Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 314 Starship Captain is a Merchant (48)
Chapter 342

If An Mo, as a soul-wearing tasker, failed to enter the state immediately and attached enough emotions to meet the parents who had reunited after a long time, which aroused the suspicion of the two, then her performance at this moment definitely made the two People are satisfied.

As everyone knows, the reason why she collapsed was because a certain bastard destroyed the elves and ruined her plan.

Looking at the dilapidated square in front of him, the solemn and solemn totem pole in his memory had already fallen, An Mo wished he could shout to the sky in his native accent: Which idiot ruined my coming-of-age ceremony!

But she couldn't, she could only nestle in her mother's arms and cry along with her.

She took deep breaths trying to stabilize her emotions and calm down so that she could make the best coping strategy, but this time, she really couldn't do anything.

She had thought well at first, awakened her abilities, learned more powerful spells from her mother, and then helped her lover to completely control Erjue's body; She stepped in and gave her a big blow.

An Mo suddenly panicked, her brain seemed to froze along with the desolate square, she no longer had the confidence to strategize, only a helpless and terrified expression remained.

She turned her head abruptly and said to Wen Shu, "Hurry up, Er Jue will definitely come to find me. Be careful not to be bumped by him on your way back."

If this mission fails, she still has a life to live, but Wen Shu is sure to die. She is not sure whether this world is a string of data or the real world where her lover lives, so she dare not gamble.

Wen Shu frowned. He understood that An Mo's intention was to get himself out of the way. He didn't refuse immediately, but took a rational look at the overall situation: "What about you? What are you going to do next?"

Then, without waiting for An Mo to come up with any excuses, Wen Shu once again saw through her eyes: "You have no plans, you don't know what to do."

This feeling is wonderful. He can understand An Mo as if it is an instinct without reason, neither abrupt nor weird. He accepts it happily and is a little smug at the same time, for the tacit understanding that the two of them seem to be born with. .

Four years is enough time for a bald head to grow finger-length short hair, and with the start of cultivation, Wen Shu's eyes can gradually vortex; at this moment, the cold wind is blowing, and his robes are stirring, pure white The broken hair swayed in front of the forehead with the same rhythm, black mist quietly rose from the palm of the boy's naturally drooping left hand, and the deep pupils turned into chaotic balls.

He looked deeply at An Mo, and his voice carried a demagogic force: "I won't leave, let's go together."

He knew that was the only way to convince her.

In terms of stubbornness, the two of them are on the same level.

Although he was extremely rational, he chose to die with An Mo when there was no perfect way out.Alone?He can't do it.

Besides...he couldn't make a choice between An Mo and his little uncle.

He really wanted to believe everything An Mo said, but he didn't want to believe those. He was the person he respected the most... That was obviously the hero he had always targeted...

So he stayed, probably from the bottom of his heart, he also wanted to confirm the so-called facts for himself, otherwise he would really not be willing.

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Er Jue came very quickly. He left a fixed point to teleport the coordinates, so An Mo was approached by someone before he had time to learn more dragon language magic. The three of them met in the run-down square of the elves.

An Mo had a thought. She didn't tell her parents about the danger that might happen next. She only used the excuse of mourning the dead clansmen and their homeland. She never stayed in the Dragon Clan. The clansmen who implicated her father unexpectedly underestimated the deep love of the long-lost parents for her.

The moment Er Jue shot at her, An's father, a fiery dragon, also rushed out from some hidden corner. With a seemingly light wave of the dragon's claws, he knocked her back half a meter; An's mother shot an arrow at the same time, Fei body stood in front of An Mo.

So the position of four people and one dragon suddenly changed to Erjue facing the overlapping three people and one dragon. From front to back, it was An's father, An's mother, Wen Shu, and finally An Mo.

The little girl was originally the thinnest, but now she was perfectly blocked by the three in front, and Er Jue couldn't even look at her without tilting his head.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, kept a safe distance from An's father, and said softly: "Momo, you are not good."

Looking at Wen Shu who showed a handsome face from under An's father's wings, he said, "A Shu, come here, and go home with my little uncle later."

Wen Shu took a step forward and stared straight at Er Jue with a stubborn gaze that made people feel distressed: "Little uncle, are you really planning to raise me up? It was a lie to let me practice when I had the chance. Is it?"

Er Jue's expression was stern. Wen Shu was too far away to see what was in his eyes. He only heard the man say something like a sigh: "A Shu, I didn't want to hurt you."

Seeing that the little nephew didn't respond, he continued: "I will let you cultivate in an open and honest manner. Now that the Python family has been abolished, the entire Blue Card Starfield belongs to the Guti family. As long as we wait a little longer, we will be able to dominate sooner or later." Beijiang, at that time, my little uncle would not stop you whatever you wanted to do."

Wen Shu was still silent. The word "fair and aboveboard" in the words just now was bitten very hard, and he was clearly pointing at him.

There are too many things in the world that are both true and false. He used to be unwilling to pursue it, and he was too lazy to pursue it. Unexpectedly, he wants to pursue it now, but he has no strength at all.

"Little uncle, let An Mo go, I want to marry her." He lowered his head, his tone calm and emotionless.

Er Jue always put on that smile that did not reach his eyes, and his tone was still gentle: "A Shu, my uncle has taught you that you have to throw away things when they are broken, and the same goes for people, otherwise... eating a bad stomach is a child, and it will harm you. It’s too late to save your life.”

At this moment, An Mo suddenly stood in front of Wen Shu. Regardless of An's mother's obstruction, he just exposed his body like that, and threw out a sentence without defense: "Sir, you also taught me not to be too greedy in life." ——You already have so many spirits of secret treasures, don’t you miss me?”

She also followed Er Jue's example and raised the corners of her lips, sneering sarcastically, "Why are you chasing me so hard?"

Er Jue's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, and he returned to normal in an instant. He immediately laughed and praised: "You are so smart, I can't bear to do it. Come and tell me, what did you guess?"

"The destruction of the elves was caused by you, right?" An Mo's face darkened, and his tone became serious, "Since you discovered this secret realm, you have played a big game of chess, including the destroyed sneak attacker... ...It can be said that they are interlocking, and all of this was planned by you!"

　The book I’ve been chasing has been broken for a few months, and I went to take another look today. A reader left a message saying that the author might surprise everyone on Double Eleven. Activity

　　
　
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