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Chapter 242 The Little Black House(1/2)

The two people Xiao Hei refers to naturally refer to herself and Mo Yun.

"Two?" Wang Qian was stunned and shook her head immediately.

"Not very good, I heard from people that there were at least four different energy fluctuations on the scene, that is, there were at least four seniors with super strength."

"And they are four super strong men who are stronger than Senior Gu, the War God!"

"Xiao Hei thinks it's two!" Xiao Hei argued seriously.

Wang Qian glanced at her, thought for a while and said, "After you said that, I think it's two..."

"Well, you're right, you're so awesome!"

This child has a bad mind and cannot argue with her to stimulate her.

Mo Yun looked at Wang Qian and Xiao Hei with a distressed look on his face and said blankly: "So, what do you mean is that the war is over?"

In his opinion, at this time, it is best to pursue the victory!

Taking advantage of the severe injury to the underground cave, he caught him off guard!

"Of course it didn't end like that!"

Wang Qian hurriedly said, "After learning about this news, the military god Mr. Gu hurriedly led the elite troops and took advantage of the fact that the warriors in the cave did not react and rushed towards the royal city. At this moment, I am afraid that they will soon reach the foot of the royal city."

"They are so fast?" Mo Yun was stunned and his face became strange.

The royal city is tens of thousands of kilometers away from the base, how could it be so fast?

"Yes, it's so fast, because there is the Overlord Armor! The scientific research team has improved the starting engine, and the Overlord Armor runs with all its strength, and the speed can be close to the speed of sound!" Wang Qian said with a look of yearning.

Hearing this, Mo Yun was stunned.

Oops, this is missing!

Now he has the Qiankun Seal, which can be teleported to any corner of the Jiangnan Cave.

At this time, of course, you have to harvest the heads and obtain experience values.

Where are the eighth-grade and ninth-grade warriors?

Of course it's the royal city!

One main royal city, eleven deputy royal city!

There are many warriors above the eighth grade here!

This is all a white experience!

How could Mo Yun let it go?

But he didn't know that the military headquarters would be so fast.

So I didn't have a hurry and planned to teleport it over at night.

But now...

"What's wrong with you, Mo Yun?" Seeing that Mo Yun's expression was a little wrong, Wang Qian couldn't help but wonder.

"It's okay." Mo Yun shook his head and looked out the window.

It's almost dark.

It's time to act.

Wang Qian didn't know what Mo Yun was thinking anymore, so she continued to say to herself: "Because it was a surprise attack and the number of Overlord Armors is not very large, so it would be useless for us warriors with low-end cultivation to go."

"And because of the armor, the base also has sufficient high-grade warriors to stay in charge. At this time, we, the second-grade and third-grade warriors, have little effect on staying on the base, so I came back."

"Yes." Mo Yun nodded and continued to look out the window.

"I hope that Gu Junshen will not act so quickly."

Hey, his surname is Gu?

What is the relationship between this military god... and Gu Shuiyue?

"Mo Yun, what's wrong with you? You're absent-minded?" Wang Qian frowned.

"It's okay, it's getting late, it's time to take a shower and go to bed." Mo Yun said.

Wang Qian: "???"

It's only been over six o'clock now, and it's not dark yet!

How could I take a shower and go to bed early like this!

Wang Qian wants to hit someone.

This guy...too much!

"Hmph! I'm back, goodbye!" Wang Qian left angrily.

"Wait." Mo Yun stopped Wang Qian.

"what?"

"Wait for me for a few minutes."

As he said that, Mo Yun turned around and entered the bedroom, turned on the computer casually, and then created a new document.

He used his mental power to control the keyboard and began the legendary mind-coded wording.

Ten minutes later.

A document worth more than 30,000 words was edited and completed.

After printing the document and holding it in your hand, Mo Yun walked out of the bedroom.

"There are two techniques here, which look quite suitable for you. Take them back and try to practice."

Wang Qian's cultivation speed is too slow, and she is still a third-grade one, so Mo Yun can't stand it anymore.

"This..." Wang Qian was stunned when she looked at the document handed over by Mo Yun.

"Don't thank me, I created it myself. Take it back and try it. Just treat it as a guinea pig. Remember to tell me if it is effective." Mo Yun said.

Wang Qian: "…"

Watching Wang Qian leave, Mo Yun couldn't help but shake his head.

This technique was indeed created by him.

Well, I just created it.

However, this technique is very suitable for Wang Qian.

Because this is tailor-made for her.

With Mo Yun’s current understanding, he can write a bunch of martial arts that are suitable for third-grade and fourth-grade practices.

...

"Master, do you want to go out?" After Wang Qian left, Xiao Hei looked at Mo Yun curiously.

"Don't call me master!" Mo Yun's face was dark.

"But...but you are my master." Xiao Hei pouted and looked aggrieved.

"If you don't call your master, what should you call..."

"What's the name..." Mo Yun was also embarrassed.

What should I call it?

Call me cousin?

It doesn't seem to be suitable.

Call it dad?

Hey, disgusting!

Forget it, call it the master!

After thinking about it, Mo Yun felt that it would be better to call the master a little more normal.

"Master, what should I call you?" Xiao Hei said with a bitter face. She really didn't know what to call Mo Yun.

"You'd better call me master." Mo Yun glanced at Xiao Hei and pondered: "You go back to the sword."

"Ah, Xiao Hei still wants to play for a while..."

"Go back." Mo Yun frowned.

"Oh...Okay." Seeing Mo Yun's firm attitude, Xiao Hei pouted and returned reluctantly to the sword body.

Seeing this, Mo Yun snapped his fingers and the magic sword flew over immediately.

Just as Mo Yun was about to put the magic sword back into the void, Xiao Hei's anxious voice came out.

"Master, don't want it!"

"Hmm?" Mo Yun frowned.
To be continued...
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