Take away the purple girl I love, and don't die quickly! ”

"What you like, it's yours? It's a joke. ”

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, "From beginning to end, Momo only knows and loves me, how can you have anything." ”

"Hmph, the Purple Maiden can only be mine! Mo Yan, you just have a broken sword, but I have the best magic weapon given by my father, the gluttonous jade crossbow! What are you fighting with me! ”

Prince Mo Qianhan sneered, carrying a huge crossbow that was two people tall behind him.

The entire jade crossbow is cast with the most precious jade variety gluttonous tire, and on the crossbow body, the lines of the fierce beast's gluttony are drawn, and the coercion of the avenue radiates out.

Mo Yan and Shang Yin, the head of the branch, have been in Zhongzhou for a long time, and they also have a certain understanding of many well-known magic weapons in Zhongzhou.

For example, the best magic weapon treasure crossbow cast by the jade king's gluttonous tire in front of him.

What is a gluttonous tire?

It is in the best jadeite rough stone, born of the spirit of heaven and earth, gluttonous breeding in it, one day, can break out of the stone, become a real gluttonous beast.

Life born out of jade!

Mo Yan's eyes were shining, and his face was fanatical.

"You gluttonous jade crossbow, I want it."

The crown prince Mo Qianhan was furious, and said sharply: "Bold Mo Yan, even my father's best magic weapon dares to covet it!" ”

"It's not covetous."

Mo Yan's face still had a light smile, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he said, "How can this be covetous?" His Royal Highness the Prince, what you said is a bit excessive, you must know the rules on the school training ground, no matter life or death, as long as you are the winner, you can unconditionally plunder everything that belongs to the loser. I won you, and the good things in you, of course, are mine. ”

Prince Mo Qianhan's face turned blue and white for a while.

He was born in the royal family of Middle-earth, and the time he spent in Middle-earth was much longer than that of Mo Yan, and he was naturally much clearer than Mo Yan about the various rules of the competition in Middle-earth.

There is indeed such an unbelievable rule in the school training ground competition.

But because of this, this competition of danger and opportunity is more attractive, like gambling.

If you win, you have everything.

If you lose, you will never recover.

The crown prince Mo Qianhan knew that as long as he could win Mo Yan, he would not only avenge Yun Ge's cousin, but also make Mo Yan lose the opportunity to enter the court, at most, in Kyoto, Zhongzhou, as an official below the third rank.

Even the prince can't win, how can he match the court?

"Hmph, I'm afraid you have that heart, but you don't have the stomach to swallow"

Prince Mo Qianhan's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, take your life!" ”

He controlled the gluttonous jade crossbow, a blazing fire crossbow arrow, which was facing Mo Yan's face door, and flew forward.

"But Erl."

Mo Yan didn't panic at all, and stood still in place.

The speed of the Flame Crossbow Arrow was very fast, almost instantly, and it approached Mo Yan.

At the top of the crossbow arrow, the moment it was about to penetrate Mo Yan's head, Mo Yan was shocked, and instantly burst out with a strong cultivation!

A fierce coercion firmly controlled the crossbow arrow in front of him, the fiery crossbow arrow, suddenly like a windmill that had lost power, the flame was extinguished in an instant, and the crossbow arrow hung in front of Mo Yan, stagnant.

"This ???"

Mo Qianhan's eyes were flustered and shocked.