am i a devil

To be precise, if Xun Ying didn't go all the way, Wang Mo would really be beaten like a rotten pear by the other party. However, Xun Ying's hands are still very measured, and his attitude towards Wang Mo every time , like a jeweler treats the most expensive jewelry, adopting a gentle attitude.

Therefore, although Wang Mo lost badly, he didn't face too badly, the main thing was his face.

Wang Mo: "..."

I originally thought that in the real world there would be that kind of bluff, a name-seeking person with 28 names printed on a business card, but I didn’t expect there to be such a person among my younger brothers

Wang Mo felt very ashamed in his heart, and after the sparring was over, he climbed to his room on the second floor under the power of thunder.

"It's shameful, it's really shameful." Wang Mo said, while making some mosaics, he roughly talked about how he was beaten like a rotten sour pear by Xun Ying in theory.

"My lord, if you want to say that you have lost the battle, we will definitely believe it."

"But you said that we are trying to gain fame, so we can talk about it and talk about it."

"Yes, my lord, look at our tokens, they are all real."

Two generations of martial arts alliance leaders cried out to Wang Mo for injustice, while showing him his token.

Wang Mo looked at their tokens suspiciously, thought for a while and said, "In the big world of small commodities, you can buy them for a few dollars."

"But we didn't buy it!"

"So where can I buy it?"

"I'll ask this later."

The two generations of martial arts leaders started chattering again, and after a bout of fierce fighting, the two stopped arguing with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Wang Mo: "..."

But it looks like these two bosses have real skills, why are their statistics so vulnerable to Xun Ying? Wang Mo thought to himself.

"I see that your kung fu is indeed real, why do I still lose so badly?" Wang Mo couldn't help asking.

"Of course." Two generations of martial arts leaders said naturally.

"Compared with your senior brother's martial arts, there is a wall between our martial arts."

"We are martial arts."

"They are Xian Xia."

"Slightly equal to the difference between physical attack and magic attack."

The two talked to Wang Moke in a hurry.

Wang Mo: "..."

This is called Zhuangbility, but what is it, Wang Mosheng thought helplessly, and felt a little embarrassed to go to Xun Ying to discuss it again.

However, he didn't have this intention, and Xun Ying became more interested. He would often invite Wang Mo to discuss with his brothers after tea and dinner.

Wang Mo: "..."

After Wang Mo politely rejected the opponent several times, he really couldn't refuse, so he used his own physical attack to accept the opponent's magic attack.

However, Xun Ying didn't beat him up, but also gave him some practical and beautiful moves.

Wang Mo: "..."

He was really a good person when he was a senior brother, Wang Mo couldn't help but scream in his heart, and couldn't help but miss that innocent and beautiful time.

But now that he is asked to return to the situation at that time, Wang Mo seems not very willing.

"Amo, do you remember that these moves can be used to advance, attack, retreat, or defend, and they are both ornamental and practical."

Just when Wang Mo was reviewing his own thinking trajectory, he heard Xun Ying's introduction.

"Oh, I remembered, don't worry." Wang Mo then stopped his own thinking and nodded towards Xun Ying.

"By the way, Amo, since I also taught you a few kung fu skills, I'll give you a weapon too. It's just that you don't need it in modern society, but you can put it in your room as a collectible." Xun Ying said Then, he opened a small reincarnation casually, and then led Wang Mo into it.

Wang Mo has lived at home for so long, but he didn't even know there was a small reincarnation at home.

As soon as he stepped in, his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes were blinded by the light of all kinds of gold and silver jewelry inside.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Amo, do you like this sword?" Xun Ying took a sword case made of very precious wood and carved with complicated patterns, and handed it to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

Even if I sell this box, I won’t get it in exchange, Wang Mo thought.

But in fact, what shocked him now was not the sword box, but the dazzling array of rare treasures in this small reincarnation.

I used to think that in the small courtyard where we lived before, the whole house was considered as rich as an enemy, but now that I think about it, I am still really an ant visiting my friend Elephant’s family, Wang Mo sighed in his heart.

"Amo, what's the matter with you, don't you like this sword?" Seeing Wang Mo's dumbfounded look, Xun Ying asked him.

"Ah, it's nothing, I like it, how can I not like such a good thing." Wang Mo came back to his senses and said quickly.

Holding the sword box in his arms, Wang Mo returned to the room on the second floor in a state of dismay, found a suitable place, and displayed the shining sword that had gone through thousands of years of baptism.

He lightly touched the exquisite jewels on the hilt of the sword, and he didn't know who owned the sword, but what Xun Ying was willing to give him was better than those who could be ranked on the weapon list something.

It is estimated that the previous owner should also be a hero who killed the world, and the other party must have never thought that such a precious thing would eventually fall into the hands of a poor boy like himself.

"My lord, this sword is so beautiful."

At this time, under the bed on the second floor, Baigui Yexing was also attracted by Wang Mo's sword, and they all came to watch.

"My lord, where did you get the great sword?"

Wang Mo: "..."

"Xun Ying gave it to me." Wang Mo said.

Then he saw that everyone showed their original expressions.

"It turned out to be a gift from the princess."

"That's not surprising."

Everyone nodded.

Wang Mo: "..."

It seems that in the eyes of my younger brothers, I have also become a little boy who eats soft food, Wang Mo thought to himself.

"By the way, have any of you experienced that kind of marriage where the gap between the rich and the poor is very disparate?"

Wang Mo sat on the chair for a while, and then suddenly asked a soul blow.

Seven hundred ghosts multiplied by 24 hours: "..."

"Your Majesty, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Yes, my lord, what's on your mind?"

"It's nothing, I was just thinking... Oh, forget it."

Wang Mo didn't know what was going on, he who had always been salty, suddenly felt full of fighting spirit.

"What's the use of complaining all day long, the sense of security is not given by others, but earned by oneself!" Wang Mo said dryly, and then won the warm applause from Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

"My lord, how do you plan to gain a sense of security?" the ghosts asked with tears in their eyes.

"Just... go to work to earn money." Wang Mo thought for a while and said.

Baigui Yexing crawled back under the bed one after another, washed up and fell asleep.

-

In the past few days, Xun Ying seemed to feel some changes in Wang Mo's aura.

His fighting spirit is high every day, and it is almost the first time that he has the kind of ambitious look that should belong to boys of his age. After all, he was quite Buddhist before.

"Amo, you seem to be very motivated recently." When eating breakfast that day, Xun Ying looked at Wang Mo, who had a good meal, and said.

"Of course." Wang Mo ate half a slice of toast vigorously and drank a large glass of milk.

"I suspect that our relationship has not progressed. It may be due to the large gap between the rich and the poor, so I decided to work hard and try to catch up with you as soon as possible." Wang Mo said.

Although he hasn't agreed to Xun Ying's pursuit, he definitely doesn't take pleasure in torturing the other party. To confess to him so openly means that it's not your problem, but mine that we haven't dated yet.

Wang Mo felt that speaking directly would make Xun Ying's life easier, so he hit a straight ball.

Xun Ying: "..."

Xun Ying then ate without eating or sleeping. Suddenly, when he let go of his hand, the rice bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Wang Mo: "..."

"This bowl is not enough to exchange if I sell it!" Wang Mo croaked.

"Ah, I didn't mean it." Xun Ying said, looking away.