Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 53 Word Spirit·Jingtong's Higher Level Word Spirit?

Chapter 53 Word Spirit·Jingtong's Higher Level Word Spirit?
After Mo Qiuran told the officer about the potion that might be the cause of this incident, thoroughly investigating the owner of the illegal mixed-race arena, and finding and taking care of the woman in the photo, the officer stood at attention again Salute, and lead the team directly to the mountain, ready to deal with the follow-up matters.

Although the traces of the battle have been destroyed by Tang Zi, Deadpool's half body is still there, and it must not be left alone.

At the same time, the captain received an order from his superiors, saying that the problem had been resolved, and their next task was to cancel the defensive position and send Mo Qiuran and Tang Zi back to the military base.

So... really solved?

A man and a woman, the woman is the youngest major general I have ever seen so far, and the man is my student, she went in with bare hands, and there were a few muffled thundering sounds, and then the monster-like thing was dealt with?
The captain still finds it a bit unbelievable, so this time, as a special force, did he really only play a leading role in the whole process?
"Instructor, instructor, feast!" Mo Qiuran's shout brought the captain back to his senses.

"Big meal?" the captain asked.

"Yeah, a big meal! It was agreed before, and I have been yearning for the food of the army for a long time!" Mo Qiuran's expectant eyes did not hide the slightest, it seemed that he really wanted to eat.

Tang Zi on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he understood something.

Naturally, there is something to eat, and it is also delicious and rich. The food treatment of the troops has been improved year by year, and the strength of the country is manifested in every little thing.

For example, soldiers in the South Korean army were teased and provoked by North Korean soldiers throwing meat and bones... One can imagine how bad the army food is, maybe there is at most some broth with kimchi?

Such a country still boasts that it is number one in the universe, isn't that just a joke!
Mo Qiuran showed a terrifying appetite, and all the special forces were taken aback.

They have never seen such a wolfish way of eating, as if... they have been hungry for more than ten days!

So much so that later they fell into contemplation of their daily meals. Could it be that they are blessed and do not know their blessings?

"Goodbye, instructor!" Mo Qiuran boarded the helicopter and waved goodbye to the captain, "See you again!"

The captain showed a smile on his face, and waved goodbye to Mo Qiuran, but there was a trace of stiffness in the smile, because... goodbye?
Is it something like this again?

For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly surged in the captain's heart, and that premonition corresponded to the not-too-distant future.

……

After a lot of tossing, at night, the two finally returned to the starting point, which was Tang Zi's barber shop.

To be precise, this building belongs to Tang Zi, but the first floor is used to open a barber shop.

"How many abilities do you have?" Tang Zi finally asked when they were about to separate.

"To be precise, there is only one." Mo Qiuran thought for a while, "I can copy the ability of the people I meet. At present... I don't seem to have found the upper limit of this ability."

"But it will consume a lot of energy?" Tang Zi asked, "It was the same before, and this time too. After the battle, you replenished a lot of energy, but you are not as sleepy as last time, because the last battle was more intense?"

"Sister Tang knows everything!" Mo Qiuran gave a thumbs up.

"Your ability sounds a bit like Yanling·Jingtong. According to records, this kind of language can quickly deconstruct the structure of a machine or alchemy mechanism, and quickly obtain the assembly and use method of the device. Currently, it is possible to copy other people's knowledge or other people's knowledge. Yan Ling's speculation." Tang Zi said after thinking for a while.

"So my speech spirit is Jingtong?" Mo Qiuran followed Tang Zi's words.

"Of course not! Although Jingtong can be copied, it is also limited. It is absolutely impossible to copy the body-enhancing speech spirit!" Tang Zi shook his head, "Unless your speech spirit is Jingtong's high-ranking speech spirit..."

"What is Jingtong's superior speech spirit?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"I don't know, Jingtong doesn't have a corresponding number of the word spirit, because I haven't found its corresponding position in the word spirit periodic table, and even if I find it, it's useless. Its upper level word spirit has not been found yet. Besides, why? It is impossible to have blue eyes..." Tang Zi said.

"Is there a possibility that I'm not a mixed race?" Mo Qiuran decided to give a little hint.

"..." Tang Zi fell silent, looking at him as if looking at a psychopath.

"Pretend I didn't say it." Mo Qiuran understood, and it seemed that this was another matter that no one would believe to be honest.

"In short, you should be careful and remember what I said before." Tang Zi said.

"Understood! As long as there is a chance, I will hug my thigh!" Mo Qiuran immediately expressed his opinion.

"It's to make you be careful not to reveal your secrets!" Tang Zi kicked Mo Qiuran hard with the long legs that Mo Qiuran had been coveting for a long time but had never touched.

……

Mo Qiuran returned home humming, and paused when he opened the door.

It was already night, the lights were on in the house, and the door was not locked, it opened with a twist.

"It's not a good habit to enter without warning." Mo Qiuran said while changing shoes.

"The young master is traveling with the beauty, we hard-working migrant workers have to work overtime and wait until now~" A female voice that sounded a bit "grievous" came from the sofa.

"What you said, I almost forgot that we were fighting to death yesterday." Mo Qiuran poured himself a glass of boiled water, looked at the woman sitting on the sofa, the tight clothing outlined the perfect arc, and With a charming face, just a glance makes people think of Su Daji in ancient times, it is Jiu Toku Mai.

"So I'm here to deliver compensation?" Mai Tokuro picked up the computer bag on the side, took out a heavy laptop from it, and opened it, "There are all the materials in it, as well as the information network you want. .”

"That's right, it's refreshing." Mo Qiuran glanced a few times, and looked at Mai Jiude without worrying, "It's just that I didn't expect you to deliver it by yourself... Are you afraid that I will tear up the ticket when I get the goods?"

"Potato chip girl said you're not that kind of person, so I have no choice but to come." Mai Tokuku said helplessly.

"Interesting, I want to meet her more and more." Mo Qiuran smiled.

"She's fat! She eats potato chips every day! She has a double chin and a small belly!" Said Mai Shutoku viciously.

"It's a miracle that you can survive till now." Mo Qiuran sighed.

"Thank you for the compliment. Anyway, everything is already here, and my mission is over." Mai Tokuro stood up and stretched, and then smiled charmingly, "It's not bad if I want someone to stay. sure!"

"Happy cooperation," Mo Qiuran made a gesture of "please" without hesitation, and turned towards the door, "Let's go."

 Sleeping machine, super evolution!The codeword machine is online!Start saving manuscripts!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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