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Not only are people's physiques different, they may even have different mental states... Mochizuki Haru once scolded herself when she was extremely angry.

But think about it carefully, the other party and you can be regarded as one person, so isn't the idea that comes out of you now also the other party's idea?

"Hi~" Thinking of this, Mochizuki couldn't help shivering. If she was beaten, there would be no place to appeal... No one would care about this kind of 'I beat me myself'. Bar?

This kind of bad account, even if you become a big Luo in the future, you will not be able to get revenge back!

"Do you want to understand now?" The future Mochizuki Qing, who was lying on the side of the galaxy and propped her head with her elbows, said with a half-smile: "Qingjiang, I advise you to think twice, I am a big Luo, there is one Hundreds of ways to make you ask for trouble, but you can't do anything about it!"

Mochizuki couldn't help but scolded: "Grass (bilingual in Chinese and Japanese)! You're ruthless..."

Wang Yueqing knew what she was, and she knew what kind of character she was.

Although they are all her own, death is impossible... But this person is very bad, who knows how she can punish herself?

It's funny, Mochizuki Haru usually doesn't think her character is so bad... After all, strong people have temperaments, don't they?

But when Mochizukiqing faced her deity... and she was a self in another time and space causal line that was much stronger than her current self, she knew that she was wrong, this person's temperament is indeed very bad!

"Okay, okay~ We have to go through this kind of thing once~ Don't be so serious..." The future Mochizukiqing said with a smile, but for some reason, Mochizuki couldn't help but shiver.

How should I put it, the voice lines and timbre of the two of them sounded similar, but Mochizukiharu just felt that the tone of the pink guy in front of him sounded squeamish, and his posture also looked like a bitch~

At least the current Mochizuki Haru won't call herself 'Haru-chan'...Hey~ This person won't be married in the future, right?

Mochizuki's delusional thinking was naturally captured by the seemingly powerful future Mochizuki in front of her. She was speechless: "What are you thinking about this guy? You should really fight!"

It is impossible to get married, it is impossible in this life!

As soon as the words fell, Mochizuki felt that her forehead was flicked before she could react, and she made a crisp 'pop~' sound...

"Ouch~" Mochizukiqing immediately covered her forehead and squatted down to defend... She was poisoned without reacting at all.

Mochizuki only felt a pain in her forehead, and her seemingly powerful steel skin didn't have any effect. Being hit by this guy in the future, that feeling was like being hit by someone in the mortal period.

What did you say you were hurt?It's not too far; but to say it's innocuous, it's not!

After all, it still hurts to be shot in the cold.

"Hmph~ Telling you little girl to arrange me like this?" Mochizuki Qingshi Shiran, who was wearing a pink hanfu, retracted her little hand and hummed, "It's not because I saw myself for the first time... I'm also here for you. Kindness like a spring breeze~"

"Forget it... We don't need it!" Mochizuki rubbed her forehead and raised her head. "I see that you understand this, and you know my purpose this time, right? So let's..."

Before Mochizuki could finish her words, she was interrupted by the guy on the opposite side: "Understood? What do you know? I don't understand at all~"

"...guna~ Don't be idle and talk about something inexplicable!" Mochizuki scorned: "To be honest, I've never hated myself so much as I do now!"

"Hehe~ you're so cute... so you're jumping in anger?" Mochizuki in the future said with a happy expression: "I'm the exact opposite of you, I've never thought myself so cute as I do now... It's just a silly white sweet~"

After Mochizuki heard this, she said with a displeased expression: "Clam? You call me stupid? Are you okay?"

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(Ah~ sleepy, sleepy... go to bed, let's vote!)

Chapter 676 The question is: What kind of experience is it to bully yourself?

It's really stupid and sweet... Compared with those swords, the joy and anger are indistinguishable, and even the joy, anger and sadness shown are acting, and they are all the old silver coins that are fake...

Now Mochizukiqing is really a pink and tender new baby.

"I just like the way you don't like me, and you can't kill me!" The future pleasure criminal stretched out his little hand with a smile and pinched Mochiyueqing's face teasingly: "Hey~ The little face sounds so tender. ~ Sure enough, it's a Yan dog, as expected of me!"

"..." Mochizukiqing lost her temper completely, she really didn't know how to deal with this old fritters now.

Is this how she will become enlightened in the future?

It is clear that Mochizukiqing said that she is a grumpy now, that is the kind of style that doesn't talk to you too much, just do it without saying anything... What the hell did this future self go through to become like this? Vice pattern?

"Just say you don't know~ Don't say it's our past body in the future, it's embarrassing to let people know..."

The future Mochizuki said lazily: "How can I say that I am also the one who pushes through the ages and is unparalleled in the world...and almost overwhelmed those old immortals, thus opening a new era and becoming the No. 1 big shot in the heavens!"

"How can there be such a fickle, silly, white and sweet black history like you?" Mochizukiharu in the future made a malicious and cute appearance [Life is not easy, cat and cat sighs].

"Ha? So I'm not just an eighth-level Daluo in the future, but a ninth-level Primordial Primordial?" Mochizukiqing was even more shocked, she didn't even dare to think about it~ a ninth-level level... what is that existence?

For the current Mochizukiharu, even the eighth-level Daluo is an unimaginable big man.

"What Hunyuan? We are Daluo! Do you know how to fight Daluo?" Mochizuki in the future stood up and said: "There is no level above Daluo in the heavens and the world, even if it is the highest in the heavens and the worlds. Old Chen, who likes to mess around the most, only calls himself Daluo... Of course, so do I!"

Dr. Chen is making troubles everywhere, doesn't he know that adding a level to Daluo can stimulate those who don't like to do things more?

He knows, but he will not break the tacit understanding of all the ninth-level 'Daluo'... After all, the ninth-level is already a vested interest, and those old silver coins are not interested in betraying their own class to unite with the bottom eight-level Daluo to overthrow A ninth-level dictatorship or something...

If nothing else, this difference in combat power really cannot be compensated by the number of people...

"Don't say anything like 'Hunyuan' in the future, it's shameful~" The future Mochizuki looked at herself with contempt and said, "As we all know, people's physiques cannot be generalized..."

"The gap between human beings is so big, let alone Daluo?" Mochizuki in the future said solemnly: "Some people are called Tianzun, because they can only barely reach Tianzun's edge... and I I'm called Da Luo because I want to be called Da Luo."

Daluo and Daluo can't really be generalized. Mochizuki will also be one of the people who can hold the right to speak in the meeting of the reopening of the heavens and the world in the chaotic era... Although this right to speak is not equal to those who have accumulated years of age and immortality, but It's still better than the bunch of big Luos who can only stand on the sidelines and watch the big guys tear up.

"Look at how stupid you are... If it wasn't like that, would the stinky temper of the stone monkey of Sun Wukong curry favor with me? Would he ask for help from someone of the same level?" The future Mochizukiqing said with contempt, "If he can really let go of his body, go directly to him. Wouldn't it be better to ask the fat monk Shakana?"

"You don't even understand this, take off your skirt!" The future Mochizuki looked at Mochizuki with even more contempt, and then stretched out her little hand and pulled the monkey fur in Mochiyuki's hand...

"..." But Mochizuki couldn't care less about her being taken away by the other party. Her head was going to explode now. This was the first time Mochizuki experienced the feeling of being suppressed and unable to resist.