Chapter 110 (2/2)

”Gulu ~” when Su Xiaomi is curious, Mu fan's belly rings out.

He's just mastered the first of the seven redeeming passages, cutting wildly.

The short stick in his hand stabs out like lightning, and then spins abruptly in the palm. With Mu fan's upward movement, the air in front of him seems to be torn and the sound of whistling flashes out. This is only the basic performance of this move. In actual combat, this move can derive more than 60 kinds of changes.

Although the fighter told him that his action had passed the standard, he always felt that there was something wrong with the move. No matter from the name or from the display, he always felt that the weapon in his hand was not as good as that.

Seeing the doubt in Mu fan's eyes, the fighter in the shadow smiles without too much explanation.

”No, I'm so hungry! I'm going to eat! ” Mu fan, paralyzed on the ground, gasps and says that even though the training this morning is in Po battle net, the huge consumption of spirit has made Mu fan feel pressure. He has never consumed so much in this game before.

”In an hour, go on.” The fighter nodded and his figure was hidden in the dark.……

Su Xiaomi suddenly received a communication from 216 and sent 20 boxes of luxury lunch. When he heard Mu fan's firm voice, he almost pushed out the lunch he had just eaten.

How could master heifan be such a silly eater?

”By the way, do you have sticks in your shop? Any material will do. ” Suddenly Mu fan's voice rings again in the communicator.

The brain hole is too big to let Su Xiaomi have no reaction for a while. What do you want to do with a short stick?

Looking down at the corner, there are a few wooden sticks, as if they are used to build a shelf.

”Yes, you can take it by yourself, not by yourself.”

”Oh, well, right away.”

After Mu fan agrees, he goes out after finishing and goes downstairs to Su Xiaomi, showing a handsome smile.

Su Xiaomi see Mu fan this sunny smile is also infected, want to smile back.

”Where is the stick, please?” Mu fan a word let Su Xiaomi face immediately clear to Yin.

I'm not as good as a stick with me. I'm so angry.

Su Xiaomi shook her face and ignored Mu fan.

Mu fan inexplicably looks at the lovely girl in front of her. She doesn't say anything else. She just said it in the communication.

Mu fan looked along the place Su Xiaomi had just seen, and the sticks were scattered in the corner.

Hey, yeah. Mu fan went to pick it up, just can try.

Su Xiaomi looks at Mu fan like that, and the suspicion in his heart is aggravated. Now, how does that young man look like a martial arts master.

”Hello, here comes the lunch you ordered.”

Suddenly a man came in and opened his mouth, holding two trays in his hand. Mufan's luxurious lunch came.

In the hand short stick revolves with the mood joyfully, Mu fan hastens to come forward.

”My meal!” Two eyes become hearts.

”Well, it's a good meal, boy. I'll take one.” Suddenly a domineering voice wanted to ring, and then saw a muscle cardia big hand to the tray to grab.

That's mine! Mu fan is anxious, the hand revolves the short stick subconsciously, wants to block that person.

”Hum!” The man saw that there was a boy blocking himself. The scar and cocoon on the palm showed that this man was definitely an old fighter. He had to attack the original master Mufan without any effort.

Mu fan's eyebrows lock, palm power, a strange and unobserved force from the body, spread along the shoulder, arm, the speed of rotation of the short stick in his hand suddenly accelerated three times, like a knife wheel back hand furiously lifted out.

The frenzied cutting of redemption!

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