I Just Won’t Play by the Book

"Bang!" "Bang!"

In a forest in the back mountain, bursts of collision sound continued, and at the same time a cloud of smoke was aroused.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you in a few days, but I have improved a bit."

As the smoke dissipated, a man in a soft satin robe looked at Mo Xia and said.

Mo Xia, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, didn't respond either, just set his posture seriously and watched the other people seriously.

At this time, another man in a round-necked robe appeared behind Mo Xia and said, "Mo Xia, let alone the brothers not giving you a chance, as long as you apologize well now, you can save yourself a beating."

Mo Xia stood holding a sword and replied: "I did not do anything wrong, why should I apologize?"

"I told you last time that when someone is watching, you should play chess with the senior brother a little more slowly. It seems that you didn't listen at all."

"I just take every game seriously."

"Well, brother, I will teach you today whether it is important to take every game seriously, or to respect the brother."

After speaking, the man in the soft satin robe flicked the long stick in his hand and jumped into the air. At the same time, another man in the round neck robe attacked from behind Mo Xia.

With his stomach and back attacked, Mo Xia could only defend the space behind him with all his strength, but his shoulder was sturdily hit.

After hearing a crisp sound, Mo Xia knew that his right shoulder blade was broken.

With a "clam", the sword in Moxia's hand fell to the ground. He didn't cry in pain, but he felt very wronged in his heart.

He just played chess seriously, just telling the opponent how to deal with it correctly, but why he always attracted such malicious beatings.

‘Maybe this is the reason why the brothers never contact them. ’

Knowing that he could no longer resist, Mo Xia held his head with both hands and protected the Tianling Gai.

When Mo Xia was about to endure the pain, he suddenly heard a thunder ringing, and then heard the two seniors simultaneously startled: "Wu... Deacon Wu!?"

In surprise, Mo Xia slowly raised her head, only to see a man in a long shirt with half-silver and half-black hair standing in front of him. Although Mo Xia usually doesn't care much about the events of the sect, he also knows that there is nothing in the limelight. Zongmen star.

"I have seen Deacon Wu." Mo Xia stood up and saluted with one hand.

"Injured?" Wu Qingce asked, looking at Mo Xia's right shoulder.

"It's just a little injury..."

Although it is difficult to understand how the people whom the brothers fancy were bullied by these miscellaneous fishes, no matter what, how could Wu Qingce, the self-proclaimed big disciple, see his brother being bullied.

So he looked at the other two and said, "Who made the move?"

The disciple in the soft satin robe swallowed, he never expected that the chess nerd Mo Xia would have such a strong backing.

"I... we just exchange skills, Mo Xia, right?"

Before Mo Xia could speak, Wu Qingce grinned, revealing his white teeth and said with a smile: "Isn't it? Wu Qingce's favorite thing in life is to learn skills with others, come on, who of you will go first?"

The disciple in the soft satin robe immediately waved his hand and said, "Deacon Wu said and laughed, how dare we discuss it with you."

"Why, should we also bully the soft and fear the hard when discussing?" Wu Qingce asked with a smile.

"No, no, Deacon Wu, you misunderstood, we really just..."

"Stop talking nonsense, take the sword!"

After Wu Qingce finished his figure, he attacked the disciple in the soft satin robe like thunder.

The disciple of the soft satin robe was no more than the Great Profound Master. There was no chance that Wu Qingce could be the opponent. He only felt a flower in front of him, and there was a burst of sharp pain everywhere in his body.

"Deacon Wu is forgiving, Deacon Wu is forgiving." The man in the soft satin robe who felt his upper body was almost paralyzed repeatedly begged for mercy.

"Don't be embarrassed there. If you really want to survive, I will use my skills. I only use 30% of my strength to fight you. As long as you can survive the ten moves, then forget it."

The man in the soft satin robe knew that this matter could not be good today, and simply bit the bullet and said: "Then Deacon Wu, please keep his promise."

"Very well, I'm not a rat, look at the sword!"

Seeing Deacon Wu pierced with another sword, the disciple in the soft satin robe had only one thought in his mind.

"This is 30%!?"

The moment the sword was in the shoulder, the man in the soft satin robe immediately lifted the stick and swept away towards Wu Qingce, but with a dazzling effort, Wu Qingce was left with only an afterimage.

"what!"

Feeling the man in the soft satin robe with the sword in his back screamed in pain, at the same time a stick swept behind him, but it swept away again.

Suspiciously, he received another sword in his calf.

As soon as the man in the soft satin robe was about to scream, he felt a firm palm on his chest.

"You are weak at the point of the stick, the sweeping stick is not fine, your feet are loose, your reaction is slow, none of your movements are decent."

After speaking, Wu Qingce added a little strength, and directly slapped the man in the soft satin robe to the ground.

"Just like you are not good at learning skills, you don't know how to practice hard, and you bully the juniors who are lower than your own cultivation level, I will blush for you!"

"Cough! Cough!"

He coughed out a big mouthful of blood, but the man in the soft satin robe didn't dare to return his mouth, and nodded and said: "What the deacon taught is what the deacon taught."

Putting Wanjun away, Wu Qingce looked at the disciple in the round-necked robe again and said, "It's your turn."

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, and beg Deacon Wu to forgive me..."

"Look at the sword!"

...

After a while, the man in the round-necked robe with several broken bones in his upper body fell to the ground repeatedly begging for mercy.

"Go back and practice, and then let me see that you are doing evil, it is not as simple as breaking a few bones and vomiting two mouthfuls of blood."

"Yes, yes, we don't dare anymore, we don't dare anymore."

After speaking, the two of them crawled out of the woods.

Seeing the two running away, Wu Qingce touched Mo Xia's shoulder and said, "Well, the injury is not serious, so bear with me a little bit."

After speaking, the right hand slammed hard, and only heard a crisp sound.

Mo Xia, who always felt that he was in a dream, reacted and watched Wu Qingce bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Deacon Wu, for your help."

"It's a trivial matter. If you encounter something like this next time, you will..."

Wu Qingce just wanted to tell me my name, but he felt that if his brother knew about this, he would definitely be scolded, so he took out a whistle from the ring of the universe and threw it to Mo Xia: "You just blow this whistle, protect me. You are fine."

Reaching out to catch the whistle, Mo Xia thanked him first, and then he couldn't resist curiosity and asked, "Deacon Wu...were we acquainted before?"

After listening to Wu Qingce, he seemed to understand why Mo Xia was bullied by this kind of miscellaneous fish. It seems that he should not be officially returned to the brother's sect. This time the brother asked himself to pick him up, and he was truly "worshiping the mountain."

Looking at this new cute little brother, Wu Qingce’s eldest brother Fan got up at once, patted Mo Xia’s shoulder and said, “It doesn’t matter if we know each other before. From now on, we will be good brothers. Let’s walk around and let the elder brother take you first A great place."

"This... I don't know where Deacon Wu is taking me?"

Seeing Mo Xia's embarrassed look of not knowing whether to step back, Wu Qingce smiled; "You will know when you come."

After Wu Qingce blew his whistle, the blood shadow beast crouching outside immediately rushed forward, carrying the two of them back to the swamp.

Mo Xia came to the thatched hut with a panic expression on his face, Wu Qingce arched his hands towards Jiang Beiran and said, "Brother, I have brought it."

Turning his head, Jiang Beiran glanced at the dumbfounded Mo Xia and waved: "Come and sit down."

Mo Xia really felt that his brain was blank at this moment, and the continuous fright made him a little confused whether he was in a dream or in reality.

First, the whole sect, no, it should be said that the most beautiful young generation leader in the whole Sheng country helped him out and recognized himself as a brother. When I thought this was incredible enough, this leader suddenly brought himself to the senior brother, and also He looked respectful and respectful to the brother.

'This……'

Although Mo Xia admires the brother very much, he actually knows very little about him. He only knows that his chess skills are very, very, very high, and he rarely stays in the sect. Oh, and he has no cultivation skills, so he became a member of the Sheng Kingdom. emperor.

‘Is Deacon Wu the senior guard’s guard? ’

"Moxia, brother calling you."

Just when Mo Xia fell into endless doubts, she suddenly heard Deacon Wu whispering to herself.

"Oh oh."

Mo Xia nodded immediately and walked towards the senior.

"hiss!"

Just now because he was too shocked, Mo Xia didn't pay attention to his surroundings, and now he approached only to find a corpse lying on the ground.

‘Brother...killed? ’

Mo Xia, who felt his heartbeat speed up a bit, swallowed his saliva, panting and arching his hands: "Meet brother."

Nodded, Jiang Beiran told Mo Xia the ins and outs of Tian Ge's incident, including the Lanruo Temple incident and the ghost encounter in the back.

Mo Xia was naturally even more dazed after listening. He didn't expect that there were ghosts in this world, and there were still people who could see ghosts.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Beiran felt that Mo Xia was almost finished digesting it before continuing: "I am calling you this time because I want to ask you for help."

"Me?" Mo Xia pointed to herself questioningly.

"Yes, it's you."

Seeing Mo Xia fell into consternation again, Jiang Beiran continued: "I now need someone who can learn how to control ghosts, and you are the person in my mind."

After listening to this, Wu Qingce couldn't help showing a look of admiration, secretly feeling that he didn't have the talent in this area.

"Yu...Ghost?" Mo Xia asked in a puzzled way.

"Well, but before I learn, I have a few things I want to tell you clearly." Jiang Beiran raised a finger: "One, you will be my disciple after you have learned how to control ghosts. Follow my orders first."

"Second, after learning how to control ghosts, you will see ghosts floating in the world. You may be a little scared before you are used to it."

"Three, you should be involved in a lot of trouble in the future, so I hope you think it through before making a decision."

After asking, Jiang Beiran thought that Moxia would need some time to think about it, but he didn't expect him to respond quickly: "Brother...If I learn this ghost control technique, can you spare more time to play against me? ?"

Jiang Beiran couldn't help but laughed at this answer: "Hahaha, well, I'll allow this condition."

"Meet Master!"

As soon as Mo Xia was about to kneel on the ground, Jiang Beiran grabbed her clothes, "You don't need to kneel. In addition, we will still be commensurate with brothers in the future, we don't need to be called Master."

"Yes!" Mo Xia replied.

"Okay, now I want to turn on the spirit power for you, it may be a little painful, bear with it."

Although I don't know what the elder brother said about turning on spirit power, Mo Xia nodded and said, "Yes, I'm ready."

Taking a breath, Jiang Beiran controlled his mental power and slowly wrapped Mo Xia.

After half an hour, Jiang Beiran looked at Mo Xia, whose expression had not changed, and he didn't know what to say.

Although he guessed that Mo Xia's mental power might be very strong, he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Jiang Beiran asked Mo Xia to try, first, because he was very smart, at least he showed far beyond ordinary wisdom on Go, and second, he was very resilient, even if he was defeated countless times by himself, countless times. The pain is heartbroken.

But he can always recover instantly and continue to challenge himself.

Facts have proved that Jiang Beiran did not guess wrong. Mo Xia's mental power is very strong, so strong that it can withstand the impact of mental power for half an hour without suffering.

This also made Jiang Beiran no more scruples, and once again increased his mental power.

An hour and a half later, following Mo Xia's low growl, Jiang Beiran put away his mental power.

‘Successful, no, I should say too successful’

Although I don't know if the longer it takes, the better, but Jiang Beiran helped Mo Xia's mental power to lift the limit, he felt his turbulent sea of ​​mental power, definitely stronger than Tian Ge.

At this moment, Mo Xia, who had just turned on his spirit power, only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and there was still a "buzzing" in his brain.

After a while, Mo Xia finally recovered a little bit. Just as he wanted to call his brother, he saw a little girl tilting her head and looking at him.

Qingqing saw that Mo Xia's eyes focused on his face, UU Read www.uukānshu.com immediately clapped his hands towards Jiang Beiran and said: "Good uncle, good uncle, he can see me now."

Just as Mo Xia was a little confused about the situation, another terrifying face broke into his sight.

"Wow!"

Mo Xia, who was terribly frightened by the scarlet eyes, quickly hid behind the senior brother, closing his eyes and trembling.

‘This is how humans should react when they see me. ’

Just as the female ghost was secretly proud, she suddenly felt a strong mental power attack, and she fell directly to the ground and rolled in pain.

"Oh! I was wrong! I was wrong! The king is forgiving, the king is forgiving! I will never dare anymore."

Jiang Beiran: "Get away."

"Hey! I'll get out of here, get out of here."

When the female ghost fled in a hurry, Jiang Beiran turned to look at Mo Xia and said, "It seems that you can already see them."

"Then...is that a ghost?" Mo Xia asked in shock.

"Well, from now on, you should be dealing with them every day."

"I……"

Seeing Mo Xia hesitating to speak, Jiang Beiran encouraged him: "There will be some discomfort at first, but soon you will find that they are actually quite friendly, right, Qingqing."

Qingqing immediately jumped to Mo Xia and shouted: "Yes! Qingqing is very willing to be your friend."

Looking at the cute little Qingqing, Mo Xia's mood only relaxed a little.

"Well, now that you can see them, it's time to start learning how to cultivate and control them. You have to listen carefully to what I say next."

"Yes, brother!"