One night?
Mu light song drooping eyes, in the heart of calculation.
At the beginning, she had a fierce fight with the old man of Beiming, and she was injured so much, but recovered in an instant. And Moyang that little injury but need a night.
"And the others?" Mu light song raised eyes to ask.
"They are the same as their subordinates." Mo Yang replied truthfully. But he had guessed something in his mind.
"It seems that this has something to do with the concentration of the GM," he said Mu Qingge draws a conclusion in her heart. She said to Mo Yang: "this medicine can not only transform your physique and talent, but also enable you to have certain self-healing ability and detoxification ability, which is also a guarantee for you." It can be said that as long as the other side did not kill her own guards, even if they were injured again, there was a possibility of healing, and there was no sequelae.
Hearing mu Qingge's face, Mo Yang, who has always been calm and rational, also shows an excited look.
Mu Qingge said to him, "tell everyone about this, and then practice at ease. Don't forget, two months later, there's a competition waiting for us. "
Mo Yang with excitement to retreat, before leaving, look at Xiangmu light song that one eye is full of gratitude.
He has been able to foresee other people's reaction after knowing this. What changed them was muqingge. From then on, their lives will be owned by muqingge alone!
Two months passed in a flash.
A month ago, Moyang of muqingge school took back all the customized weapons with several people.
In front of all the people, she assembled those strange parts and turned them into four weapons like magic.
One is a retractable claw that can be climbed.
One is a sleeve arrow that can be fired repeatedly.
One is a multifunctional saber with spring.
The last one is the Mitsubishi army stab, which is hidden outside the legs and has a blood trough.
These equipment have improved the combat effectiveness of the people. Also let them see to Mu light song's eyes more and more admire, even worship.
After a day of learning to assemble and dismantle, mu Qingge began to train them to cooperate with these weapons, and urged them to continue to cultivate their own martial arts.
In just two months, more than half of these people have entered the yellow border, and the remaining half, most of them, are hovering at the critical point of breaking through the orange state, and may enter the yellow state at any time.
Huang Jing, in the Mujia army, has been regarded as a relatively top-level existence.
Basically, except for a few deputy generals, they are all in the red, orange and yellow realms. Among them, red border is the most.
Mujiajun, what scares people is not their personal cultivation, but their terrible cohesion and the spirit of fearing death.
A blue super master, alone in the face of the iron like mujiajun, can only run away, dare not fight again.
When night falls, mu Qingge, dressed in night clothes, leads the 500 family guards to stand on a mountain peak. Three times is the camp of Mujia army.
Five hundred people, all dressed in close fitting night clothes and armed with muqingge's weapons, were silent.
Overlooking the closely guarded Barracks at the foot of the mountain, mu Qingge hooks his lips and smiles.
This time, she rarely wore a red dress, but in the night, she is still beautiful and charming, like poppy general. Night wind, blowing her hair, from her cheek, clear eyes deep, hidden in the excitement of trying.
It seems that she has returned to the time she is familiar with, doing what she is familiar with.
She said in a deep voice: "at the foot of the mountain is the camp of the Mujia army. Your task is to remove the flag from all the prisoners
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