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Chapter 219 Academy, Awakening Battle

"This... I could clearly see the reflective fishing line just now, why didn't I notice..." Song Yan looked excited at the fishing line wrapped around his body.

Mu Luo put the needle in his fingertips and pulled it lightly, and Song Yan's school uniform was cut by the fishing line.

While fiddling with the needle, she explained: "The fishing line is originally very tough, but it has not reached its limit. If you use a stronger silk thread, the effect will be better. Keeping the needle vibrating can make the fishing line basically invisible. This is the usage of one needle, if two..."

While speaking, Mu Luo retracted the fishing line.

Although Song Yan was embarrassed, he still approached Mu Luo excitedly, and volunteered, "Muluo, let me tie the thread for you."

"No, it's already done." Mu Luo connected the two ends of a thread to the tails of two needles.

Reach out to control the silver needle and stretch the thread straight.

In the next second, the silver needle flew past at the fastest speed, and the thread in the middle seemed to turn into a sharp blade in an instant. The silver needle flew by, cutting the bed into two sections.

"See~ This is how your ability is used." Mu Luo took the needle and returned it to Song Yan: "Practice hard, if you can control many needles at the same time, you can also become the overlord of the night. "

"So that's how it is..." Song Yan held his needle very dearly, and said, "That's great, so my supernatural powers are also useful, do you know? People have always called me a tailor before, saying that these things like me, I can only make clothes or something..."

"... Mu Luo, can you teach me how to use supernatural powers often in the future? I... I can give you credits." Song Yan looked at Mu Luo very sincerely.

Before Mu Luo said anything, He Chaosheng took the lead in standing between the two of them: "It's enough for her to point you out once. Things like supernatural powers require understanding. You go back and practice hard, and don't bother her."

Song Yan didn't know that the monitor could talk so much in one breath.

Mu Luo smiled slightly, turned around and took two steps, sat on the table, crossed his legs, and said, "I agree with He Chaosheng's statement, supernatural powers do require comprehension, and I don't need any credits to teach you. If you If you want to thank me, just listen to me tell a story, how about it?"

"Tell a story? Mulo..."

Song Yan restrained himself, swallowed the words "Is your head okay?", and said politely, "We...have passed the age of listening to stories."

Unexpectedly, He Chaosheng was the first to sit down to cheer. He sat upside down on the chair, leaning on the back of his elbow, and said, "Say it, I will naturally listen."

At this time, if Song Yan left, it would appear that he was very "ungrateful". Song Yan had no choice but to sit down and listen to Mu Luo's storytelling.

Mu Luo coughed lightly, glanced at Song Yan meaningfully, and then said: "A long time ago... In the kingdom of angels, there was an angel who specialized in making dolls. She could use a needle threaded through , passing through every joint of the doll, using only one thread, making the action of the doll come alive..."

"She likes dolls very much, and she sings for them every day, but one day, the war came..." Mu Luo said with emotion, as if it was not a story, but a real thing.

He Zhaosheng listened very seriously, seeing Mu Luo stop, he asked, "What about after that?"

Cousin Muluo was serious, and the karmic fire that represented war seemed to be ignited in his eyes: "Which angel lost in the war... all her dolls, she participated in the battle, and used a needle to pass through the enemy's joints and kill them Turned into dolls, it's a pity...they were defeated in the end...Song Yan, this is the story about your abilities, how about it?"

Song Yan was a little dazed, he looked at Mu Luo, then at He Chaosheng, and asked, "The story... is not bad."

"Yes, what a story." Although Mu Luo smiled, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes: "The growth of human beings is more touching, isn't it? Confronting angels in such a short period of time... ..."

"Mu Mu." He Zhaosheng called out to Mu Luo.

Mu Luo came back to his senses, glanced at Song Yan perfunctorily, and said, "I'm telling this story to tell you that you'd better improve your ability to control needles, and... learn how to make dolls, okay?" Alright, get out of class is over, you go back first."

Song Yan nodded. When he walked to the door, he suddenly paused, then turned around and said, "Muluo...if you need any help, you can always find me. After all...I'm also a know-it-all."

Mu Luo didn't speak, and Song Yan just left.

After he left, Mu Luo and He Chaosheng were silent for a long time.

In the end, it was Mu Luo who jumped off the table first, squeezed into He Chaosheng's chair, sat back to back with him, and said, "Are you not interested in me at all, that's why you haven't asked me anything?"

He Chaosheng shook his head: "I'm just... afraid that you will be sad."

"No one has ever asked me if I would be sad." Mu Luo leaned closer: "Chao Sheng, when can we escape from here... Every time I see a supernatural power, I feel very familiar."

"So... you really are..." He Zhaosheng finished speaking halfway, but didn't continue.

Mu Luo leaned against him, closed his eyes, and said, "After going out, I'll take you to the sky to see, your wind... can fly very high."

The night was very lively. Liu Lian used those powerful bombs that could cause damage to supernatural powers to gain many supporters at night, but Liu Lian would not protect them. On the contrary, she would let her supporters Those who die will be crafted into power fragments.

However, none of these were done by Liu Lian herself, so her reputation was not affected by Taoism.

How should I put it, at least her younger brother thinks she is "very inspirational".

He Chaosheng led Mu Luo to stand on the high ground watching, and Mu Luo couldn't help expressing emotion: "With Liu Lian's technology, if we study for a while, we will definitely be able to blow up the school's wall, what a pity..."

"I can do it too." He Zhaosheng held Mu Luo's hand awkwardly: "Don't look at her, there seems to be someone fighting over there."

Mu Luo glanced not far away, and said, "The explosion...it should be caused by Liu Lian's subordinates. It's really dangerous to hold a weapon. If you're not careful, the safety zone may be blown up."

"The last time I was in the safe zone, it was still during the day..."

What He Chaosheng was talking about was naturally the time when Mu Luo was bombed. Every time he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but think about it, it was very weird.

He Chaosheng and Mu Luo came to the place where the explosion happened. The one who was hunted down by Liu Lian's men was none other than Song Yan.

"These people are here for Song Yan. I felt like they were looking for something just now." After Mu Luo said, he wanted to help, but He Chaosheng stopped him.

He Chaosheng said coldly and with double standards: "This is his own business, let's see his strength."

Mu Luo threw himself on He Chaosheng's back, stuck to his ear and said, "Squad leader, you have double standards. If I were in danger, you would definitely rush forward without saying a word."

He Zhaosheng frowned, his ears turned red, and after a long time of deliberation, he said: "You are different."

(End of this chapter)