"If you have a kind of tea, don't use your mouth." Xiao Ling'er looked at him and said, "She couldn't stand others causing trouble in front of her. If the two "brothers and sisters" make trouble, they can make the two families turn against each other, and others will never do it. They are the veritable king of trouble.

"You? Are you going to make trouble? It's best to be obedient like your brother, like a dog." The young man snorted coldly, holding a teacup in his hand, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he would directly put a big hat on Xiao Ling'er, and then act righteously. This not only makes him famous, but also makes him feel frustrated.

"Damn it! Some of your mountainous areas have you come out and you dare to make trouble in front of me and my sister." Mo Sheng heard this and slapped the wine glass in the boy's hand away. He knew what this boy meant, that is, he would flatter others and be so easy to bully.

What's more, I still made a profit by calling Xiao Ling'er "sister" a few more times.

Since he wants to make trouble, Mo Sheng actually likes to make trouble. Seeing this young man’s method of making trouble, he couldn’t help but sneer: I, brother and sister, will make the two families turn against each other, what are you doing?

"Hmph, that's it." Xiao Ling'er also snorted coldly, and at the same time gently touched Mo Sheng's elbow, angrily glanced at him, meaning: Take advantage of me again and try it.

As a result, Mo Sheng looked at Xiao Ling'er innocently and pretended to want to cry, as if he said again: You want to be my sister, what does it have to do with me?

"Oh." Xiao Ling'er rolled her eyes when she saw this expression, and let Mo Sheng call her sister again and again... as if she said again: The brother she was looking for would have to endure it even if she was kneeling down.

"You brother and sister don't swear to me in front of me. This will let your parents know, be careful to kill you." The young man was also angry because the two of them sang together, which made him feel that everything he said was futile.

"It's so troublesome. We communicate with each other with our eyes. Why are you troublesome? Are you looking for a fight?" Mo Sheng glanced at the young man coldly, as if he didn't look at him directly, and he didn't even take him seriously at all, which made the latter feel very uncomfortable and immediately became angry.

"Looking for death!" The young man was not very good at speaking, but was now left alone. Now he was angry and angry. At this time, he directly took out a long sword and wanted to fight here.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The inner disciple of the Holy Cloud Cave Heaven who registered at the registration office could not bear it anymore. How could he bully other brothers and sisters? After all, Mo Sheng had called him a few times, he should have come forward.

"Don't meddle in other people's business, I will definitely live with you in the future." The young man holding the sword said coldly. He could not speak and had a bad mouth. Such a person died the fastest.

"Oh, I'm bullying my temper, right?" The young man who registered for management was anxious when he heard this and walked over. He was also a cultivator in the Spirit-Snatching Realm, so he was not afraid of this young man's pure iron sword.

The young man in the registration office is called Lin Zihua. He has a good temper. In fact, the Shengyun sent him to manage the registration and deliberately chose someone with a good temper, because the people who registered are all body refiners, and there are many people who are not afraid of it. For example, if this young man holding a sword angers, if these practitioners are angry, they may really slap one in the face, which is not what Shengyun wants.

"This is a fair battle between us. You can't control it or save him." The young man still didn't take Lin Zihua seriously because he knew that the people who registered for management were prohibited from taking action against the body refiners.

"Forget it, handsome boy, this thing has not been taken medicine when going out, and it cannot be saved. We have tried our best and can't be saved anymore, right? We don't listen to discipline and like to be self-indulgent. We didn't talk to him, but we like to interrupt. Isn't this just being self-indulgent?"

Mo Sheng patted Lin Zihua on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "I can't save anyone, especially the words "do my best", which directly refers to the young man as a patient, and a patient with self-inflicted illness.

"Let's be sad and change." Xiao Ling'er also sighed, shook her head, and added this sentence.

"I'm so angry! You die!" The boy didn't know which fart came out of it. He had a bad temper. When he heard someone say bad things about him, he immediately jumped and wanted to kill someone.

"I'm going, we didn't talk to you, why did we get angry with you? Are you feeling self-indulgent again?" Mo Sheng said as if he was surprised.

"You can really beat me? Do you want me to help you hit him? Forget it, I will protect you." Lin Zihua looked at Mo Sheng's destiny and stepped back. If it really doesn't work, he will still take action. As long as it is not attacking people, saving people is completely allowed.

"Hehehe, this person may be killed if he makes trouble. I can't stand it anymore." Mo Sheng sighed, looking like "I'm helpless, too", and he had to take action.

"Die!" The young man broke down and rushed over and slashed it with a sword. This man had refined his body five times. Seeing that Mo Sheng was weak, his sister must be much more powerful, so he wanted to make trouble and exhale, and ended up kicking the iron plate.

Mo Sheng was sweet-mouthed, so he was told a lot; and he directly "Hey, I want to sign up", and he was told almost nothing, and he didn't even know where to gather. He was not very good at talking and didn't want to ask others, so he was drinking tea here to listen to the conversation between others and Lin Zidian to know where the venue was.

In fact, the venue is not a secret. Many things are known to everyone inside and outside, but Mo Sheng and this young man are a few who do not know about it.

He waited so much, but the treatment was too different, and the other party was not as powerful as his, which led to him trying to make trouble, but he didn't expect to meet the real king of trouble. In a few words, he made the two families turn against each other and become enemies.

"Hehehe." Mo Sheng sneered in his heart. He was trying to use this young man to practice his combat experience. Although the awakening of bloodlines allowed him to learn a lot of combat experience, if he could not use it, it would be a waste.

Therefore, Mo Sheng needs an opportunity to transform experience into instinct, and combat experience into combat instinct is his.

"Click!"

Now Mo Sheng understands a lot of combat experience, and some of them directly enter the combat instinct. Seeing this sword, he can dodge directly, causing him to slash on a stool with one sword, split the stool in half, and turn to both sides.

"Beautiful boy, he has to pay for the stool. The wine glass I slapped away is also included in his account, so there is no need to thank him." Mo Sheng smiled and gave a friendly reminder.

"I understand." Lin Zihua clapped his hands and instantly took out a notebook, but it was not the kind of notebook you registered for, but an ordinary notebook, and then he took a pen and started recording.

"Click!"

When Mo Sheng first tried out the combat experience awakened by bloodline, his initial dodging instinct was repeatedly used by Mo Sheng, which caused a lot of damage to the stools and tables, but his combat experience gradually transformed into combat instinct.

Experience needs to go through the brain, but instinct does not, so when fighting, instinct reacts faster than experience, and is more conducive to grasping every minute and a second.

The young man was very upset. For some reason, he was obviously a boy who was weaker than him, but he couldn't hit him. Sometimes Mo Sheng just flashed a little, as if he was ordinary, but he did not know his attack, which made him puzzled.

In fact, the so-called combat experience is mainly about the concept of when and where you are. As long as you can make every move safe, no matter how ordinary it is, as long as you can use it, it is a good move.

"A stool, a table, a set of tea cups on the table. Don't forget that the tea leaves in the tea cup can be used several times, a stool..." Xiao Ling'er told all the things that the boy had damaged, and then Lin Zihua recorded them aside.

"The word "stool" is so difficult to write. I can't write it... Can you please slow down?" Lin Zihua said this, as if complaining that the young man had demolished it too quickly, which made the latter so frustrated that he was about to spit out an old mouthful of blood.

"It's okay, my memory is good enough." Xiao Ling'er signaled Lin Zihua to rest assured, and then continued to remember silently.

"Huh? No, it seems that he has damaged more tables than the total." Lin Zihua suddenly found something wrong. It seems that the tables have been damaged more times than all of them. Is this a hell or a hell?

"He chopped the broken table again, that's all." Xiao Ling'er asked, but at the same time he didn't stop memorizing.

"That's all, I'll pay for one cut." Lin Zihua nodded and said, then continued to enter the recording mode. The young man was spurted out a mouthful of old blood with a "pop" sound. He was frustrated, frustrated!

"You..." The young man was so frustrated that he couldn't stop. He couldn't beat Mo Sheng himself. He was frustrated and he had to pay so much money. And he was still Lingyu, so why didn't he make him frustrated?

Mo Sheng didn't say much. Dodging instinct is sometimes more useful than fighting, so Mo Sheng chose to use the dodging instinct first.

Okay, I'm lying to you. The Mo Sheng has a good combat experience now. If you start a real battle from the beginning, if you hit the opponent, you will not be able to train your dodge instinct. Now you have enough dodge ability, so you must start training your real battle.

"You have the ability to do something wrong?" Mo Sheng punched him and directly hit the boy in the face. He only used half of the force of this punch, but the latter's face still shattered and almost knocked his head away.

"Oh, I've taken a heavy hand and I can't train it anymore." Mo Sheng grabbed the hand in the air, and then sighed helplessly.
Chapter completed!