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Chapter 142 [146] Taoist is the strongest

Mo Yan stepped on the accelerator to start the car again, Tang Mogu reluctantly let go of his waist in order not to affect Mo Yan's driving.

"Xiao Fengzhi is here today?" Mo Yan seemed to inadvertently ask.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, I didn't expect him to be my ex in the game." At the critical moment, Tang Mogu suddenly came to his senses and stopped. She glanced at Mo Yan, but fortunately, there was no sign of anger.

"What?" Mo Yan chuckled.

Tang Mogu spat out almost reflexively: "Friend."

Mo Yan frowned: "Stop interacting with him, I don't have any good intentions."

Well, the great god also learned badly, and even said bad things about people.Tang Mogu nodded hurriedly, even if he didn't say anything, she would automatically alienate Xiao Fengzhi.

Mo Yan was concentrating on driving, while Tang Mogu was sitting in the car like a mouse, looking east and west.Too quiet, she automatically searched for topics and asked, "Aren't you also playing Dreams of Three Kingdoms?"

"Yes." Mo Yan drove the car around a corner: "At first, everyone in the dormitory was playing, and then they called me in. After playing for a few days, I felt pretty good, so I kept playing."

"I remember you don't live in your own house?" Tang Mogu was a little confused.

"Well, I lived in the dormitory for a year when I was a freshman, and then I moved out because there were too many problems." His tone was quite helpless.

Don't need to think about Tang Mogu to know what the problem is. A person like Dashen who seems to have a bit of a cleanliness must not be able to bear the dirty air in the boys' dormitory.

She snickered: "It's hard to bear there."

"A little bit." He would never go in if it wasn't necessary: ​​"However, I would occasionally stay overnight during the National War or Yuzhou War."

"Hey, does that mean that everyone in your dormitory is playing Meng Yuan Three Kingdoms?" Tang Mogu seemed to have suddenly discovered this problem.

"Probably." Mo Yan smiled: "There is also one who plays other games, and the rest basically play Mengyuan Three Kingdoms."

"What profession do you play?" Tang Mogu was in high spirits.

"Archer."

"That profession is the most handsome." Unlike her little Taoist priest, who carries a small broken flag all day long, it doesn't matter if he is not handsome, no matter if it is a solo or a group fight, he is always the first to be tortured to death.

Seemingly seeing her depression, Mo Yan explained, "Actually Taoist priests are better than any profession."

Taoist is the strongest!
Tang Mogu's eyes immediately became sparkling.

"The Taoist's Replenishment Technique, Purdue, and Strong Armament Technique can refresh the status of oneself. When PK, put the black lotus first to reduce the opponent's defense. The Replenishment Technique can instantly restore a quarter of the blood volume, and the CD time is shorter. , so pay attention to the use of replenishment and Purdue in the middle. Although Taoist priests only have three attack skills, the plague skill among them can cause a five-second deceleration and group continuous damage. The CD time of the plague skill is longer, and the remaining two This attack skill only has a CD time of [-] seconds, so to kill people, you must first cast the plague to prevent him from attacking, and then keep adding blood brush skills. If the character is brushed by the opponent and only one blood skin is left, Kaitudun runs to another It’s not just talking about adding skills to a place and returning to full blood, and then going back to kill the opponent.”

Someone is dumbfounded.

Why does she feel that Mo Yan, who plays archer, knows the profession of Taoist priest better than she, who plays Taoist priest? Is this the difference between a great god and an ordinary person?
"What's wrong?" Mo Yan looked at her surprised look with interest.

She took a deep breath and blinked her eyes with difficulty: "I'm thinking of something that can stump you."

"A lot, too many to count." Mo Yan lowered his eyes and smiled, at least the person in front of him was one.

(End of this chapter)