"The ninth-grade warrior is too resistant to fighting. Time is up, so I'll leave!"

Mo Yun quickly escaped, his figure as the wind.

At this moment, the cloak on his body was already ragged and hung like a strip of ragged cloth, fluttering in the shameless wind.

Mo Yun felt very distressed. He underestimated the strength of the ninth-grade master. He failed to kill the Lord of Blood Evil with all his means. He wasted a blood Evil pill in vain, and he simply lost his wife and his army!

He had asked the system before that the condition for defeating the enemy is to make the enemy lose combat effectiveness within a certain period of time, or directly kill the opponent.

Just now, the last second after the effect of the evil blood pill disappeared, he knocked the Lord of the Blood Evil away with one punch and knocked down several small hills.

I thought that even if the Lord of Blood Evil was not dead, he would be disabled.

However, the facts proved that Mo Yun was thinking too much. The vitality of the ninth-grade warrior was terrifyingly tenacious. Although the Lord of Blood Evil was seriously injured, his aura was still strong. He could not deal with it without the efficacy of the medicine.

Without the medicinal bonus of the Evil Blood Pill, Mo Yun couldn't even resist the other party's Nightmare Song, let alone the battle.

"It's a pity. The last piece is probably on the Lord of Blood Evil."

Thinking of this, Mo Yun slapped his head and seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Wow, I should have brought a guitar out. The sad magic sound should be able to block that guy's Nightmare Song."

When Mo Yun thought about this, Mo Yun's face suddenly turned dark.

Although he has always resisted the tragic magic sound a little, he has to admit that the tragic magic sound is indeed powerful.

Mo Yun guessed that the sad demon sound was used in his hands, and its power would not be worse than the Nightmare Song of the Lord of Blood Evil.

It’s a pity that the sad magic sound needs to be activated with a guitar, and Mo Yun does not have a guitar in his hand.

"It's sunny. I'll buy a guitar when I go back and try it out in a few days. I don't believe that I can't beat you, the grandson!"

"Uh, if you can't beat them to death, you will have to beat them all to death!"

Thinking of this, Mo Yun raised his lips and smiled.

...

Mo Yun was very fast and arrived at the periphery of Canglang Mountain in a short while.

Suddenly, a rustling sound of footsteps came.

"Someone?"

Mo Yun frowned, restrained his breath and hid his body.

Soon, Mo Yun saw one calm after another, warriors wearing black night clothes swept quickly towards the mountain.

"So many people?"

Suddenly, a tall warrior stopped, glanced at the location where Mo Yun was, and his brows frowned slightly.

Mo Yun's expression condensed and he put all his breath into his body. The concealment technique that the assassin mastered played a role again. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be integrated into the darkness, and no more breath was revealed.

The man was stunned for a while, and finally shook his head and left.

"Strange, was it because I felt it wrong?"

When the man walked away, Mo Yun's figure quickly headed towards Jiangnan martial arts without hesitation.

Along the way, his brows frowned into the character Sichuan.

After a little analysis, he knew what those people were here to do.

Mo Yun could guess that these people were either Shadows or Martial Arts Alliance, or people from both sides had them.

So what are they here to do?

Two words: Find a bargain!

That’s right, they are here to pick up the leaks, pick up Mo Yun’s leaks!

Thinking of this, Mo Yun was so angry that his face turned purple and he wanted to go back and beat these people one by one.

It’s a pity that free time is not allowed.

The remaining free time to move is only enough for Mo Yun to run home, and he can't do anything other than that.

"Damn it, these people are too much. Should you be so a coincidence?"

"Damn, after they were doing this, it's a bit uneasy to collect the fragments before the winter vacation!"

Mo Yun was very angry and felt like the pig he raised was being banished.

"Forget it, there's only one left. At worst, I can find a reason to beat Old Man Tang up."

Although Tang Xiao had been beaten by Mo Yun once, the other party successfully broke through to the seventh grade. If you beat him up again at this time, you can get a reward.

"Principal Tang is such a good person."

"Besides, those people just now may not be people from the Shadow or the Martial Arts Alliance, but may be warriors of the Blood Evil."

Although this possibility is very low, thinking about it like this, Mo Yun felt much happier suddenly!

Half an hour later, Mo Yun successfully returned home before the end of time.

Looking at the cloak and clothes that were like rags on his body, Mo Yun felt very ashamed and hurried to the bathroom to wash up.

"The Lord of Blood Evil is so shameless. He pulled my clothes like this, hentai!"

Mo Yun complained while disposing of his clothes.

After handling everything, Mo Yun stretched his waist and lay down on the sofa, opened his mobile phone, and bought a guitar online, ready for any trouble.

After placing an order, Mo Yun was playing with his mobile phone while thinking about how to get a disguise technique.

Two hours later, Mo Yun yawned and felt a little sleepy, so he stood up from the sofa and walked into the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, Mo Yun habitually opened Qidian Chinese website and planned to go to bed after watching the latest update of "I Just Want to Stay at Home Quietly".

"Oh, the author is going to pay benefits today?"

"See the end of the chapter for details?"

"Yes, that's very author."

Mo Yun quickly finished reading this chapter and successfully received the benefits at the end of the chapter.

"It's amazing. I have a month's meal money. The author is such a good person!"

After receiving the benefits, Mo Yun went to bed happily.

...

"Gourd Ball, Calabash Ball, seven flowers on a vine, you are not afraid of wind and rain, la la la la la la la la la la la, dingdangdongdongdang--"

The next morning, Mo Yun finished the exquisite and delicious breakfast he made himself, and the phone rang.

The number is a string of strange numbers.

"Who?" Mo Yun answered the phone.

Gu Shuiyue's voice came from the obedient end: "It's me, Gu Shuiyue."

"You've numbered again?" Mo Yun was a little surprised.

"Well, I've changed the number." Gu Shuiyue said.

"Do you often change numbers?" Mo Yun raised his eyebrows.

"What does a profession need?" Gu Shuiyue said embarrassedly.

"Then, what's the point of leaving me a phone call last time?" Mo Yun sneered and continued, "Will your conscience hurt if you treat me like this?"

"Say, how many phone numbers do you have?"

"Uh, this, that's it..." Gu Shuiyue felt guilty and couldn't speak for a moment.

Why do you suddenly feel like a scumbag?

Damn, what do you care about?!

After a while of a moment, Gu Shuiyue reacted and said angrily: "Grave Pill, don't talk about the topic, this is not the point!"

"What's the point?" Mo Yun said with a smile.

"The point is that my brother may go to you later."

"No, right, the point is to ask you if you have something to do!" Gu Shuiyue said quickly: "The Cloak Hero is your master, right?"

"That's right." Mo Yun did not hide it. Gu Shuiyue should have known about this for a long time.

But what the hell is this title?!

It sounds so unpleasant!

"Do you know what he went last night?" Gu Shuiyue said hurriedly.

Hearing this, Mo Yun was shocked and his face immediately collapsed.

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