Fix your sister's fairy

The fat man looked at Mo Yi in front of him and was dumbfounded, what is the situation!?

"That's right, you're back. Mo Yi spread his hands at the fat man and smiled, "Isn't it pleasant to feel that all your efforts have been lost?"

The fat man is almost about to scold his mother, his last trace of mana has dried up now, and if he wants to extract mana, he will have to meditate and breathe to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but now it seems that Mo Yi in front of him is not ready to give him a chance to meditate slowly.

"Strong man?" the corners of the fat man's mouth twitched and looked at Mo Yi with a smile that was not a smile, "How about letting me go?"

"Let you go?" Mo Yi walked into the fat man step by step with a long sword, "Then who will let me go?" It seems that if you give you the spirit stone, you will tell you about today's matter, brother, your thoughts are very dangerous!"

The fat man looked at the long sword in Mo Yi's hand and was cold, he said in his heart, don't you want to be so ruthless, isn't it just that I saw you killing, do you really want to kill it all!

"Now you have two choices, one: die here. Mo Yi walked to the fat man's side, the fat man really couldn't run, plus he was stimulated, and now he can stand, and he doesn't sit on the ground without a butt, God bless, Mo Yi is holding a long sword and dangling around him, he is also looking anxious, and he can't make any effective moves.

"Don't, Brother Mo, I have something to say, but we are also comrades-in-arms who have shared hardships and hardships! We have fought side by side before!" the fat man said to Mo Yi with a wry smile.

"Bah! Damn, you don't know how fast you run faster than anyone else when you get into a fight, it's all me alone in DPS.... Oh, is it just the output?I guess if I am hacked to death, you won't even give me a silent mourning!" It's okay not to mention it, as soon as you mention it, you will be angry, the fat man before ran faster than anyone else with oil on the soles of his feet, and he couldn't get out of his anger, so he could only slap the man in black to death with a sword to vent (?)

"What about the second choice? I'll choose the second one!" The fat man looked at the long sword in Mo Yi's hand, the blood of the man in black was still stained on it before, and the fat man was stunned and disgusted for no reason when he thought of the death of the man in black.

"Are you sure?" Mo Yi looked at the fat man with empty eyes, "Are you sure you want to choose the second one?"

"Sure, sure! It's better than dead!" The fat man gritted his teeth and nodded violently, for fear that Mo Yi would turn his face and deny no one and behead himself, and no other monk had ever seen him run into the Lost Forest, he was really dead, and no one would come to the grave for the next year, and there were still fewer monks who disappeared every month in Tiangumen? Vendetta, suicide, escape, all kinds of situations made the people in the sect have no time to take care of it, and it would make no difference if he was a second-class dealer with Huang Soft, if he died here tonight, it was really not worth it!

The fat man looked at Mo Yi with an aggrieved face, although he didn't know what conditions Mo Yi was going to make, but it must be something that made life worse than death, such as what kind of soul control technique, let his soul be in Mo Yi's hands, and what kind of vicious Gu technique made his life worse than death.

Looking at Mo Yi's bright smile in front of him, the fat man inexplicably felt a sense of despair, the happier Mo Yi smiled, the more desperate the fat man became-nothing good anyway!

"Okay! from today onwards, you will call me Boss!" Mo Yi slapped the fat man on the shoulder and said loudly, "Call Boss!"

"Ahh "The fat man was dumbfounded, what's the situation?!What the hell is it to worship the boss? Shouldn't it be a soul control technique or a vicious Gu trick on yourself?

"Ah, what, don't you want to worship me as the boss? Let me tell you that there are not many conscience bosses who can eat and live like me, do you still want five insurances and one housing fund?" Mo Yi looked at the fat man with disdain and said, "Don't ask too much, I have already suffered a lot by accepting you as my little brother, and now that you are my little brother, I will call you after I am! If you are bullied, report my name! Of course, I can't beat it." "

Looking at Mo Yi, who was smiling brightly, he began to doubt his life, whether he was hallucinating or the stupid boy in front of him was crazy, this second choice is too different from the first choice, okay?

In line with the psychology that if you don't pick it up, you will be a dementia, a big fool, and the fat man was stunned for a while and then nodded at Mo Yimeng, "Okay, good!

"That's a good feeling... Squishy huh. Mo Yi put his right hand on the fat man's shoulder and looked at him secretly, "Look, shouldn't you be a little brother and give something to the boss!

I'll wipe it, let's not talk about three bows and nine knocks or something, it's a worship to get married, you still want to blackmail when you come back in a circle, right! Robbery, can you let go of the cover and grab it, what is the situation if you forcibly recognize the boss first and then rob it? Shameless, this is!

The fat man was in a state of distress, but under Mo Yi's obscenity, he still said with a sneer, "What, Boss Mo, the younger brother is also poor, I have been chased for three peaks when I sell a fake, do you still think that I have any spare money?"

"Ahh

"Don't, boss! I still have a few low-grade spirit stones here!

"No! The hand is still out of control! The sword is about to be cut off! It is going to be cut off!"

"it, calm down! Calm down! Although I don't have much money, junior brother, I can still get more than a dozen medium-grade spirit stones! Calm down!"

"Hey, my hand is suddenly better... Well, thank you for softening your spirit stone. Mo Yi's face changed and he immediately put away the long sword, and took a small cloth bag handed by the fat man very happily, at the first moment of holding the bag, Mo Yi suddenly found that it was empty, and when he wanted to question the fat man's insincerity and continued to "lose control of his hand and cut people", he suddenly thought of something and seemed to mobilize mana to rush to the palm of his hand. As expected, a trace of mana mobilized just approached the cloth bag and was drawn like a magnet meeting an iron tool, although it was not much, Mo Yi could still clearly feel that the mana was missing

"Bag of things. Mo Yi slapped his pocket, and more than a dozen boxy medium-grade spirit stones appeared in his hand out of thin air, and Mo Yi almost fell to the ground without holding it.

The fat man looked at Mo Yi with a sad face, playing with all his savings, and almost burst into tears, "Boss Mo, look... Shouldn't I leave some money for my little brother to eat?"

"Isn't there a free meal in the academy cafeteria? How good are steamed buns and pickles! Always remind yourself to keep the right path! Don't take the crooked path! Look at the fact that you sold a fake and led me to the disaster, it's time to eat steamed buns and pickles for a few months to cultivate your heart!" Mo Yiyi's face immediately changed when he heard the money, and he put the spirit stone into the cloth bag with his hand, and put on a righteous appearance.

"Your sister ......," the fat man scolded silently.