Elf: Wife Beast Breeder

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In the Star Gym.

Two figures confronted each other on the battlefield, and behind each of them was a huge elf.

"Don't be like this, don't be like this, if you have something to say, don't do it if you can."

Among them, a chubby man was persuading the two of them.

"Master Mo, you should step down! From today onwards, the new master of Xingchen Gym is me, Mastiff Lige."

The person who spoke was a man in a black suit. Behind him, a red-faced dragon showed its teeth and claws.

"I haven't heard from the league."

Mo Qingyu reeked of alcohol and looked a bit decadent. He only said a word, but he ignored it.

"Mo Qingyu, don't be shameless, you are no longer the strongest gymnasium owner in the Donghuang area, you are just a drunk now, and you are no longer worthy of being the gymnasium owner."

"Hahahaha, I, Mo Qingyu, have devoted my whole life to the alliance, and now a dog like a dog wants to replace me?!"

After Mo Qingyu finished speaking, Kuailong behind him took a step forward, and an invisible sense of oppression enveloped the man in the suit.

Seeing that there was going to be a conflict, Mo Qingyu stopped Kuailong behind him with a smile, "Old man, it's not worth getting angry about this kind of thing."

Then his eyes narrowed, "Let me come!"

In front of Mastiff Lige, he picked up the gourd of wine at his waist and drank it all in one gulp. Then he changed his decadent look, and his eyes became fierce and deep, giving people a feeling of being stared at by the abyss.

"Hey, old Mo, don't do anything..."

Fatty Wang Fugui hurried forward and grabbed Mo Qingyu who was about to strike, he leaned into Mo Qingyu's ear and said: "You can't strike, once you hit him, the people behind him will have an excuse to deal with you.

Even if you don't care about it yourself, don't forget that Xiaoxuan still needs treatment. "

Hearing this, the ferocity in Mo Qingyu's eyes faded, he patted Wang Fugui's shoulder, and whispered: "I see."

"Master Mo, how about this, I respect you as a senior, so how about we have a gymnasium battle?

If I lose, I will never come to find trouble until the notification from the alliance arrives. On the contrary, if you lose, immediately give up your position as the museum owner. "

you respect ass...

Wang Fugui looked at the two doors that fell to the ground. Is this something a respectable person would do?

But he only dared to think about it in his heart, and dared not speak out due to his position.

Before Mo Qingyu could speak, Kuailong behind him was like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Mastiff Lige.

Immediately, Ji Miaoli backed up a few steps in fright, and sat down on the sand all of a sudden.

"Roar!!!"

This fast dragon has staggered scars on its obese body. On his forehead, there is a long scar that extends to the left eye, only a few centimeters away from the eye.

His sudden appearance frightened Mastiff enough.

"Roar!"

Seeing that his master was in danger, Mastiff's red-faced dragon came over waving its claws, and Kuailong quickly backed away to avoid the attack.

There was displeasure and anger between his brows.

If it was in the past, how dare this kind of waste be presumptuous in front of him.

But now, he dare not do it easily.

"Quick Dragon, come back."

Mo Qingyu frowned, he was already an old partner like Long.

"Damn it, just wait!"

With the support of Wang Fugui and Chimianlong, Mastiff stood up and stared at Kuailong resentfully.

"Mo Qingyu, do you dare to accept my challenge!"

Mastiff patted the dust off his body and started again, he was bound to take down the gym.

"The museum is closed today, and the challenge is not accepted."

Mo Qingyu can't lose this gym, not only for his son, but also for that agreement, but... he also can't lose Kuailong, his only partner.

"I'm dying of laughter, the owner of the dignified gymnasium, I have come to challenge you, you told me to close the gymnasium?"

Suddenly, his face turned cold: "The gates have been demolished for you. Today, I will also destroy the plaque of the Xingchen Gymnasium for you!"

As soon as the words fell, Mastiff was about to go out with the red-faced dragon.

No one noticed that when Miao Li said that he was going to smash the plaque, Mo Qingyu clenched his hands tightly and his eyes were bloodshot. To him, it was not just a plaque or a symbol, but a relationship between her and himself. Recalling that the words on it were written by her own hands.

"Roar!!"

Kuailong stepped forward, judging by his posture, he wanted to kill the turtle grandson.

However, Mo Qingyu held Kuailong tightly.

He is very clear that once he makes a move, the old wounds in Kuailong's body are likely to recur. At that time, he will repeat the retreat of other elves. Mo Qingyu has watched his other elves pass away. Let this old man die too.

Backyard entrance.

With Zhuyin's support, Mo Xuan came here, and he saw this helpless figure with clenched fists.

Gradually, this figure overlapped with the figure from the back in his mind.

Mo Xuan not only recalled that when he was still in elementary school, he left school early and bought a small cake with his pocket money to surprise his father.

But when he arrived at the construction site, he saw his father being reprimanded by a fat man, and his father was still nodding and bowing.

At that moment, Mo Xuan only felt a fire burning in his chest. He picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground beside him and rushed over. At that time, Mo Xuan just wanted to give this fat man a hard blow.

But before he could do anything, the glass in his hand was snatched away by his father who found something abnormal.

After the man left, Mo Xuan looked at his father whose palm was cut by the glass, and ate the cake with a smile. At that moment, Mo Xuan knew his incompetence and powerlessness.

From then on, he decided to study hard.

But there was an unexpected situation, a disaster happened, and he was still powerless as a high school student.

In this life, when Mo Xuan saw this scene again, the anger in his heart was ignited again.

At this moment, Mo Xuan saw strands of colored light flying out from his father and Kuailong, and gradually being absorbed by the virtual screen in front of his eyes. The progress bar that had been standing still also started to move at this moment.

When the progress bar reached one third, a small ball of light entered his mind.

In Mo Xuan's mind, the information of that ball of light appeared instantly.

At the same time, several words appeared on the virtual screen.

〖Fair trade, refuse prostitution. 〗

Seeing that Mastiff Li was about to destroy the plaque, Mo Xuan was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Stop! We accept your challenge."

This time, he has the ability to change the current situation, so he will do his best to keep the Star Gym!

Mastiff was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and rushed in.

Hearing this voice, Mo Qingyu turned his head abruptly.

When he saw Mo Xuan, his eyes were not only moist, but beside him, Wang Fugui's mouth grew wide. It's no wonder he wasn't surprised when he woke up in a vegetative state.

"Father, leave this to me, I'm sure."

Mo Qingyu pondered for a moment, and after seeing Mo Xuan's confident eyes, he nodded:

"Okay, I believe you."

Although he doesn't know where Mo Xuan's self-confidence comes from, he still knows the character of his son, so Mo Qingyu patted Kuailong: "Old man, please."

"Ow!"

Kuailong waved his small wings and soon stood on the battlefield.

"Since I have been given a chance to start a new life, then I will become a person who can control my own destiny. The first step is to keep the Star Gym!"

Mo Xuan thought to himself.

Afterwards, he stood in the position of the owner of the pavilion, and his Xinyuan Eye was activated instantly, and he also entered a state of decisive reason. At this moment, Mo Xuan was like a ruthless computer.

In his eyes, there is only victory and defeat!

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