Rock suddenly thought, one day, he will be like this, who knows!
Suddenly I felt that this was not a good thing. When the day came, I should think carefully about whether to do this.
The original enthusiasm has quietly receded at this moment, and I tell myself rationally that if there is such a day, I should think about it carefully.
After Mo Qier finished doing this, he took out a black powdery substance and rubbed it all over Mo Linger's head and face.
After he finished kneading, he stood up, threw away the knife, and looked at his handiwork with a silly smile.
Like a madman.
The brother wanted to fry it in front of Mr. Mo and Aunt Yun.
It can be said that Mo Qier is ruthless, otherwise he might not be able to do it.
Mo Ling'er stood up, and Yan Yan saw the big ink characters on both sides of his face, even on his forehead.
"I don't want this..."
Mo Ling'er tore her hair, turned around and ran towards the fog.
Yelling and yelling like crazy.
"son."
Aunt Yun screamed and turned to look at the rock, the viciousness in her eyes hard to describe.
Wow
He took out a painting from his pocket.
That is, a piece of drawing paper, a drawing without a scroll.
But the rock doesn't look like a painting, it just looks like a ball of black, like a piece of white paper with a ball of ink splashed on it.
"Does this count as painting?"
Shi Yan was suspicious. This was too simple. Just splash a ball of ink and it would be a painting. How easy it would be to make it!
"Be careful, that is dyed with the remaining ink in the Duan inkstone. It is not an ordinary painting."
Mo Qier took a look at the painting in Aunt Yun's hand, said this, and suddenly ran after Mo Linger. It seemed that he hadn't completely vented his anger and wanted to chase after him for entertainment.
But when he chased him out, he heard this sentence.
"The inkstone is in his hand."
This guy went to Duan Inkstone, thinking that Duan Inkstone was still in Mo Ling'er's hand.
Aunt Yun saw Mo Qier disappear into the mist, and immediately realized that Mo Qier was going to steal her son's treasure.
Extremely anxious, he pointed the painting in his hand at the rock and shook it.
This is going to kill people!
Swish
A waterfall-like sword light swept toward the rock.
The rock was shocked!
how to do?
This thing is amazing!
I'm afraid I can't stop it with my little ability!
I'm going to die, what should I do?
Mo Qier didn't even tell me how to deal with this little thing.
After searching blindly for rocks, Duan Yan was found, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Mo Qier put the inkstone in his hand and called him out.
He thought Mo Qier was talking about him, but after thinking about it, he might have misunderstood.
But now that it was taken out, the terrifying sword light had also arrived.
As a last resort, Duan Yan stepped forward to try and see if it would work.
Swish
The waterfall-like sword light actually went straight into the Duan Inkstone Pool, and it never came out again.
Not even a splash of water appeared, it just disappeared.
Shi Yan was surprised, is it so powerful? Why didn't he realize how powerful this brick was before?
Even Aunt Yun was a little dumbfounded. She also didn't know that Duan Inkstone could be used in this way. She had never tried to use it to catch sword light.
This thing has been in the Mohist family for countless years, and the descendants of the Mohist family have been studying it for countless years.
In the end, it was just a brick, of no use at all. I thought it was just a symbol.
It made everyone dislike it, and in the end, I found a sword that has the same function as showing auspiciousness.
No one wanted it, if it weren't for the fact that it was the symbol of the head of the Mo family, it was given to Mo Ling'er.
This time, Mo Ling'er was brought here only to train Mo Ling'er as the future head of the family.
If it is possible to find the Tianyun Brush, it can be regarded as the second of the three treasures of Confucianism.
Mo Ling'er's position in the Mo family is considered secure.
But now I see something that can actually be used to catch the sword light.
Perhaps it was because of the same origin, but this was beyond their understanding.
"No wonder my son did this. It was you! You stole Duan Yan, you bastard."
Aunt Yun suddenly became furious and blamed everything on Shi Shi. It was because he took away Duan Inkstone that this happened.
Shi Yan was speechless. It was impossible to argue with her and say that your son was a prodigal.
Anyway, with the inkstone in hand, it's useless to say anything.
Who would believe it!
Besides, it was indeed snatched from me, so I couldn’t be too lazy to let it go.
It's better to admit it openly, isn't it just a matter of fighting?
Whoever is afraid of you, just come.
Didn't you see that the old man couldn't hold on anymore?
What else is there to be afraid of?
Shi Yan saw that the sword light was gone, so he didn't hurry up and waited for someone to come again!
Come on!
Just rush forward and strike with a sword.
Tsk
The sword broke the ink painting, and I was afraid that it would be useful, but mixed it up again, completely shattering the finished thing.
But Aunt Yun was very distressed, but there was nothing she could do, and she was ruined by a moment of carelessness.
In fact, when the ball of ink is gone, it is just a piece of waste paper, a real waste paper.
Even if Aunt Yun wanted to use this painting again, it would be impossible.
Because there is no ink on it.
"Why!"
There was a sigh, but it was Mr. Mo who sighed helplessly.
If you continue to remain in this stalemate, you will be doomed.
Mo Ling'er ran away, not knowing what happened.
Why do people have to worry about things that don’t live up to expectations?
Aunt Yun was going to suffer again in front of her, so she had to use special means.
Wow
Qiang Zi freed up a hand and opened a scroll with scrawled writing on it.
But you can tell at a glance that this is the real treasure.
Rock instinctively felt a huge threat and turned to look.
I couldn't take my eyes away from it. I didn't expect such a treasure to exist.
A scroll with countless messy lines, almost all connected together, but they look like words.
It's just that he doesn't know such words, and occasionally he can understand one or two of them.
But I can't understand it. It looks like countless earthworms crawling, but those words are actually alive and can twist.
The key is that when the words are twisted, the sword light flashes, although it is restrained but not extroverted.
But the feeling of terror was felt from afar.
Baby!
This is the real treasure.
Something better than the splash-ink landscape in my hand.
Of course, this is his own idea. Whether it is true or not is not important.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with envy and jealousy, staring at the baby unable to move away.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, remembering something Mo Qier once said.
The Mohist family has a family heirloom, a sword script with cursive characters.
Because he felt the extremely powerful sword intent on the scroll.
"It's amazing! I've brought all the swords and books with cursive characters. This is going to turn the world upside down!"
It was just a sigh from the rock, a casual remark.
But Mr. Mo heard it, and he didn't expect that this man actually knew the cursive sword script.
However, Mr. Mo had no choice but to use such a treasure to deal with the Zizhu Sword.
He felt that the Purple Bamboo Sword was too powerful, and if it continued like this, he would really have to be with the withered bones.
Buzz
The cursive sword script was raised, and countless sword intents were like waterfalls hanging upside down from the sky, drowning the purple bamboo sword.
horrible.
The Zizhu Sword immediately stopped working and tried its best to release its sword intent.
boom
"ah!"
With a scream, the cursive sword book broke into pieces and fell down one after another.
Even such treasures were destroyed in front of the Zizhu Sword.
Half of the purple bamboo sword was broken, and the other half disappeared without a trace.
The half-part of the purple bamboo sword that fell to the ground looked like something that had been eaten away by insects and was as old as something that had decayed for many years.
That charm was almost wiped out.
Mr. Mo even lost his right hand, from his shoulder down. He fell to the ground and finally stopped bleeding.
He sat up tremblingly and half of his life was gone.
It was so miserable. I lost one of my hands, and even my body was scarred and seriously injured.
It looked like he was struggling to his death.
Rock's eyes suddenly brightened.
Pushing Aunt Yun away with a sword, she rushed towards Mr. Mo.
Raise the sword high, it will take someone's life.
There is no way, this is the threat. When he recovers, he will be the unlucky one.
Kill you while you are sick.
Strike first to gain advantage and strike later to suffer disaster and kill him.
"Dad! Be careful."
Aunt Yun, who was pushed away by the rock, couldn't stop her in time and screamed in shock.
At this moment, Mr. Mo was lying on the ground decadently, sitting cross-legged to heal his injuries.
Hearing the cry, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the sword of the rock had reached his face.
Ginger is still too spicy, so I have to take it.
He saw Mr. Mo tilt his head, and he, who was seriously injured, actually raised his body and leaped forward, slapping fiercely with his left hand.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Even though he was seriously injured at the moment, he still had that little bit of skill, so he fought with all his might.
He also knows that if he doesn't knock the opponent down, he will be the one who gets knocked down.
Even if it is not one-tenth of what it was when it was strong, it is still not as fierce.
Snapped
A solid palm imprinted on the chest of the rock, and the rock flew away at that moment.
He did a few somersaults in the air before falling to the ground.
But Mr. Mo, who forced himself to take action, felt even worse. He backed away wildly and sat down on the ground.
His face turned pale, and blood kept flowing from his mouth.
Look up at the rocks and see the desired results.
The rock that flew upside down also spurted blood, and it couldn't be stopped.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked at Mr. Mo. He jumped up crazily and jumped out again.
Even with blood pouring from his mouth, he didn't stop.
The long sword in his hand is folded, and those who refuse to admit defeat will continue to attack.
"go to hell!"
Aunt Yun rushed over at this moment and struck down with her sword.
The rock that had just taken a few steps had to raise its hand to meet the sword. Under the impact of the huge force, the whole rock fell out smoothly.
It was beyond his capabilities, after all, he had been seriously injured.
puff
Another mouthful of blood spurted out from the rock. After that, there was still a trickle of blood coming out of his mouth, and he quickly stood up.
Just because Aunt Yun had already caught up and struck down with another sword force.
I don’t dare to resist anymore, I really can’t bear it.
The rock retreated continuously, and suddenly raised the Duan Inkstone, pressing the sword in his hand on top of the Duan Inkstone.
He wanted to imitate Mo Ling'er and add strength to his sword.
Unfortunately, no matter how he operated, the golden light did not appear.
The long sword made a clanging sound as it rubbed against the inkstone, but the sword was still the same sword.
It's of no use at all.
"Stupid, you are not from my Mo family, how can you get the blessing of Duan Yan? Is it so easy to show the auspiciousness of the sword? You are wishful thinking."
Aunt Yun was extremely angry, and Mo Ling'er behaved abnormally. It turned out that he even lost the Duan Inkstone, but it was snatched away by this guy in front of him.
Suddenly all the blame was placed on the rock. It was the appearance of this guy that caused this situation.
Yan Yan was dumbfounded, thinking that as long as he had Duan Inkstone, he could give power to the sword in his hand at will.
Okay!
If the Mo family is useful, then this thing is just a brick.
