular, this kind of secret art that can explore the divine consciousness of living beings, in which the flexibility of change is even lower, and there is almost no room for change.
"Yes, but ......" Lan Yan had just opened his mouth for half a sentence before he suddenly paused.
He paused, tilting his head to the other side, avoiding eye contact with Mo You.
"But what?" Mo You had a faint smile in his voice, quietly waiting for Lan Yan's answer.
Lan Yan couldn't help but turn his head to look over again, his light golden eyes lost his previous calmness and blandness, and there were more unnatural emotions, "I just want the Lord God to teach me." β
Mo You let out an 'um' and stuffed a piece of chocolate into Lan Yan's hand, "The reward of learning." β
This kind of reward for learning has received a lot from Lan Yan in the past.
Sometimes it's delicious pastries, sometimes it's nice clothes, shoes, or whatever.
Now it's chocolate.
Mo You didn't ask him why he suddenly wanted to teach himself, but just brushed the question over very calmly.
It's as if she knew there was a piece of strawberry cake in the box, but she didn't open it because she didn't like it.
The answer to this question, she chose not to know.
The robot brought a small cake with taro paste and meat floss, as well as a glass of honey water.
She sat on the couch on the side and watched as Lan Yan skillfully and quickly turned all the dull inky blue stones into glowing blue stones.
In this gap, Mo You logged on to Shangxing.com and browsed through posts she had never browsed before.
These posts share the same characteristic.
It's all about love.
God doesn't understand what kind of feelings can be attributed to love.
So God is studying carefully.
The posts on the Star Network are true or false, and it is not easy to find the answers you really want to know from them.
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When Mo You saw this post, his fingers paused, but he still clicked in.
The expected long list of analyses did not appear, with only a few sentences on it:
When you choose to click on this post, it means that you have already liked it.
Mo You's expression was stunned, and she raised her eyes to look at Lan Yan without a trace.
Obviously he was just thinking very seriously, but Mo You's ears were a little hot.
She pulled a bracelet out of her cuff.
Twelve beads are strung on this bracelet, each of which has a rune carved into it.
Pull the beads in your hand and let yourself fall silent again.
I don't know when it began, in the live broadcast open to the people of the Federation and the people of the Empire, a live broadcast robot quietly pointed the camera at Mo You and Lan Yan who were sitting on the audience stage.
From the beginning of the game, the two of them did not pay attention to the result of the game.
The cheers and disappointments on the field seemed to be isolated from the world.
As soon as the people of the Federation saw Mo You and Lan Yan, there were more barrages floating on the screen than when they had just watched the game.
I love Strawberry Cake: It's been a long time since I've seen the King and the Guardian.
I love mango cake: hahaha, the sisters upstairs are like-minded.
I love blueberry cake: the years are quiet, and they are a good match.
Lying on the bed and watching the drama: What did the guardian say just now, I actually saw a void on the king's face!
Hahaha: I also want to know, is there anyone who can lip speak?
Lip Talker: I'm here, and their conversation is normal.
Singing is out of tune: when can we wait for the wedding of the king and the guardian?
The Wind Blows Bald: Huh? Are the King and the Guardian together?
Fruit wine slightly drunk: No, but I think it's almost there.
Pray for snow: Though it really feels fast.
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Since I don't know when, Mo You and Lan Yan have more CP fans than the screen CP fans in film and television dramas and movies.
After all, two powerful people are inseparable together every day, and their appearances are so compatible, it's hard not to feel good.
It can be said that in this interstellar age where spiritual entertainment can be called scarce, the king and the guardian are their most sincere, representing all aspects of faith!
By the time the last game was over, Lan Yan had already engraved all the dark blue stones into the formation.
A basket of stones with a blue halo was piled up. (End of chapter)