I just want to stay at home in peace

Chapter 153 So far, there is no other way
Mo Yun was very relieved, He Wuwu finally started to practice seriously!

Mo Yun knew that He Wuwu was not weak in talent, and he liked to study very much, and he had a stalking spirit.

This kid is really serious, whether it is martial arts cultivation or actual combat skills, he can definitely improve rapidly, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

Just like now, Wu Peng, who abused him so much that he couldn't find Bei two months ago, was no longer his opponent in a blink of an eye.

Of course the most important thing is.

Now that He Wuyi puts his focus on martial arts training, the matter of the martial arts club will undoubtedly fall to Wang Qian.

In this way, Wang Qi no longer has time to be idle.

perfect!

Thinking of this, Mo Yun couldn't help laughing.

"What's the point of being old? In a few days, I will teach him a set of exercises and let him study and study."

"It's not enough, this trip to the catacombs, I traveled to many places, I drew a map for him, marked all the places with treasures, and asked Lao He to take risks."

"Not bad, good idea, with my map, Lao He will definitely fall in love with the Catacombs!"

Thinking of this, Mo Yun almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Ding, if you stay at home for 5 minutes, your vitality and blood will be +1, and your constitution will be +1."

"Ding, you stay at home for 10 minutes, mental power +1, understanding +1."

"Ding, you stayed at home and read comics for 1 hour, and your martial skill level will be randomly +1."

"Ding, you stayed at home for a day without going out, your foundation +1, your comprehension +1."

Mo Yun was browsing beep beep.

When he got home, he took back his avatar, and his consciousness returned to his main body.

Although the avatar and the main body are indistinguishable from each other, they can share thinking and memory.

But in actual operation, there is still a difference.

It is mainly a question of consciousness distribution.

If more consciousness is allocated to the avatar, the avatar will dominate, and the thinking will be dominated by the avatar.

If more consciousness is given to the noumenon, the noumenon will dominate, and thinking will return to the noumenon.

During the period of using the avatar, Mo Yun focused his consciousness on the avatar, and experienced everything the avatar experienced with all his heart.

This can also be regarded as an alternative exchange of body and avatar.

The sense of existence on the side of the body is also less.

It is possible that for this reason, the system does not work so well.

This also led to Mo Yun not getting any skills for such a long time.

Of course, one of the props was swiped, which is the ring he is using now.

Recalling everything he had experienced in the Catacombs, Mo Yun nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, the leader of the blood fiend was hacked to death, and the affairs of the blood fiend organization were perfectly resolved, and then you can stay at home with peace of mind."

"It's not far away from the eighth-rank golden body. It should be enough to stay at home for a while."

"There are three days left in the avatar. I won't use it for the time being. Let's keep it for now. Maybe something will happen someday. If there's nothing to do, it's better to save it for the next time I go home."

"As for the task of collecting the Qiankun Seal, what the hell, let him go, just let it happen."

Mo Yun's so-called resignation means that the seal of Qian Kun falls on his doorstep and he picks it up.

It is impossible to actively search for it. Even if Mo Yun is killed, he will not take the initiative to search for the Qiankun Seal.

"By the way, there are still 3.5 hours of free time every day, and I can travel a little farther."

"I sold the blue scale stone, and now I have enough money to spend, so I can buy whatever I want!"

Mo Yun couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling that he could be a quiet salted fish now.

Watching Fanwan, playing games, reading novels every day, and taking advantage of free time to go out for a walk when you are tired, is simply not too flattering.

As for martial arts, just stay at home and wait for it to improve itself.

Looking at the time, it was almost 01:30. Mo Yun stretched his waist, exited the dance area, stood up, and prepared to cook.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and in less than an hour, the delicious meal was out of the pan.

The simple two dishes and one soup, under Mo Yun's miraculous operation, exudes a tempting fragrance, even brin bling glows.

If someone was present, they would definitely be drooling with greed and could no longer move their feet.

After serving the meal, Mo Yun was ready to start.

But soon, Mo Yun frowned, put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and looked out the window coldly.

"Why are you here?" Mo Yun frowned.

"Well, I was discovered by you again. It is obvious that the breath holding technique has been improved so much."

The voice fell, and a woman in night clothes and a black mask jumped in from the window.

It was the unreliable foodie assassin Gu Shuiyue.

"Alas."

Gu Shuiyue immediately smelled the fragrance, her eyes lit up immediately, and she took off her mask.

Mo Yun noticed that her face had returned to an ordinary look.

"What are you doing here? Don't look, I didn't prepare your share!"

"Pay attention to your image, hey! Even if you swallow your saliva, I won't share it with you!"

Mo Yun's face darkened.

Hearing this, Gu Shuiyue took a deep breath, diverted her gaze with great difficulty, and finally closed her eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat!"

"I can't look, I can't look, I can't look!"

"I want to lose weight, I want to lose weight, I want to lose weight!"

Looking at Gu Shuiyue, whose eyelashes were trembling, with a pained expression and swallowing saliva, Mo Yun was speechless for a while.

This guy must have starved to death in his previous life.

After whispering thirty times, Gu Shuiyue opened her eyes with difficulty, not daring to look at the table.

"It's like this. I happened to pass by Jiangnan Province after I finished my mission, and I thought of you to take a look. I didn't expect you to come back."

Gu Shuiyue concentrated her attention, stepped forward, and looked around Mo Yun seriously.

No injuries, good.

Gu Shuiyue breathed a sigh of relief, her hanging heart finally let go.

"Look at what?" Mo Yun frowned.

"Well, it's nothing." Gu Shuiyue shook her head first, then she looked at Mo Yun again, wondering, "Why is your breath so strange?"

"Huh?" Mo Yun was puzzled.

"Your breath now is a bit different from when you were in the Catacombs."

After thinking about it, Gu Shuiyue continued: "When you were in the cave, your breath was also very strange, sometimes strong and sometimes weak."

"That's because of interest rate—"

Mo Yun was about to explain, but was interrupted by Gu Shuiyue.

"No, it's definitely not because of the breath restraining technique, but the real breath of cultivation. Although your breath was covered up by the breath restraining technique for only a moment, it was still captured by me."

Speaking of this, Gu Shuiyue frowned tightly, and said with a puzzled face: "Sometimes your aura is pitifully weak, but sometimes your aura is terrifyingly strong."

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Shuiyue looked at Mo Yun seriously.

Mo Yun also looked at Gu Shuiyue seriously, his face getting darker and darker.

What to do, this woman seems to know too much!

So far, there is no other way!

It seems that only...

(End of this chapter)