Chapter 687

"Seriously..." Jun Yichen had no choice but to smile, "is it to please your little wife again?"

Gu quilt Mo horizontal he one eye, didn't speak, Jun Yi dust means he acquiesced.

"Why don't you just slow down a little bit?" Jun Yichen blurts out.

Do you still need to think about such a simple thing?

"No mystery."

Jun Yichen

"I'm only good at winning, not losing, so it's not suitable to answer your question." Jun Yichen's tone is magnificent.

After a pause, he went on: "I think you can't just think about how to please Qingge. It's better to think about how to help her improve her strength."

This is true.

But

"What you say is nothing." Gu Mo only thinks it's nonsense.

Jun Yi dust Dun is not angry: "I have the leisure to talk nonsense with you here, it's already a compliment to you, what do you want?"

"Come on, you go!" Gu Mian Mo waved his hand and didn't want to talk to him any more.

"Bang."

As soon as Jun Yichen got up and was ready to go out, a voice of milk and glutinous came from outside the hall, tender and lovely

"Uncle Jun, is my father back?"

The next second, a milk ball ran in from outside the hall and ran to Gu mianmo happily: "Dad!"

Gu Mian Mo lightly raised his hand, stroked his little head with his slender white phalanx, and asked, "are you homesick?"

By home, he means the East China Sea.

After all, in the past 300 years, Mu Mu grew up in Liuli hall and Qiyun hall.

For mu mu, the divine world is a strange place.

"It's good here, too." Gu Mu Mu laughed and then said, "I miss my mother a little."

As long as it's where his mother and father are, it's his home.

After a pause, Gu Mumu pulled the corner of his coat: "Dad, where is your mother?"

"I've found your mother." Gu Mo's tone, mild a few minutes, "will soon be able to bring her back."

"Really?" Small regiment son two eyes shine, happily ask a way.

"Well." He answered softly, "when did dad cheat you?"

"Well, that wood is waiting for you to get your mother back." Gu Mu agreed excitedly.

"Good boy."

He crooked his lips to smile.

……

When I went back to college, it was late in the evening. It was dark, but there was no trace of Mo Qingge.

Maybe I went to the proving ground.

Gu Mo thought so, then turned to the kitchen to cook, planning to wait for the song to come back.

On the other hand, when Mo Qingge stepped into the college auditorium, he felt the profound fluctuation of Xuanli.

The auditorium is spacious and orderly, with many independent spaces separated by rows of boundary.

In each corner of the independent space stands an indestructible iron puppet, surrounded by mysterious forces, strong and tough, like a dignified iron general.

These iron puppets are used by students in actual combat.

The iron puppets in each space have different strengths, some weak and some strong.

Mo Qingge stares at the rows of iron puppets, and the unforgettable memories flash across his mind.

I don't know why, when she saw these iron puppets, she felt very familiar with them.

Just as she was distracted for a moment, a familiar voice came behind her.

"Qingqing, are you there?"

Mo Qingge turns around and says hello to Zhang Junyi's face: "brother Lu, what a coincidence."

"Are you here to practice?" Lu Hansheng asked.

"Well."

"That's just right. I'll practice with you." He was very enthusiastic.

"No need." Mo Qingge politely refused, half joking, "in a few days, we will meet in the competition arena, or don't expose each other's tactics in advance?"

Lu Hansheng laughed: "Qingqing, you are God, I am God King, we are not the same level, even if exposed tactics, you are not my opponent."

"Not necessarily." Mo Qingge's lips picked, "elder martial brother Lu, don't underestimate the gods. Over the years, there are not a few gods who challenge the king of gods."

Although the challenge of success is not much, but she Mo Qingge, we must strive to do that rare!

Lu Hansheng chuckled and thought, this little girl looks soft and weak, but she is so bold.

"Well, if you don't want to practice with me, I'll take you to the attic." Immediately he continued, "the Xuanli wave above is more powerful and more suitable for cultivation."

"No, it's fine down there." Mo Qingge declined.

Because she can guess that since the above is more suitable for cultivation, the cultivation position must be limited.

Old students with status like Lu Hansheng will have their own fixed position in the attic to practice.

If she went up, Lu Hansheng could only give her her place.

For no reason, she didn't want to be ungrateful.

After that, Mo Qingge swept away and saw that there was still a deserted space in the corner, so he went alone.

"Qingqing..." Lu Hansheng looked at her back and thought deeply.

Mo Qingge comes a little closer and is about to enter the space for cultivation, when he is interrupted by a fierce female voice

"This iron puppet belongs to miss Ben!"

Which lady is this?

Mo Qingge looks back impatiently, facing the woman in yellow.

She felt a little familiar, but could not recognize who it was, so she asked casually, "are you the Nangong moon... What is it?"

"Our young lady's name is nangongxi!" The attendant behind Nangong Xi reminds a way, the manner toe Gao Qi is high, "are you blind?"

"Who do you say is blind?" Mo Qingge retorted coldly, "your family is not as beautiful as the country and the city, and you have no xuanpo stone on your face. Which onion is it? I have to remember her name when I see her several times?"

These dogs really take themselves seriously!

"You..." Nangong Xi's face turned red with anger. "It's really the cheap maid of the fourth rate family, and his words are so rude! Get out of the way, this iron puppet belongs to miss Ben

Mo Qingge would not allow: "the iron puppet in it, with your name on its face, how can it become yours?"

What a shame!

Nangong Xi's fingers curled tightly, and he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth: "Mo Qingqing, I'm a mieling clan. You're not a cheap maidservant who can offend me at will. If you know something, please let me know, or else!"

"Otherwise how, can you still beat me?" Mo Qingge takes a step closer and looks at her provocatively.

"You

Nangong Xi swings his fist and comes out of the wind with Mori Leng's strength. He is about to hit Mo Qingge in the face.

"Come on, fight here." Mo Qingge pointed to his face and said, "it's better to fight loud, so that everyone knows that the elite of the exterminators are bullies in the college and beat people openly!"