"This...I could clearly see the reflective fishing line just now, why didn't I notice..." Song Yan looked at the fishing line wrapped around his body and became excited.
Mu Luo put the needle on his fingertips and pulled it gently. Song Yan's school uniform was cut by the fishing line.
While fiddling with the needle, she explained: "The fishing line is originally very tough, but it has not reached its limit. If you use a stronger silk thread, the effect will be better. Keeping the needle vibrating can make the fishing line basically invisible. This is how to use one needle. If there are two needles..."
Mulo said as he retracted the fishing line.
Although Song Yan was embarrassed, he still approached Mu Luo with excitement and volunteered, "Muluo, let me tie the thread for you."
"No, it's done." Muro connected the two ends of a thread to the ends of two needles.
Reach out to control the silver needle and straighten the thread.
The next second, the silver needle flew past at the fastest speed. The line in the middle seemed to turn into a sharp blade in an instant. The silver needle flew past and cut the bed into two pieces.
"You see~ This is how your power works." Mu Luo took away the needle and gave it to Song Yan: "Practice well, if you can control many needles at the same time, you can also become the overlord of the night. "
"I see..." Song Yan held her needle very dearly and said, "Great, it turns out that my powers are also useful. Do you know? People have always called me tailor and said these things about me. I can only make clothes and stuff..."
"...Muluo, can you always teach me how to use powers in the future? I...I can give you credits." Song Yan looked at Mulo sincerely.
Before Mu Luo could say anything, He Chaosheng took the lead and stood between the two of them: "It's enough for her to teach you once. Superpowers require understanding. You go back and practice hard, and don't disturb her."
Song Yan didn't know yet that the squad leader could say so many words in one breath.
Mu Luo smiled slightly, turned around and took two steps, sat on the table, crossed his legs, and said: "I agree with He Chaosheng. Superpowers do require understanding. I can teach you without any credits. If you If you want to thank me, how about you tell me a story?"
"Telling stories? Mulo..."
Song Yan resisted, swallowed back the words "Is your head okay?" and said politely: "We... are past the age of listening to stories."
Unexpectedly, He Chaosheng was the first to sit down and cheer. He sat upside down on the chair, leaning on the backrest with his elbows, and said, "You tell me, of course I will listen."
At this time, if Song Yan left, it would appear that he was very "ungrateful". There was no other way, so Song Yan had to sit down and listen to Mu Luo's story.
Mu Luo coughed lightly, glanced at Song Yan meaningfully, and then said: "A long time ago... in the kingdom of angels, there was an angel who specialized in making dolls. She could use a needle threaded with , passing through every joint of the puppet, using only one thread to make the puppet's movements lifelike..."
"She loved dolls, and she sang for them every day, but one day, the war came..." Mulo said with emotion, as if it was not a story, but something that really happened.
He Chaosheng listened very carefully. When Mu Luo stopped, he asked: "What happens next?"
Cousin Mulo was serious, and his eyes seemed to ignite the karma of war: "Which angel lost in the war... All her dolls, she participated in the war, using a needle to penetrate the enemy's joints, killing them They turned into dolls, but unfortunately... they were defeated in the end... Song Yan, this is the story about your superpower, how about it?"
Song Yan was a little confused. He looked at Mu Luo, then at He Chaosheng, and asked, "The story... is pretty good."
"Yes, what a good story." Although Mu Luo smiled, there was obviously a bit of sadness in his eyes: "The growth of human beings is more touching, isn't it? In such a short period of time, competing with angels... …”
"Mumu." He Chaosheng called to Mu Luo.
Mu Luo came back to his senses, glanced at Song Yan perfunctorily, and said, "I tell you this story to tell you that you'd better improve your ability to control needles, and... learn how to make puppets, okay Now, get out of class is over, you go back first."
Song Yan nodded. He walked to the door, suddenly paused, and turned around and said, "Muluo... If you need help with anything, you can come to me at any time. After all... I am also a know-it-all."
Mu Luo said nothing, and Song Yan left.
After he left, Mu Luo and He Chaosheng were silent for a long time.
In the end, it was Mulo who jumped down from the table first, squeezed into He Chaosheng's chair, sat back-to-back with him, and said, "Are you not interested in me at all, that's why you haven't asked anything?"
He Chaosheng shook his head: "I'm just... afraid that you will be sad."
"No one has ever asked me if I would be sad." Mu Luo leaned in harder: "Chaosheng, when can we escape from here... Every time I see a supernatural power, I feel extremely familiar."
"So... you are indeed..." He Chaosheng said halfway, but did not continue.
Mulo leaned against him, closed his eyes, and said, "After we get out, I'll take you to the sky to see. Your wind... can fly very high."
It was a lively night. Liu Lian used those high-power bombs that could cause damage to supernatural powers and gained many supporters at night. However, Liu Lian would not protect them. On the contrary, she would let her supporters The person is going to die so that he can be made into fragments of supernatural powers.
However, Liu Lian did not do any of this personally, so her reputation was not affected by Tao.
How should I put it, at least her younger brother thinks she is "quite inspirational."
He Chaosheng and Mu Luo stood watching from a high place, and Mu Luo couldn't help but sigh: "With Liu Lian's skills, if he studies for a while, he will definitely be able to blow open the school wall. What a pity..."
"I can do it too." He Chaosheng held Mu Luo's hand awkwardly: "Don't look at her, there seems to be a fight over there."
Mulo glanced not far away and said: "The explosion... was probably caused by Liu Lian's men. It is really dangerous to carry weapons. If you are not careful, the safe area may be blown up."
"The last time I was in the safe zone, it was during the day..."
What He Chaosheng was talking about was of course the time when Mu Luo was bombed. He felt uncomfortable every time he thought about it, but he couldn't help but think about it. It was very weird.
He Chaosheng and Mu Luo arrived at the place where the explosion occurred. The person being chased by Liu Lian's men was none other than Song Yan.
"These people are here for Song Yan. I just felt like they were looking for something." After Mu Luo said this, he wanted to help, but he was stopped by He Chaosheng.
He Chaosheng said coldly and with double standards: "This is his own business. Let's see his strength."
Mu Luo threw himself on He Chaosheng's back, put it next to his ear and said, "Squad leader, you have double standards. If I were in danger, you would rush forward without saying a word."
He Chaosheng frowned and his ears turned a little red. He thought about it for a long time before saying, "You are different."
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