Chapter 92： battlefield (1/2)

Mo Xiu said, "You still think of me as the devil?"

"Why?"

"let's start!"

The little girl sees Mo Xiu preparing for battle, she is not welcome, she directly activates her skill, which is an assassin skill.

The little girl disappeared after activating the skill, but it didn't disappear completely.

is to reduce the sense of existence through skills, so that people can't feel her existence.

After Moxiu activates the skill, he can see it after he concentrates on it.

Once the little girl's skills lost its effect, things became simpler, and Mo Xiu directly punched her out of bounds.

The referee announced the result, "Mo Xiu wins!"

After Mo Xiu won, he turned his head and left without even looking at the little girl.

The little girl excitedly shouted behind her back: "Sure enough, she is an overbearing president."

The game is over, and the remaining three of the strongest clubs all advance to the fourth round.

Mo Xiu returned home, and when he entered the door, he saw that it was not hot pot.

Yang Qingzhuo didn't know why, he started cooking.

Mo Xiu wanted to laugh when Yang Qingzhuo looked like he was busy after he was busy.

Mo Xiu asked: "Why do you think of cooking?"

Zheng Yi said in a low voice, "Of course I have enough hot pot. No matter how delicious the hot pot is, I can't stand it like this!"

Yang Qingzhuo, as if he hadn’t heard Zheng Yi’s words, blushed and said, “I read in the book that the hostess must know how to cook. I have been studying for several days. I’ve been cooking for the first time today. Try it.”

Zheng Yi immediately jumped up, and secretly gave Mo Xiubi a thumbs up.

Mo Xiu didn't even dare to answer when he heard this, so he could only pick up a piece of dish that he didn't know what it was and put it in his mouth.

Chew it carefully, the taste is really good, I didn’t expect it to be unprofitable, there are really two things.

Zheng Yi was full of praise after tasting it.

"Yang Qingzhuo, your craftsmanship is so good, you have transformed from a **** of food to a **** of food."

And Xiao Fushun on the side is eating with relish, and no one cares about it.

When Xiao Fushun turned his back to Mo Xiu, the pattern on his back flickered, and Mo Xiu fell into it unconsciously.

Slowly, the patterns in Mo Xiu's eyes began to rotate, twisting together, forming a whirlpool faster and faster, the whirlpool slowly slowed down, and finally stopped and the picture stretched.

Mo Xiu was not seeing the dining table or the pattern behind Xiao Fushun, but a battlefield.

There is not a single plant on the battlefield, the huge beast is as high as a dozen stories, and the skills released by humans are flying all over the sky.

There was a giant who was fighting with the giant beast. The blood and screams made Mo Xiu shudder.

When Mo Xiu was in a trance, he heard a sound in his ear and couldn't understand what it was. He tried to listen, and listened hard.

"Moxiu...Moxiu!"

The picture in front of him changed, and he returned to the dining table. Xiao Fushun had finished eating and lay down on the chair and fell asleep.

Zheng Yi asked suspiciously: "Mo Xiu, what's the matter with you? Why are you in a daze suddenly, so you won't listen to me."

Mo Xiu took Xiao Fushun to the table, and the little guy was unsatisfied when he was awakened and kicked Mo Xiu a few times.

"Look at the pattern on Xiao Fushun's back, do you see anything?"

Yang Qingzhuo looked at it for a while and said, "There is nothing, this pattern is quite strange."

Mo Xiu looked at Zheng Yi, expecting what Zheng Yi could see.

But Zheng Yi blinked his eyes and said, "I said Mo Xiu, you have nothing wrong, right? My eyes are going to be blind, and I can't see anything? What did you just see?"

"A battlefield, a very strange battlefield, I feel like I am in it."

Zheng Yi knows Mo Xiu, and he won't be joking at this time.

took a closer look and said, "I still haven't seen anything, but according to your statement, you seem to have fallen into illusion."

"Illusion?"

Zheng Yi nodded and said: "Yes, I heard my dad say that some people's skills are illusions, and let others see some weird things. Xiao Fushun is a beast. Will his talent skills be illusions? Did you accidentally use it on you just now?"

Mo Xiu looked at Xiao Fushun and said, "Is that right?"

Xiao Fushun was a little dazed at this time, looking at these people back and forth, it seemed that they couldn't understand what they were saying.