"What kind of gift? Second uncle, please don't show off." Even with her Wan'an personality, she was suddenly curious about what this gift would be.
Wan An leisurely picked up the cup of tea in his hand and sipped it lightly. Seeing Wan Muyi's face begin to turn from sunny to gloomy, he said lightly: "It's not anything special, it's just a bead, but there's only an 80% chance of it."
It can help monks break through from the pinnacle of the earth level to the heaven level. Alas, the probability is still too low, and girl, you have both qualifications. There is no need to rely on external objects to break through, so I thought about it and decided not to give it away.
Even if you give it as a gift, no one will be interested in it."
Wan An shook his head as he spoke, seeming to feel regret.
But just as he finished speaking, Wan Muyi, who was several meters away from him, suddenly rushed forward, picked up the teacup on his table and brought it to his mouth, with a smile blooming like a flower, and said in a deliberately soft voice: "
Second uncle, I know you care about me the most. You have loved me the most since I was a child. So you and I are the closest, and anything you give me is the most precious and irreplaceable. Therefore, I cherish you very much.
As a gift, just give me those beads."
Wan An stared blankly at Wan Muyi, who seemed to be a completely different person in front of him. He stared down and his eyes were a little moist. [
It's so pitiful that I have given this girl so many gifts since she was a child, but I have rarely used the word "thank you" in exchange for them.
Moreover, Wan An can guarantee with his own life that this girl who has been a bit violent since she was a child has never seen her so gentle.
"Okay, but it will take a while, and I can't give it to you now. Come on, kill more sea beasts, I have to see how you perform."
Wan Muyi put the tea cup heavily on the table, turned around and left: "I'm going to kill the sea beast now. If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely pull out your beard."
Wan An stretched out his hand to catch the tea cup and put it stupidly in the air. He watched Wan Muyi leave in a daze. His voice was still so arrogant and cold. This girl has not changed at all. She is so angry with his father.
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Naturally, Mo Yi didn't know that he was being remembered strongly at this moment.
Although he didn't know why the war suddenly broke out, nor what the situation was in other places, he suspected that various situations foreshadowed a great crisis.
Mo Yi returned to the house and drew the pattern of the divine weapon cast by Mo Shui in his memory. Then he went to the Casting Pavilion and found Meng Luo who was obsessed with studying the divine patterns and did not even participate in the war.
Mengluo stared at the pattern for a long time. When Mo Yi said that he and Mo Shui were from the same Mo family, he sighed with relief.
When Meng Luo was young, she once met Mo Shui. Although Mo Shui was not known to the public at that time, he was extremely famous in certain small circles and his talent in casting was outstanding.
Mengluo's current achievements are also related to some of the guidance Mo Shui once gave him.
Later, Mengluo heard that Mo Shui seemed to be pursuing a higher level of weapon casting, and he faded out of people's sight.
Later, there were rumors that many forces took a fancy to Mo Shui's tool-making talent and rushed to snatch him, but it seemed that they were unsuccessful. However, after that, all news about him was cut off, except that he had appeared in the Central Region.
Although the specific news about Mo Shui is still unclear, it is comforting to hear a lot of news about Mo Shui from Meng Luo.
Meng Luo told Mo Yi sincerely that he must not publicly say that Mo Shui and he were from the same family. On the other hand, he would become the target of many powerful people.
But Meng Luo didn't know that Mo Yi was no less popular than Mo Shui now, and the level of trouble he caused was even better.
As long as Mo Yi dares to show up in the southeast region, any monsters and monsters in his custody will go crazy and snatch it away if they see him.
One day later, the originally silent flames of war in Shenbing Villa were ignited again.
There are five or six times more enemies than before, and their strength has reached a higher level on average.[
As for Shenbing Villa, there are only two heaven-level masters, one is Uncle Qiu and the other is Mengluo. There are five escorts with a total of 600 people. The captain is at the earth level and the deputy captain is at the peak of the Xuan level.
This kind of strength is not weaker than that of Xianyun Dao, the first sect in the Southeast Region, but it is still a bit difficult to face such a sea of monsters.
The leader of the enemy, Yu Yang, is a heaven-level monster. Coupled with several earth-level deputies, and tens of thousands of monster fish that are all at the lowest level, the battle is extremely difficult.
The fog formation at the outermost edge of Shenbing Villa has been completely broken, leaving only a few formations at the core barely holding on.
The battle reached a critical juncture, and Meng Luo, who had been concentrating all this time, couldn't help but take action. Together with Uncle Qiu, Yu Yang was seriously injured.
In order to rescue and treat Yu Yang, the monsters had to stop their troops and temporarily retreat.
At this time, there were only three complete guards left, and although the monster beasts suffered more casualties, their vitality was not harmed by their huge number.
Mengdie looked at Mengluo worriedly: "Father, there are not many spiritual stones in our villa's inventory. At most, they will be exhausted in the next attack. At that time, we can only fight head-on. I'm afraid it will be difficult to hold on for a long time."
Mengluo touched Mengdie's hair, and said lovingly: "Child, don't be afraid, the road ahead is destined to be unstoppable, and both misfortunes and blessings are there. We don't want to die, but some people don't want us to die even more."
Mengluo took out a breathing talisman and crushed it. A blue light shot out and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
The special breath talisman made by the Nangong clan can transmit messages instantly no matter how far apart they are.
They want me to help him forge magic weapons, but they have to pay a price.
To protect the safety of our Shenbing Villa, they have to do it even if they don't want to, unless they don't want the Shenbing anymore.
The Nangong clan is indeed as Meng Luo said, divine weapons are extremely important to them.
As soon as dawn broke the next day, the demonic beasts once again organized an army to attack. The injured Yu Yang even went on the field to supervise the battle before he recovered from his injuries, vowing to avenge yesterday's serious injury.
The mist formation was breached again, and the monster army had invaded outside the Shenbing Villa.
Seeing that a bloody and brutal fight was about to begin again, two streams of light appeared in the sky.
A stream of light appeared as an old man, emitting a tyrannical aura and suppressing all the monsters.
Another stream of light showed a young man who found Yu Yang among the demonic beasts. He drew his sword boldly and allowed more than a dozen earth-level demonic beasts to besiege him. In less than ten swords, he cut down Yu Hai.
The group of monsters and beasts suddenly dispersed, and another monster dared to approach Shenbing Villa.
"Master Meng Zhuang, I am Nangong Ming, and this is my mentor Duan Ruqiu. Last night we received the message from Master Meng Zhuang and rushed here day and night. We hope it's not too late yet." Nangong Ming said in a very elegant manner.