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Chapter 930 The Ultimate Weapon

 Mo Qingcheng's mouth twitched, and without any nonsense, he directly asked Hei Yi to heal his injuries while he and Hong Yi worked together to deal with the water monster in the cold pool.

The water monster's eyes were directly fixed on Mo Qingcheng. Damn the two-legged beast, you dare to destroy my good deeds and make my life worse than death.

Mo Qingcheng didn't know what the water monster was thinking, so he and Hong Yi looked at each other wrongly, cooperated tacitly, and looked for opportunities to torture the water monster.

Hong Yi started to harass, but Mo Qingcheng found the right opportunity, soared into the sky, held up a sword flower, and stabbed the water monster's right eye.

How many water monsters were there in a row? Damn it, the damn two-horned monster came to stab me in the eye again.

A hundred years ago, I fought with that arrogant old man for three days and three nights. I injured my right eye, and it's hard to fully recover. Otherwise, the damn two-horned monster would have been whipped to pieces with just one tail.

Did Mo Qingcheng spot that point? Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with the water monster's right eye, his courage increased. He stabbed a few tentative swords in succession. At most, he would hide in the interstellar farm. Hong Yi would not be an outsider...

Hei Yi groaned and treated the wound. He was very worried about the battle between Mo Qingcheng and Hong Yi. He bandaged it a few times, but it only made it more painful.

"Uncle Heiyi, I'm the one who got hurt, am I the one who got hurt?" A soft and soft voice sounded from behind.

Hei Yi was stunned: "Qing'er? Chuan'er?"

"Fourth brother, I will protect them while he treats Uncle Heiyi's wounds." Mu Wanqing raised her eyes and glanced at Mu Yunchuan, then took out a lot of things from the storage ring.

Heiyi was stunned, "Qing'er..." My uncle Heiyi is not a pig, he needs so many things?

Qing'er grinned: "Uncle Heiyi, Qing'er has developed a new hemostatic powder..."

In the messy black wind, the little girl begs to be regarded as a little red mouse again?

Oh my God, madam, help me!

Hei Yi was in unspeakable pain, but was unable to resist, so he simply lay down like a salted fish and allowed himself to be manipulated.

Mu Wanqing blinked: "Uncle Hei Yi, am I really a good person?"

Heiyi: "..."

He thanked me. If the good guy card is issued, I'm afraid he will lose it for the rest of his life...

Mu Wanqing concentrated on treating Heiyi's wounds, always paying attention to the effects of the new hemostatic powder.

The corner of Mu Yunchuan's mouth twitched, the third sister is so powerful!

On the other side, Hong Yi suffered more and more injuries. The monster's skin was rough and fleshy. When he struck with a sword, it didn't hurt or itch, but the shock made his legs numb.

Mo Qingcheng stabbed the monster's right eye with his sword, but... there was a "bang" sound, as if it was stabbed on a stone.

"Hiss..." Mo Qingcheng was deep in thought and did not dare to neglect. He flew back, narrowed his eyes, and threw the long sword into the interstellar farm. A second later, a special sniper appeared in his leg.

"Bang bang bang!"

Mo Qingcheng's expression was cold. This instructor didn't believe it anymore. That thing can't kill me, it will also make me peel off my skin.

snort!

A little trick.

The monster didn't take it seriously. Although the thing was a bit strange, didn't you just avoid it?

Yes, there is something I haven't avoided, but it doesn't hurt or itch.

The monster didn't know that the spiritual bullets used in Mo Qingcheng's previous shots were far less powerful than they are now.

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up, feeling sorry for the bullet. He used one round this time, but found that it didn't refill automatically. That was why he couldn't bear to use it.

I don’t know if the laws of space have changed, or if it’s originally like this, I’m afraid that one shot will be used less than one shot, no, one shot east and three will make my heart bleed.

The farmer pouted, but the little witch was searching as usual. Instead of cleaning up the water monster, she was waiting to feed it to others?

Really?

Let's just change our name. Don't call it Mo Qingcheng, call it Kua Si De Le...
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