Looking at Yin Yi's busy figure in the distance, Mo Tingyin released the painting scroll in his hand.

"There is one thing I think is quite strange about painting rivers and mountains. Mo Tingyin scratched his head, very puzzled.

There is no sound in painting.

Mo Tingyin shouted a few more times, and only then did he finally speak.

"Finally remembered me?" his voice was full of dissatisfaction, "If it hadn't been for me just now, you would have died there, and you would have been embarrassed to blow the motorcycle you conjured up with that little deer demon." ”

"Isn't my motorcycle powerful?" Mo Tingyin scratched his head and said suspiciously, "Actually, I also think it's quite strange, the motorcycle is quite powerful, but you can't kill a wolf demon with mana and a strong body at once!"

"It took so long for you to realize?" said Hua Jiangshan disdainfully, "with that iron-skinned monster you are riding, how can you kill a sturdy wolf demon? ”

"Did you help me?" Mo Tingyin said hesitantly.

She always thought that the scroll in her hand had no ability.

After all, it has been in her hands for more than ten years, and she has never seen him contribute before.

"I don't know how thick the sky is," said the poisonous tongue of the painter, "I think I can save the spar and conjure things out of thin air, and I feel invincible in the world." Don't you know that you have no mana yourself, and the ordinary things you conjure up can't deal with youkai at all?"

Consciously ignoring the knowledge point of "being able to save the spar", Mo Ting Yinguang thought that he was really thrilling just now.

In the past, her blood was extraordinary, able to restrain youkai, but now that her blood has lost its effectiveness, how can she kill the wolf demon leader with a motorcycle?

Even if the speed of the motorcycle was very fast at that time, it was possible to hit and kill people, and it was impossible to say that it would kill the demon.

"If I hadn't been by your side at the time, you would have died under that crash!" was a rare little nervous in the tone of the painting Jiangshan's reproach.

Mo Tingyin asked casually, "Are you caring about me?"

He was speechless and said, "I care about what you do?"

Although he couldn't see the expression of the painting Jiangshan, Mo Tingyin could imagine his disgusted expression.

She pouted and said, "If my blood is still effective, can I still use you to help?"

Speaking of this painting, there are some reasons, and he doesn't open his mouth again.

He has only learned in recent years that women are the ones who are the most coercive in repaying kindness, and he can't repay them, so he can only remain silent.

Not far away, Yin Yi found a lot of fruits and walked back with them.

Mo Tingyin hurriedly whispered: "I said to paint the country, you tell me what happened just now, otherwise if I encounter a monster again, I may die, if I die, you won't be able to live! I will definitely tear you apart before I die!"

The painting scroll trembled in Mo Tingyin's hand, and the voice of the painting was as arrogant as ever: "What a woman who is greedy for life and afraid of death! Seeing that you are so pitiful, I will tell you." ”

Yin Yi was getting closer and closer to him, and Mo Tingyin said anxiously: "If you have something to say, say it quickly!"

was scolded by Mo Tingyin like this, and he wanted to get angry, but he was afraid of delaying the business, so he had to explain quickly: "I was in the palm of your right hand, and you naturally had some mana in your right hand, and when you rode that monster, the mana was transmitted to the monster, and you could kill the wolf demon." ”

"Are you saying that no matter where the scroll is on me, where do I have mana?" Mortin's voice lowered.

When he thought about it at the beginning, this stupid woman always put him on his lap, and he felt very ashamed, and he let out an almost inaudible "um".

Since he has mana, why should he be attached to others? Mo Tingyin asked his own question, and the painting completely exploded.

He wouldn't say a word.

Looking at Yin Yi who walked to him, Mo Tingyin hurriedly received the scroll in the palm of his hand.

It's her secret, and no one can know it.

"Tingyin, who are you talking to?" Yin Yi asked curiously.

Mo Tingyin shook his head and said calmly: "No, I'm just chatting with my motorcycle for a few days, after all, I haven't summoned it for a long time." ”

"Can it understand?" asked Yin Yi as he touched the cold body of the motorcycle.

Mo Tingyin smiled: "I don't know, it's very obedient anyway." ”

Yin Yi said enviously: "I also want to have such a mount." Where did you get it?"

Being asked like this, Mo Tingyin shrugged helplessly, and said bluntly: "Forgive me." ”

Everyone has their own secrets, didn't Yin Yi also refuse to tell her all the secrets of Huaguan, why did she have to tell him everything?

Yin Yi snorted and stopped asking.

"Tingyin, how can we deal with these wolf demons?" Yin Yi felt at the bottom of his heart when he thought that they were going to deal with so many monsters by one person and one demon.

Mo Tingyin shook his head and said, "I don't know, go back and plan it well." I'll practice my riding skills first. ”

After eating fruit, Mo Tingyin rode a motorcycle all over the grassland.

They all practice in places where there are fewer people.

Mo Tingyin was a little gearing up, wanting to meet the kind of monster that didn't have long eyes, so that she could practice her hands and see if she was better than before with the blessing of the mana of the scroll.

After riding for several laps, no monsters took the initiative to provoke, even those who waited and watched were far away.

This gave Mo Tingyin a new understanding of these monsters.

She thought that the monsters were not afraid of anything, but now it seems that they are more timid than humans.

In the rearview mirror, they saw the wolf demons who had been watching them.

Mo Tingyin curled the corners of his mouth, and used these wolf demons to practice his hands.

She raced the bike to the top of her speed, flicking the front brake and throwing the rear wheel in a nice arc.

Yin Yi, who was sitting in the back seat, was almost thrown away, he hugged Mo Tingyin's waist tightly, and asked loudly with both nervousness and excitement, "What kind of spell are you?"

Mo Tingyin also replied excitedly and loudly: "This is called drifting, how is it, is it cool?"

"Cool!" Yin Yi replied excitedly. He didn't know what "cool" meant, but he could guess it.

A few unlucky wolf demons saw that the steel monster was coming towards them, and quickly turned around and ran.

Their boss had died at the hands of this steel monster, and they must not risk their lives.

Mo Tingyin didn't intend to let them go.

Increasing the throttle, the motorcycle roared and chased after the wolf demon.

A few wolf demons panicked and ran around the grassland.

They wanted to go to the place where the wolf demons gathered, but Mo Tingyin stopped them again and again, and finally these wolf demons finally ran out, lying on the ground panting, unable to get up.

Mo Tingyin was also a little frustrated, and he didn't know how much oil he had left after running down this big circle.

Without thinking about it so much, Mo Tingyin increased the throttle and rushed towards the wolf demon.

She was bound to get these few spars.