When the two of them saw Akali's expression of being overturned, they knew they had spilled the beans. Alvin glanced at the clever Ned, and then the two of them stood next to each other and lowered their heads, as if they had made some mistake. , not daring to look at Akali.
Even if this matter was discovered, it would be a bit embarrassing at most, but it is somewhat inappropriate to play charades in front of a girl about this matter, and it was also heard, which made Ned feel ashamed. .
It seems that the boss is still the boss. . . .
Mo Bei saw the complaint in Alvin's eyes, and looked at the two heads that were almost fighting each other, as if seeking cover for each other, and thought to himself:
have to. . It’s hard not to misunderstand.
Sure enough, Akali calmed down and said:
"I understand and respect you."
"Ah? Thank you...Thank you..."
Ned and Alvin's eyes were still a little evasive, but they felt in their hearts that their captain still had that informal temperament, long live understanding.
"It's just... I don't know how to explain to my uncle and aunt in the future..."
Akali sighed again as she spoke, feeling that the two teammates who were originally normal had such a change in orientation, and the captain still had to bear the blame.
The two of them were dumbfounded.
this. . You don’t need to sue your parents!
"Still...still...still want to bless you! Congratulations!"
Akali suppressed her embarrassment and did her best to help her teammates face their own hearts without being influenced by others.
The two hid their faces.
Please, stop talking!
We don’t dare to babble in front of you anymore!
Mo Bei sat aside, clearly aware of the misunderstanding between the two parties. He felt like his stomach was about to cramp, and it was very hard to hold back his laughter!
The four of them swung the boat back to the tree house in an inexplicable atmosphere. Not wanting to disturb the special training duo who were already resting, they quietly got back into their rooms.
The next day, Mo Bei was the last one to get up. Akali had already explained to several others the reason why they went out yesterday and what happened.
Alvin and Ned felt that they had no words to describe Mo Bei. What this guy said about killing people on a rainy night last night was actually true. . . .
Since it is true, can you please stop speaking so lightly! !
He killed more than a dozen people in one breath, and one of them was an absolutely powerful figure in the Kingdom of Kejistan. You said it was like waking up to take a pee at night!
"You can't do anything normal people do..." Alvin said.
"Huh? What about, for example?"
Mo Bei was eating breakfast and looked at him and Ned teasingly, as if he was pointing something out.
"It's nothing... Just keep eating..." Alvin didn't know what to understand and ran away.
"How was your practice yesterday?"
He turned around again and asked about Milor's training progress.
"Still unable to enter the realm of soul..." Milor shook his head.
"Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly, we won't be going out these days anyway."
Mo Bei comforted him, dropped the pine biscuits drizzled with syrup on the plate, took another sip of the local specialty herbal tea, put the food into his belly with a mint smell, stretched his body, and felt comfortable all over.
Akali probably thought she had discovered the secret relationship between the two teammates. Shortly after returning last night, she knocked on his door with a head of wet hair. Not only did she not cover up, but she also stared at him dumbfounded. The two teammates nodded to express their frankness with each other.
Mo Bei looked at Akali, who was pretending to be calm but still flushed as she walked into his room, and thought about how they would resolve this misunderstanding in the future. . . .
opposite. . It’s not my fault anyway!
This misunderstanding was all caused by the strange behavior of those two boys!
After breakfast, he did not rush to figure out how to sharpen the Blessing Hammer. Instead, he took out the tools and materials, used spider silk rope nets and oversized rattan baskets to make a hanging basket-style swing bed, and hung it in the two tree houses. between the ceiling beams.
While Perona was guiding Milor through training, she discovered this thing that had just appeared at home. She threw the rolled-up sleeping bag in as a pillow and happily swung it around. She also took out a book I flipped through the book and was extremely satisfied with this new facility.
Mo Bei made two more swings next to him, and felt extremely satisfied watching Akali, who was trying it for the first time, smiling like a child on the swings.
Breakfast was prepared by the three girls together, which gave him the idea of adding something relaxing to their home.
The role of a little relaxation in training and understanding is self-evident.
It is not that there are no similar things in this world. The barbarians in the north have them, but they are not the kind of things that make girls happy, but the kind of behemoths that are more than ten meters high, with people standing on swinging horizontal bars. Extremely large swings can even be used to fly over the mountain streams between the Arreat mountains, which can almost be regarded as an extreme sport.
Because it is developed to the other extreme, no one has tried to sit down and swing quietly for a while on this small swing. It is so relaxing and comfortable.
Mo Bei gestured at a long table made by Kamal for a while. He felt that the size was about the same, so he put it into the inventory, walked outside the house and placed it on the platform, and then took out a few reddish-brown balls.
This was discovered by Eco. The hard shell of a fruit is larger than a walnut. After removing the skin, it is very round and smooth. When it was found, it had been cut open and the medicinal ingredients inside were removed, leaving only some semicircular hollows. shell.
Seeing that the hard shell was thin and hard, he tried to glue them back together, and was surprised to get a table tennis ball.
Ned and Alvin had been watching him playing with various things. When they saw him taking out a pan and shaking the ball, they couldn't help but look at each other. . .
"Here, help me."
Mo Bei called the two of them over, and together they built a half-foot-high fine net in the middle, briefly told them the rules, and then each of them started playing with a pan.
For these people with extremely strong control, it is not difficult to get started, and they will soon be able to smash and kill each other. With their super physical fitness and reaction speed, the game is particularly intense.
This new sport made everyone feel eager to try it. Except for poor Milor who was still sitting and meditating in the isolation circle, Perona and Akali also joined in.
Mo Bei wasn't much of an expert, and he couldn't do any tricks without a rubber racket, so he and the other guys who had just started playing were able to win or lose.
And their game also has one more rule than regular table tennis.
That is, you must be able to smash and score points without breaking the round nut shell, otherwise you will lose points.
With this rule, everyone is testing the critical point of these balls, and from time to time there is a crisp sound and the ball is broken into pieces.
When it was finally discovered that there was only one round fruit shell left, it was a very scary game.
At first, Mo Bei tried his best to find tricky hitting angles, but later found that Akali could use her skills extremely well, and the ball never broke under her blows.
Sure enough, she is slightly better in terms of control.
With this discovery, he seemed to have grasped a key.
"It cannot maintain its appearance. It can only condense a layer of sharpened shadow outside the weapon at the moment of attack."
After several rounds of observation, something Akali said suddenly flashed through his mind.
The key lies in control, rather than using mental power to compress or condense, which will instead solidify the energy body.
The moment he hit the ball, he turned the frying pan in his hand around and sliced it horizontally at the flying fruit shell.
"bass!"
After a slightly unusual soft sound, the ball was not hit, but split in half and landed on the table with a flat break!
Done!
Mo Bei was overjoyed.
really! Only by relaxing appropriately can you understand better!
"Fuck...no more fun..."
"Why are you cutting it?"
Ned and Alvin complained in unison that Mo Bei had brought the sport to a temporary end. . Mobile phone users please browse to watch the Road Through Darkness for a better user experience.
