"Control combat skills! Feng Wuchen, you shameless despicable villain, I will fight you! Thousands of arrows pierce your heart. Even if the young master dies, he will definitely turn into thousands of iron arrows and nail you to the ground!"
Jun Mo suddenly let out a strange scream, and hammered his chest wildly. His beard and hair spread out, his momentum suddenly surged, and the fingers of his hands turned into ten strange streams of light, flowing around him. There was a bang, an explosion of mental power, and dozens of simulations.
The iron arrows shot out in all directions in an extremely messy manner, flying all over the sky, but at the same time as the iron arrows were shot out, Junmoren was completely hit by the knife net.
"No!"
Fang Qingxue suddenly let out a sharp whistle, and like a big bird, she rushed toward Jun Mo. Before anyone arrived, her big hand, which was the shape of her mind, had already picked up Jun Mo, who was chopped bloody by the knife net.
"Jun Mo, you damn bastard, you can't really die!" Fang Qingxue immediately hugged the bloody Jun Mo, her face turned pale.
"not good!"
Cheng Jiu's eyes narrowed, and he reached Fang Qingxue's side in a flash, reaching out to grab the bloody Jun Mo.
"How can it be?"
"Mo'er!"
The old man and his father stared at the bloody Jun Mo as if they were struck by thunder. Then they came back to their senses and hurriedly rushed over.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Feng Wuchen suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Master, I finally got my revenge!"
The tall, thin, white-faced young man looked at Fang Qingxue with a strange expression, but he kept complimenting her.
"puff!"
Suddenly, an iron arrow fell from the sky, passing directly through the back of the wide-eyed Feng Wuchen's vest, pinning him to the ground paved with bluestones.
"what happened?"
The face of the tall, thin, white-faced young man changed. He felt a huge pain in his calf. When he lowered his head, he saw half an arrow appearing out of thin air. He immediately bent his knees and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Puff puff!"
The iron arrow was strange, falling from the sky, and its power was astonishing. In an instant, it injured four or five people, including the tall, thin and pretty boy!
The sudden change made everyone forget the pain and widen their eyes.
"Eh? Little sister Qingxue, why are you holding me?"
Jun Mo opened his eyes almost at the same time and looked at Fang Qingxue, who was holding him and her face turned pale with shock. He suddenly grinned and pretended to be surprised and shouted:
"Ah! My little sister Qingxue, maybe you have finally changed your mind and decided to be my Jun Mo's wife! Haha! Heaven and earth, what a blessing I, Jun Mo, am!"
"You're pretending to be dead!"
Fang Qingxue's expression suddenly changed. She instinctively loosened her hands and threw Jun Mo to the ground with a plop. Then she raised her hand and slapped him down.
"Stop! Who is pretending to be dead? Please tell me clearly!"
Jun Mo shouted, stretched out his hand like lightning, and tightly grasped Fang Qingxue's snow-white catkins, then patted his sore buttocks and turned them over. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief!
"You're just pretending to be dead, so what?"
Fang Qingxue stared, and suddenly saw Jun Mo still holding his little hand, with an intoxicated and satisfied look on his face. His heart suddenly beat wildly, his face suddenly changed, and he struggled to break away from Jun Mo's hand with a loud slap, and slapped him hard.
Photographed on Jun Mo’s head:
"Let go! You are a scoundrel, a treacherous thief, a bastard who will never repent!"
Before she finished speaking, Fang Qingxue turned her head, ducked and ran away without a trace!
"Why run? Isn't it just to hold hands?"
Jun Mo looked at the direction in which Fang Qingxue disappeared and said as if talking to himself: "It's not like I didn't hold hands when I was a child. We were an old married couple, and I became shy in front of so many people, especially grandpa and
Dad is here, running around, what does it look like!"
Jun Mo put his hand in front of his nose and smelled it before he could finish it. His expression suddenly brightened. The ancients did not deceive me. He gently held the catkins, and indeed there was a lingering fragrance in his hands!
"You brat, you scared me!" The old man slapped him over without losing any chance.
"stop!"
Jun Mo quickly stepped aside, raised his hands in front of his nose and growled dissatisfied at the old man: "Go away first, I haven't smelled enough yet!"
"Jun Mo, go to hell!"
Suddenly there was a shocking roar, "Boom!" There was a loud noise on the ground, the sky and the earth were darkened, the sound of piercing the sky was heard, and there were iron arrows flying and drilling all over the sky!
"The dark night is boundless, and an arrow comes south? Why is it like this again?"
Jun Mo took a breath of air-conditioning. This time, he got what he wanted, and completely ignited little sister Qingxue's violent and fiery personality!
It turns out that just now Jun Mo noticed that little sister Qingxue was acting so cold and scary, and he suddenly realized that in front of him, little sister Qingxue looked hot and hot, but in front of other little guys, little sister Qingxue was so cool.
An ice and snow beauty that is hard to get close to!
Thinking of being treated differently, Jun Mo's heart couldn't help but beat wildly. This is a good thing, this is indeed a good thing!
The power of an otaku lies in his ability to calm down all day long and use a super-sensitive heart to understand the world around him. Therefore, Jun Mo realized that from the two extremes of little sister Qingxue's treatment of him and others
In terms of attitude, I understand!
Therefore, he made a temporary and painful plan to make himself panicked by Feng Wuchen. He ran around everywhere, barely escaping Feng Wuchen's killing blows, and finally attracted Feng Wuchen to use his ultimate move.
He "killed" with one blow, thereby detonating something that was floating in the deepest part of little sister Qingxue's heart, something that could not be determined, but had always existed.
Of course, in the eyes of Jun Mo's hard performances, the old man and his father, who knew Jun Mo's details, thought that their boy had matured, knew how to be patient, knew how to hide his strength in front of Cheng Jiu, and knew how to find the most appropriate opportunity.
Use "luck" and "lucky" to create counterattacks.
Obviously, little sister Qingxue fled in panic, which is enough to indicate that the otaku is about to usher in the first and greatest victory in his life!
As for little sister Qingxue’s furious counter-attack, this is just a way of venting her emotions!
Well, in the eyes of Jun Mo, an old otaku, this is proof of love. Fighting is love!
This guy stood with a natural look on his face in the rain of arrows, and his heart had long since turned into a snicker!
The dark night is boundless, and an arrow comes south.
What kind of troop control skills and what kind of killing arrows?
I bother!
This is called the arrow of love, I am willing to be pierced by it!
Jun Mo looked intoxicated, looking at the little sister Qingxue hiding in the dark!
"Ding dong!"
The prompt sounded suddenly: "Congratulations, young preparatory flower protector. Your voice, your soul, and your emotions have caused your spiritual realm to be incomparably strengthened and improved. You have reached the conditions for increasing your strength from time to time, and your mental strength value has been increased to
Thirty-seven thousand eight hundred pounds to become a six-star controller. Please continue to work hard to improve your strength and better complete the next tasks!"
"This can also improve your strength!"
Jun Mo's eyes widened in disbelief. You must know that he did all this just to pick up girls. He was always wearing a piece of gold silk soft armor that was the best for controlling soldiers. It was not the intention of little sister Qingxue.
It can be penetrated by the low-grade soldier-controlling iron arrows made of force simulation!
His strength actually increased due to this, and his mental strength increased by 5,800 kilograms. What is the concept of this? If you put it on other people, it would be at least several months of hard work!
"Lao Jiu, that boy was hit by Mo'er's arrow. The previous incident has been wiped out. Now we will take him to the Jun's martial arts arena and the gambling battle will officially begin!"
The old man suddenly shouted, waved his hand, and a tyrannical force enveloped Jun Mo.
"Old man, your grandson is working hard to pick up girls and prepare for you to make plans for Guang Dajun's family. How can you be so cruel and ignorant of style?"
Jun Mo watched helplessly as the arrow of love was about to pass through his heart within two inches, and closed his eyes unwillingly.
Indeed, how could the old man watch his grandson being beaten to death by his future grandson-in-law, a powerful six-star control master, using a storm of troop control skills?
After a gust of breeze, Jun Mo was thrown directly into the middle of the empty martial arts field by the old man.