I Just Won’t Play by the Book Chapter 310: Like falling in a dream

"Boom!" "Boom!"

In a forest in the back mountain, waves of collisions continued to be heard, and at the same time a cloud of smoke was aroused.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, but I have improved a bit."

The smoke dissipated, and a man in a soft satin robe looked at Mo Xia and said.

Mo Xia, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, didn't respond either, just set his posture earnestly and watched the other people earnestly.

At this time, another man in a round-necked robe appeared behind Mo Xia and said: "Mo Xia, let alone the brothers not giving you a chance, as long as you apologize well now, you can save yourself a beating." /

Mo Xia stood with a sword and replied: "I did not do anything wrong, why should I apologize?"

"I told you last time that when someone is watching, you should play chess with your senior brother. It seems that you didn't listen at all."

"I just take every game seriously."

"Well, brother, I will teach you today whether it is important to take every game seriously or to respect the brother."

After speaking, the man in the soft satin robe flicked the long stick in his hand and jumped into the air. At the same time, another man in the round neck robe attacked from behind Moxia.

In the case of the enemy's stomach and back, Mo Xia could only defend the space behind him with all his strength, but his shoulder was sturdyly hit by a stick.

Only hearing a crisp sound, Mo Xia knew that his right shoulder blade was broken.

"Dang Cang", the sword in Mo Xia's hand fell to the ground. He didn't complain of pain, but he was very wronged in his heart.

He just played chess seriously, just telling the opponent how to deal with it correctly, and why he always attracted such malicious beatings.

‘Maybe this is the reason why the brothers never contact them. ’

Mo Xia, who knew he could no longer resist, hugged his head with both hands and protected the Tianling Gai.

Just as Mo Xia was about to endure the pain, he suddenly heard a thunder, and then heard the two seniors simultaneously startled: "Wu... Deacon Wu!?"

In surprise, Mo Xia slowly raised her head, only to see a man in a long coat with half-silver and half-black hair standing in front of her. Although Mo Xia didn’t usually care about major events in the sect, he knew the limelight. The star of no two sects.

"I have seen Deacon Wu." Mo Xia stood up and saluted with one hand.

"Injured?" Wu Qingce asked, looking at Mo Xia's right shoulder.

"It's just a little injury..."

Although it is difficult to understand how the people whom the brothers fancy can be bullied by these miscellaneous fish, no matter what, how can Wu Qingce, who is a self-styled big disciple, see his brother being bullied.

So he looked at the other two and said: "Who made the hand?"

The disciple in the soft satin robe swallowed his saliva. He never expected that the chess nerd Mo Xia had such a strong backing.

"I... we are just discussing skills, Mo Xia, right?"

Without waiting for Mo Xia to speak, Wu Qingce grinned, revealing his white teeth and smiled: "Isn't it to learn skills? My favorite thing in Wu Qingce's life is to learn skills with others, come on, who of you will go first? "

The disciple in the soft satin robe immediately waved his hand and said: "Deacon Wu said and laughed, how dare we discuss it with you."

"Why, should we also bully the soft and fear the hard when we discuss it?" Wu Qingce asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, Deacon Wu, you misunderstood, we really just..."

"Stop talking nonsense, take the sword!"

Wu Qingce said that after finishing his figure, he attacked the disciple in the soft satin robe like thunder.

The soft satin robe disciple's cultivation base is no more than the Great Profound Master. How could it be Wu Qingce's opponent? He only felt a flower in front of him, and a sharp pain came from all over his body.

"Deacon Wu is forgiving, Deacon Wu is forgiving." The man in the soft satin robe who felt almost paralyzed his upper body begged for mercy.

"Don't be embarrassed there. If you really want to survive, I will use my skills. I only use 30% of my strength to fight you. As long as you can survive ten moves, this thing is fine."

The man in the soft satin robe knew that this matter could not be good today, and simply bit the bullet and said: "Then Deacon Wu, please keep his promise."

"Very well, I am not a rat, look at the sword!"

Seeing Deacon Wu piercing with another sword, the disciple in the soft satin robe has only one thought in his mind.

"This is three percent!?"

The moment the sword was in the shoulder, the man in the soft satin robe immediately lifted the stick and swept away towards Wu Qingce, but with a dazzling effort, Wu Qingce was left with only the afterimage.

"Ah!"

The man in the soft satin robe with the sword in the back screamed in pain, and at the same time a stick swept behind him, but it swept away again.

While in doubt, another sword was taken in the calf.

As soon as the man in the soft satin robe was about to scream, he felt a firm palm on his chest.

"You are weak at tapping the stick, the sweeping stick is not precise, your feet are loose, your reaction is slow, none of your movements are decent."

After speaking, Wu Qingce added a little strength, and directly slapped the man in the soft satin robe to the ground.

"Just because you are not good at learning arts, you don't know how to practice hard, and you bully the juniors who are lower than your own cultivation level, I will blush for you!"

"Cough! Cough!"

He coughed out a big mouthful of blood, but the man in the soft satin robe didn't dare to answer it, and nodded and said: "What the deacon teaches is what the deacon teaches."

Take Wanjun away, Wu Qingce looked at the disciple in the round-collar robe again and said: "It's your turn."

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, and I beg Deacon Wu to forgive me..."

"Look at the sword!"

……

After a while, the man in the round neck robe with several broken bones in his upper body fell to the ground repeatedly begging for mercy.

"Go back and practice, and then let me see that you are doing evil, it is not as simple as breaking a few bones and vomiting two mouthfuls of blood."

"Yes, yes, we will never dare anymore, never dare anymore."

The two of them left the woods after they had finished talking.

Seeing the two running away, Wu Qingce touched Mo Xia's shoulder and said, "Well, the injury is not serious, so bear with me a little bit."

After speaking, the right hand slammed hard, and only heard a crisp sound.

I always felt that Mo Xia, who was in a dream, only reacted, and watched Wu Qingce bowed his hands and said: "Thank you, Deacon Wu, for your help."

"It's a trivial matter, if you encounter something like this next time, you will..."

Wu Qingce just wanted to tell me my name, but he felt that if his brother knew about this, he would definitely be scolded, so he took out a whistle from the ring of the universe and threw it to Moxia, saying, "You will blow this. Whistle, keep you safe."

Stretched out his hand to catch the whistle, Mo Xia thanked him first, and then he couldn't resist curiosity and asked: "Deacon Wu...were we acquainted before?"

After listening to Wu Qingce, he seemed to understand why Mo Xia was bullied by this kind of miscellaneous fish. It seems that he should not be officially returned to the brothers. This time, the brothers let himself come to pick him up. "Again.

Looking at this real cute new brother, Wu Qingce’s elder brother Fan got up immediately, patted Mo Xia’s shoulder and said, “It doesn’t matter whether we know each other before. From now on, we will be good brothers. Take you to a good place."

"This...I wonder where Deacon Wu is taking me?"

Looking at Mo Xia's embarrassed look of not knowing whether to retreat, Wu Qingce smiled; "You will know when you come."

Wu Qingce whistle after speaking, the blood shadow beast crouching outside immediately rushed forward, carrying the two back to the swamp.

Mo Xia came to the thatched hut with a panic expression on his face, Wu Qingce arched his hands towards Jiang Beiran and said, "Brother, I have brought it."

Turning his head, Jiang Beiran glanced at the dumbfounded Mo Xia and beckoned: "Come and sit down."

Mo Xia really felt a blank in his brain at this moment, and the continuous fright made him a little confused whether he was in a dream or in reality.

First of all the sect, no, it should be said that the most beautiful young generation leader in the whole Sheng country helped him out and recognized himself as a brother. When I thought this was incredible enough, this leader suddenly brought himself to the brother. , But also respectful and respectful to the brother.

‘This...’

Although Mo Xia admires his brother, he actually knows very little about him. He only knows that his chess skills are very, very, very high, and he rarely stays in the sect. Oh, and he has no cultivation skills, so he became The emperor of Shengguo.

‘Is Deacon Wu the senior guard’s guard? ’

"Moxia, brother calling you."

Just when Mo Xia fell into endless doubts, she suddenly heard Deacon Wu whispering to herself.

"Oh oh."

Mo Xia nodded immediately and walked towards the senior.

"Hiss!"

Because he was too shocked just now, Moxia didn't pay attention to his surroundings, and now he approached only to find a corpse lying on the ground.

‘Brother...killed? ’

Mo Xia, who felt his heartbeat speed up a bit, swallowed his saliva, panting and arching his hands: "Meet brother."

Nodded, Jiang Beiran told Mo Xia the ins and outs of the Tian Ge incident, including the Lanruo Temple incident and the ghost encounter in the back.

Moxia was naturally even more confused after listening to it. She didn't expect that there are ghosts in this world, and there are still people who can see ghosts.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Beiran felt that Mo Xia had almost digested it before continuing: "I am calling you this time because I want to ask you for help."

"Me?" Mo Xia pointed to himself in confusion.

"Yes, it's you."

Looking at Mo Xia's consternation again, Jiang Beiran continued: "I now need someone who can learn how to control ghosts, and you are the person in my mind."

Wu Qingce couldn't help showing a look of envy after listening, and he secretly felt that he didn't have the talent in this area.

"U...Ghost?" Mo Xia asked in a puzzled way.

"Well, but before I learn, I have a few things I want to tell you clearly." Jiang Beiran raised a finger: "One, you will be my disciple after learning how to control ghosts. From now on you have to obey my orders first."

"Second, after you learn how to control ghosts, you will see ghosts floating in the world. Before you are used to it, you may be a little scared."

"Three, you should be involved in a lot of trouble in the future, so I hope you think it through before making a decision."

After asking, Jiang Beiran thought that Mo Xia would need some time to think about it, but he never thought that he would respond quickly: "Brother...If I learn this ghost control technique, you can spend more time and Am I playing?"

Jiang Beiran couldn't help but laughed at this answer: "Hahaha, well, I allow this condition."

"Meet Master!"

Mo Xia was about to kneel on the ground, and Jiang Beiran grabbed her clothes, "No need to kneel. In addition, we will still be worthy of being a brother in the future, we don't need to be called a master."

"Yes!" Moxia responded.

"Okay, now I want to turn on my spirit power for you. It may hurt a little, so bear with me."

Although I don’t know what the elder brother said is the activation of soul power, Mo Xia nodded and said: "Yes, I am ready."

Exhaling, Jiang Beiran controlled his mental power and slowly wrapped Mo Xia.

Half an hour later, Jiang Beiran looked at Mo Xia, whose expression had not changed, and didn't know what to say.

Although he guessed that Moxia's mental power might be very strong, he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Jiang Beiran let Mo Xia come to try, one is because he is very intelligent, at least he has shown far beyond ordinary wisdom in Go, and second, he is very resilient, even if he is defeated countless times. Also heartbroken countless times.

But he can always recover instantly and continue to challenge himself.

Facts have proved that Jiang Beiran did not guess wrong. Mo Xia's mental power is very strong, strong enough to withstand the impact of mental power for half an hour without pain.

This also made Jiang Beiran no more scruples, and once again increased his mental power.

An hour and a half later, following Mo Xia's low growl, Jiang Beiran put away his mental power.

‘Successful, no, I should say too successful’

Although I don't know if the longer it takes, the better, but Jiang Beiran felt his turbulent ocean of mental power at the moment when he helped Mo Xia lift his mental power, which was definitely stronger than Tian Ge.

At this moment, Mo Xia, who had just turned on his spirit power, only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and there was still a "buzzing" in his brain.

After a while, Mo Xia finally came back a little bit of gaze. Just as he wanted to call his brother, he saw a little girl tilting her head and looking at herself.

Qingqing saw Mo Xia's eyes focus on her face~IndoMTL.com~ immediately clapped his hands towards Jiang Beiran and said: "Good uncle, good uncle, he can see me."

Just as Mo Xia was a little confused about the situation, another terrifying face broke into his sight.

"Wow!"

Mo Xia, who was terrified by the scarlet eyes, quickly hid behind the brother, closing his eyes and shaking.

‘This is how humans should react when they see me. ’

Just as the female ghost was secretly proud, she suddenly felt a strong mental power attack, and she fell directly to the ground and rolled in pain.

"Oh! I was wrong! I was wrong! The king is forgiving, the king is forgiving! I will never dare anymore."

Jiang Beiran: "Go away."

"Hey! I'll get out of here, now I'll get out of here."

When the female ghost fled in a hurry, Jiang Beiran turned to look at Mo Xia and said, "It seems that you can already see them."

"Then...is that a ghost?" Mo Xia asked in shock.

"Well, from now on, you should be dealing with them every day."

"I..."

Looking at the way Mo Xia wanted to speak and stopped, Jiang Beiran encouraged him: "There will be some discomfort at first, but soon you will find that they are actually quite friendly, right, Qingqing."

Qingqing immediately jumped to Moxia and shouted: "Yes! Qingqing is very willing to be your friend."

Looking at the cute little Qingqing, Mo Xia's mood became a little lighter.

"Well, now that you can see them, it's time to start learning how to cultivate and control them. You have to listen carefully to what I say next."

"Yes, brother!"