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Chapter 108 Ruo Bingqing's Upgraded Killing Fields

"Good morning." Mo Ruzhi greeted his parents.

Mo Jingyi and Zhang Yang, who were sitting in the living room, were taken aback. Turning around, Mo Jingyi said in surprise, "You didn't go to the basement?"

Mo Ruzhi sat beside her, stretched out his arms and picked up a big red strawberry from the coffee table, stuffed it into his mouth, with a big chunk protruding from his cheek, and said vaguely: "Well, martial arts practice pays attention to relaxation, and it is easy to damage the body blindly, the gain outweighs the gain .”

Hearing Mo Ruzhi's words, Zhang Chenxing couldn't help looking at him, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident: Others say that Zhang Chi has a degree, but you say that Zhang Chi is unworthy.

These days in Pingchuan City, he finally saw what a Wu lunatic is.

The three of them still have time to have fun and relax, and Mo Ruzhi spends almost all of their time in the practice room except for going to work, eating and sleeping.

Unless there are special circumstances, Zhang Chenxing can only see Mo Ruzhi during meals.

Mo Ruzhi turned to look at Zhang Chenxing looking at him, winking.

Zhang Chenxing turned his head with a cold face, but did not expose his words.

On this day, Mo Ruzhi Zhang Chenxing accompanied Mo Jingyi and Zhang Yang for a day. The family of four didn't go anywhere, just stayed at home and watched TV.

A rare time to enjoy family reunion.

Mo Ruzhi's frustration and loss because he didn't make a breakthrough according to the plan was slowly soothed by the family's laughter.

Everyone wanted to improve their cultivation quickly, but Mo Ruzhi was too impatient this time.

His original xinxing was stable, but cracks had begun to appear.

If things go on like this, I am afraid that there will be uncontrollable consequences, or even go crazy.

This is the evil result of not cultivating nature, but only cultivating life, and the speed of cultivation far exceeds the speed of cultivating xinxing.

The laughter of the family wiped away the dust in Mo Ruzhi's heart, and gradually filled and healed the loopholes in Mo Ruzhi's heart.

Mo Ruzhi only felt peace in his heart.

If the heart is clear, the sky will not be shocked!

Zhang Chenxing suddenly looked to the side, staring at Mo Ruzhi for a long time without moving.

Mo Ruzhi threw the melon seed skin in his hand, turned to look at him and smiled, "What's wrong? Is the melon seed skin stuck to my face?"

Zhang Chenxing shook his head, leaned back on the sofa, and fell into deep thought.

He just felt that his brother suddenly became a little different from before, but he couldn't say what was different for a while.

It took a whole day and night to evolve the killing field.

In the early hours of the morning, I was finally able to enter.

After Mo Ruzhi entered, he felt that nothing had changed, and received a wave of information in his mind.

Mo Ruzhi closed his eyes, and opened them after a while, with joy flashing in his eyes.

With a thought, the originally empty killing field changed drastically in an instant.

The trees towered into the sky, the vines climbed up the trunks, the weeds were overgrown under the feet, and the dead leaves were piled up. When you stepped on it, it creaked.

Suddenly there was thunder and heavy rain.

Mo Ruzhi was poured a chill.

Mo Ruzhi: "...Damn!"

At this moment, the branches above his head shook, and Mo Ruzhi immediately dodged and hid behind another big tree, leaning against the big tree, looking carefully.

A little squirrel poked its head out, kicked its legs, and slid towards another big tree.

It turned out to be a little squirrel, Mo Ruzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked up to see where to shelter from the rain.In fact, during thunderstorms, it is best to stay away from trees.

But looking around here, they are all trees, and there is no way to avoid them.

Suddenly Mo Ruzhi's foot slipped, as if he was about to fall, and he waved the long sword in his hand indiscriminately.

"when!"

The sound of hand-to-hand combat.

A sneer flashed across the corner of Mo Ruzhi's mouth, and the long sword changed instantly.

With a flick of the wrist, the long sword slashed across the side of the knife and hit the wrist straight!

A flower of blood splashed, and the long knife fell to the ground with a "clang".

In the next second, the huge head soared into the sky.

At the same time, a figure appeared in the rain, shook twice, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

Mo Ruzhi took a deep breath and walked to the corpse.

He wiped off the rainwater, squatted down, and examined the corpse.

This corpse was not very attractive, but the clothes he was wearing aroused Mo Ruzhi's interest.

Mo Ruzhi reached out and grabbed the corner of the clothes, rubbed them, and twisted them with his fingers.

The clothes on the body were made of leather, but I don't know what kind of strange beast it was.

After wearing it, it has an invisible effect!

Mo Ruzhi rubbed his chin, if he figured out what kind of beast it was, could it be replicated in reality?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, but before he looked carefully again, the headless corpse and head disappeared at the same time!

Mo Ruzhi: "..."

Fortunately, he has a good memory, and he can remember all the patterns of clothes.

Mo Ruzhi put this matter aside and prepared to meet the next challenge.

Mental power was exhausted, Mo Ruzhi frowned and opened his eyes.

He took the porcelain vase containing the God-returning pill, poured out one in his hand, raised his hand, and put the pill into his mouth.The elixir melts in the mouth, Mo Ruzhi closes his eyes.

After a while, he opened it and poured another one into his mouth.

With the continuous exhaustion and recovery, Mo Ruzhi's mental power has increased a lot compared to the beginning.

From the beginning, a part of the recovery pill would be wasted, but now it is just right, and one can only make up part of it, and now it can only restore half.

Mo Ruzhi calculated, if his original mental power was 1, his current mental power is 3.

He still has some recovery pills in stock, and he can get some from time to time when he signs in, but the supply is far from the demand, and it won't take long for him to consume all his money.

This is forcing him to make alchemy.

Forget it, the boat was naturally straight when it reached the bridge, and Mo Ruzhi quickly regained his composure, closed his eyes, and re-entered the killing field.

Just tried the rainforest, this time he will try the desert.

Mo Ruzhi is as excited as a child who gets a new toy.

The next day was August [-]st.

Zhang Yang made lunch early and greeted Mo Ruzhi Zhang Yang to eat.

"coming."

Mo Jingyi added a piece of sweet and sour jade snow tenderloin to Mo Ruzhi and Zhang Chenxing, and said, "Hurry up and eat, go early, and don't be late."

Zhang Yang wiped his hands with his apron, and sat next to Mo Jingyi, "Don't worry, I will drive them off in the afternoon."

Mo Ruzhi swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "Father, you can just send the morning star. I will take Uncle Song's car."

"Let me send it off. We will leave in a while, and we can catch up."

"Row."

Seeing that Zhang Yang was determined to send the two of them off, Mo Ruzhi didn't say anything more.

Mo Ruzhi's house is relatively close to No. [-] Middle School, so Zhang Yang sent Mo Ruzhi to the school first.

Zhang Yang parked the car beside the road and sent Mo Ruzhi to the school gate.

He watched Mo Ruzhi go in, and was about to turn around to leave when suddenly someone beside him asked, "Are you... Zhang Yang?"

Zhang Yang followed the voice, and after a while, his face showed joy, "Old horse? Ma Maocai?"

Ma Maocai nodded, walked a few steps, and slapped Zhang Yang's arm, "We haven't seen each other for many years, and we met here."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "No, it's fate. Are you here to send your child to volunteer?"

Ma Maocai nodded, "You too."

"Yes, that's my son just now."

Ma Maocai looked into the school gate and could still see that tall and straight figure, he couldn't help saying with a little jealousy: "You said you are so handsome, and you are so handsome after giving birth to a son, is there any reason for that?"

Zhang Yang grinned and said, "It's all thanks to the child's mother."

As he spoke, he glanced at his watch, and hurriedly said: "Lao Ma, let's quickly add friends and talk when we have time."

Ma Maocai took out his mobile phone and asked casually, "What's more important than our brothers meeting again?"

Zhang Yang put away his phone, "I have to send my son to their school to apply for the exam."

"What?" Ma Maocai was startled, pointing to the school gate, "Didn't you send your son in just now?"

He quickly realized, "You two sons?"

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded and patted Ma Maocai on the shoulder, "I'm really leaving, let's talk later."

Ma Maocai watched Zhang Yang go away, a trace of envy and hatred flashed in his eyes.

This guy hasn't seen him for almost 20 years and is still so handsome. He has two sons, both of whom have been admitted to the Warrior University.

Isn't this a proper winner in life!

How can you justify this!

Mo Ruzhi didn't know that his father Zhang Yang ran into an old classmate at the gate of their school.

He came to the computer room according to the message sent by the old class.

Mo Ruzhi originally arrived quite early by himself, but he didn't expect that when he opened the door and walked in, most of the seats were filled.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the principal standing on the podium said, "Find a place... Come, sit here."

Seeing Mo Ruzhi before he finished speaking, the principal quickly changed his words.

Mo Ruzhi smiled and waved his hands, looked up and saw a man waving wildly at him.

He walked over.

Song Zhiyuan pulled out the stool next to him, "Why are you so slow, I will call you if you don't come."

Mo Ruzhi sat down leisurely, "Is it too late?"

Looking at the time, it was only twelve o'clock, and there was still an hour before filling out the application form.

"You guys came too early."

"We're playing ahead of time. Hold on tight, what should we do if we encounter an accident?" Song Zhiyuan said with his fingers, "One, what to do in case of a traffic jam. Second, what to do in case the car breaks down on the road Three, what if a space crack opens up on the main road suddenly! Also, woo woo..."

Mo Ruzhi covered his mouth, and smiled to show Senhan's teeth, "Song Shaoxia! Please close your crow mouth!"

Song Zhiyuan nodded violently, and Mo Ruzhi let him go.

"Hey, almost smothered me."

At this time, someone opened the door and came in, and the footsteps stopped beside Mo Ruzhi.

Mo Ruzhi smelled a pleasant smell, turned his head, first saw the white skirt, and looked up quickly.

The little girl licked the hair next to her ears, and spoke softly, "Is there anyone here?"

Mo Ruzhi said: "No, you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ruzhi turned his head.

Zhuang Chuchu was both happy and disappointed.

I am happy to be able to sit beside Mo Ruzhi, but I am disappointed that his attitude towards her remains the same as before.

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, poked Mo Ruzhi with his elbow, and when he was about to speak, Mo Ruzhi said, "I'll help you loosen your muscles and bones when you get back later?"

Song Zhiyuan's expression changed, he made a zip gesture, and covered his mouth.

The computer room was quickly filled with people, and there were actually only twenty of them.

But that's far more than last year, when there were only twelve.

Song Zhiyuan stood up, looked around, sat down, and said to Mo Ruzhi in a low voice: "You Yajun hasn't arrived yet. This kid won't be my target."

Mo Ruzhi glanced at him, and was about to speak when he heard noises coming from outside.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a panting man ran in, closed the door with a bang, and leaned against the door to pant.

The person who came was You Yajun whom Song Zhiyuan was talking about.

You Yajun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat next to the computer behind Mo Ruzhi.

Mo Ruzhi looked away from You Yajun and landed on the glass window.

On the glass window, there were several big faces sticking to it, staring straight at You Yajun.

Each of these people's eyes were filled with anticipation and tension.

Not only Mo Ruzhi, but others also looked at these strange people curiously.

The headmaster standing on the podium frowned, pushed the door and went out.

After a while, those people lying on the window turned their heads three times at a step, and reluctantly left.

The principal returned to the classroom.

Mo Ruzhi put his eyes on You Yajun, interest flashed in his eyes.