The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 822 God Qin Said To Do It Directly
Zhao Sanpang was quiet for a few seconds after listening to Luo Meimei's words.

On the contrary, Xiao Jing glanced at him, his voice didn't fluctuate: "Qin Mo didn't use three thousand knives, it doesn't mean that Yan Yixiao didn't force out his true strength, there is another possibility."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, then raised his eyes: "It's very difficult for Qin Mo to use that unique trick now."

"The captain is saying..." Luomei's eyes trembled, "But didn't Qin Mo go to the Northern Federation, the best medical experts are there, aren't they?"

Xiao Jing didn't speak any more.

Looking up, the entire arena is still very lively.

And Qin Mo, who was standing in the middle, was still tall and tall.

Perhaps apart from his opponents, no one could see the slightest flaw in him.

But that's just maybe.

After taking off the earphones, Bo Jiu turned her head and looked at the man's smooth wrist.

Qin Mo still had a casual expression, and his sideways eyes met the young man's gaze. The handsome face was a bit shocking, but there was no difference.

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows, maybe she was wrong.

Qin Mo didn't give the young man time to think, so he stretched out his hand, pulled him towards him, and lowered his voice, "Wait for me in the car later, there are some things we need to talk about."

The noise in the ears continued, but the person was very close, so close that there were many people around, and Bo Jiu was filled with resentment because of such a nice voice.

Now she especially wanted to ask the great god, if she knocked him out and took him away, how would he react.

It is estimated that after waking up, she will give her a look to let her understand.

But these are just thoughts, Bo Jiu knows very well that it is really not easy to take the master away.

If it's after the national competition, maybe she still wants to do something heresy, and that must be when the god is not prepared.

Now, some things must be advanced.

5 minutes.

Bo Jiu's eyes fell on the countdown on the field.

Then, move back again.

Almost instantly, a line formed in her mind.

The competition venue was originally a modern commercial square.

In this commercial plaza, the semicircular fan blades are built into an electric competition field. The main building is made of fully transparent dark glass. Light luxury goods are all on this floor.

The second to fourth floors are full of trendy clothing, and the fifth floor is home to several dessert shops and a cinema.

The channel in Bo Jiu's mind leads to the fifth floor of this commercial SOHO.

"You seem to be paying special attention to time today." Qin Mo looked back at the young man with deep eyes.

Bo Jiu knew that the Great God was difficult to deal with. For psychologists, any slight change would be noticed by them. At this time, admitting is more appropriate than dodging.

"I was thinking about how brother Mo would talk to me for a while, and subconsciously wanted to check the time, which is more oppressive than playing games." Bo Jiu said with a serious face: "This should be the legendary fidgeting?" '

Hearing this, Qin Mo looked at the clean and fair face in front of him, and frowned playfully: "Are you still restless?"

"I still possess this skill occasionally." Bo Jiu smiled slightly.

Qin Mo watched the media approach, and before leaving, he reached out and rubbed the boy's head. When he passed by, the voice from the thin lips that brushed against the silver hair was very nice: "Don't worry, I won't make you restless for too long, Brother Mo likes to do it directly."

Bo Jiu: ...

(End of this chapter)