The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 660 Master on the top (15)

Wushuang took the ax and went to the woods behind the yard.

Mo Yan chased after him: "Miss Wushuang, what are you doing here as a girl? It's not safe here, maybe there are wild animals."

Wushuang ignored him, looked at the surrounding trees, found a good tree, and began to cut it.

Mo Yan's eyes widened: "You came here just to chop trees for fun?"

"Yes, are you coming?"

"I'll forget it..." Mo Yan quickly waved his hands: "I still like to be a quiet and beautiful boy, as long as I stay by your side, it's fine, you work hard."

Mo Yan found a dead tree and sat down, watching Wu Shuang cut down a tree in horror.

He felt a little drowsy while sitting, leaning against a tree with his back, and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up, Jian Wu was holding an unusually brightly cut wooden sword in both hands, and got up with his eyes wide open: "You...you..."

I drew it with the Wushuang brush, and it feels okay, but I'm not used to it.

Mo Yan stared at the sawdust under Wushuang's feet, she was so admiring that she, a girl, cut down a tree just to make a wooden sword?
However, at the next moment, the wooden sword was suddenly pressed against his neck, and Mo Yan quickly raised his hands to confess: "Miss Wushuang, if you have something to say, take the sword down, you see that you cut it so sharp, if you accidentally cut it It's not good if you hurt me, I'm a handsome man, if you hurt me, you will feel bad."

Wushuang looked up at her, the sharpness in his eyes was undisguised: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Ah? I don't want to do anything, I just want to be with you." Mo Yan's forehead was sweating.

"You cling to me like this, aren't you afraid that Lingya will kill you?"

Mo Yan was slightly stunned: "You know?"

"Of course." Wushuang took the sword from Mo Yan's neck. The wooden sword she made cuts iron like mud, but it is still no problem to kill people.

For some reason, Mo Yan was a bit tactful: "Miss Wushuang, I can't do anything about this matter. I have to bow my head under the eaves. Besides, I asked someone to beat you at the time, and the attack was very light. Look at you now He was alive and kicking, just like a normal person."

Wushuang: ...you beat people up and crippled them, and you said it was a light blow?
"Okay, let's go, I'm going to practice swords."

"Practice sword?" Mo Yan could stuff a goose egg into his surprised mouth: "I heard that right, you said you want to practice sword? You are useless now, without cultivation."

The wooden sword in Wushou's hands was played with ease by himself, and he said casually: "Sign up for the conference, help me."

"What?" Mo Yan felt that there must be something wrong with his ears, and anxiously said on behalf of Wushuang: "Don't think about it, you were driven out from the inner door, and you still want to enter the inner door? It's impossible, you committed a crime. You made such a big mistake, I think you should obediently stay in the outer door, at least I am here to protect you, now that all the inner disciples have forgotten you, you can live happily in the outer door, I They won’t let you work, you can do whatever you want.”

The sword in Wushou pointed at Mo Yan's neck: "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Mo Yan raised his hands: "I'm doing it for your own good."

"I believe you?"

"You have to believe." Mo Yan stretched out his hand, carefully pinching the position of the sword with his fingertips, trying to take it away: "We are good friends, we can't point the sword at each other like this, otherwise, it will hurt our feelings, Hehe...Miss Wushuang, do you think I'm right?"

Wushuang's face darkened, and he said silently with a grin: "I'm leaving now, come on, come on, I'll come back tonight to bring you food."

(End of this chapter)