The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"Don't worry!" Jie Ling patted his chest, packed the ticket, and said: "In the whole world, no one except Mo Yuan can practice this secret technique!"

Luo Xiaoman was dubious, but she had seen that practice secret book, but there was no word in the heavenly book. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't see why.

It's just that, Xiao Ling said, this secret technique is not known to anyone except Mo Yuan, but it is magical.

"Ahem!" Luo Xiaoman cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Yuan, take the exercise!"

"Yes!" Mo Yuan knelt down and raised his hands respectfully.

Jie Ling: Uh... do you need to be so serious?

Luo Xiaoman: Life needs a sense of ritual, you know what a fart!

Luo Xiaoman took out a jade charm and handed it over.

Mo Yuan took the jade talisman, his eyes burning, this is the technique the master gave him, and it is also the first gift...

"Yuan, take a look, what's in it?" Luo Xiaoman said impatiently.

Mo Yuan frowned, glanced at Luo Xiaoman suspiciously, as if saying, Master, this is something you gave me, don't you know it yourself?

"Ahem! This is the best technique in the world. It's mysterious and unpredictable. Only people with aptitude can see what's inside." Luo Xiaoman blushed and forced an explanation.

"So that's it!" Mo Yuan also had a little expectation for this technique, and then his spiritual thoughts penetrated into the jade charm.

"How?" Luo Xiaoman blinked and asked expectantly.

Mo Yuan frowned, his eyes flashing with doubts, "I, I didn't see anything."

Luo Xiaoman's expression sank instantly, and his heart was dark, "Xiaoling!!"

"No, it's impossible!" Jie Ling looked dazed, "This is a tailor-made technique for Mo Yuan, he can't fail to see it!"

"Hehe, custom-made? You are afraid that I am not enough to slap my face, right?"

Jie Ling shivered, and he could feel Luo Xiaoman's anger, surging like a wave.

He twisted his **** and quickly hid, "It's really nothing to do with me!"

"Huh?" Suddenly, Mo Yuan frowned and said suspiciously: "I, it seems that I saw something?"

When Luo Xiaoman heard the words, his eyes lit up and confirmed: "Really?"

"Well, it is indeed a technique, and it is very mysterious." Mo Yuan said solemnly.

Although he didn't know much about the exercises, he could feel the extraordinary.

"Thank you for the gift, Master!"

Luo Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief and was almost beaten in the face.

"Little Master, let me just say it." Jie Ling came out again and said with a grieved expression: "This technique is for Mo Yuan, why can't he see the contents?"

"Huh?" Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "You said this technique was for Mo Yuan? Do you know Mo Yuan's past?"

Jie Ling's expression froze, and he smiled and said, "How is it possible? I just feel that his aptitude is suitable for this exercise, and I don't know anything else."

Luo Xiaoman frowned tightly and was puzzled. He always felt that there was something strange here, but it was impossible to reveal a word from the appearance of Jie Ling.

She couldn't help but glanced at Mo Yuan, her pupils suddenly shrank, only to see that others had entered a state of meditation.

Is this too urgent?

"Not good!" Suddenly, Jie Ling exclaimed and said anxiously: "Little Master, hurry up and send him to a place where no one is, otherwise the entire Luo family will be bombed."

Luo Xiaoman was startled. Although she was a little dazed, she did feel a breath of strength gradually rising from Mo Yuan's body.

"Dabai!!!"