Chapter 12: Approaching

"Oh." Mo Weisheng looked at his expression and gave a trace of unknown smile, but his eyes were indifferent and disdainfully said clearly what he meant by this smile.

Listening to this sound, he was immediately aroused by the previous humiliation. When he was defeated by him before, he laughed like this! The dark elf clenched his hand into a fist, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

Mo Weisheng knew that he was angry, but he still had a cold face and suddenly pointed to his neck lightly with his hand.

Before the Dark Elf understood his behavior, he felt a thin cold thing wrapped around his neck, and then suddenly circled his hands and put his back behind him!

"You!" When did he wrap this string? He didn't even notice it at all!

Mo slightly stretched out his finger and lifted it up, and saw the dark elf hanging uncontrollably in the air, and the string on his neck immediately fell into the skin of his neck. After a short cry of pain, he suffoked in, but his hands struggled silently.

Dark Elves are good at using bows and arrows. Without his hands, he is equivalent to having no weapons, but the key is that his crystal nucleus is not the opponent of the battle crystal nucleus. His talent for fighting is not comparable to him.

The neck is spicy and painful, and the breathing is gradually not smooth, but he will not beg for mercy! I can only put up with not letting myself make a sound.

After half a minute, someone finally couldn't help it.

"Lord Mo Weisheng, please bypass my brother Xiu." A man came out of the forest with sharp ears, which looked a little similar to Hugh. He took three or two steps and begged a little.

"He has disturbed me three times." Mo Weisheng was not surprised to see his sudden appearance, as if he had known that he was there for a long time. Hearing his request, he just said lightly.

"I promise! Hugh won't bother you again!" He immediately said seriously.

Mo Weisheng took a look at him, and then looked at him again. In his eyes, he still loosened the bondage of his eyes. He walked confidently and indifferently to the room, revealing the whole back in their eyes: "Remember what you said."

Hugh's brother looked at him showing such a large attack area and moved his feet forward with some abnormal movements, but soon held his fist and endured it. He could never deal with this person.

"Brother." Hugh covered his neck and looked at him.

He frowned slightly: "He doesn't seem to be seriously injured. Our information is wrong. We have to go back and tell our father as soon as possible."

Mo Weisheng entered the room, walked barefoot in the empty living room, and then went to the master bedroom on the second floor. After looking down at the two brothers in the backyard, he left the room and came to the study. The study was still empty, and there was only a laptop on the desk.

He usually carrys a backpack in class like other students, but no matter how he looks at it, he feels very awkward. He seems to be pretending to be tender. He doesn't care about himself. He takes out a book from his backpack and spreads it on the table. Although he has lived for thousands of years, in the human world, he abides by what he should abide by and does not attract human attention. Yes.

Spread out his homework and write slowly with a pen. After nearly ten minutes, he slowly put down the pen and looked at his face, but it was pale, and cold sweat left from his forehead. He covered his chest but looked out of the window, and the breath that had been disgusting to him finally dissipated.

"Cough, cough..." Mo Weisheng coughed violently. His originally pale face was a little gray. In order to suppress the element**, he used energy again. As a result, the blood in his throat was finally spit out.

Yan Yixi hurriedly took out tissues to wipe his blood. She didn't need to explain it to her. She also knew that she had done bad things with good intentions, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Cough, less energy, otherwise, cough, it will lead to... Pay attention. Mo Weisheng said as he coughed.

I believe that it is necessary to know. Yan Yixi nodded silently, and then carefully condensed the energy. Strangely, this condensation is much more controllable than just now. Soon, a small ball floated in her hand.

According to his instructions, he pressed his hand on his chest, and the ball slowly dissolved into his body, and the energy in his body poured in spontaneously. Yan Yixi paused and immediately controlled his energy. In case the energy was too large and he did not adapt to it, she would not take the risk.

Two minutes later, Mo Weisheng looked more angry. His lips also had a light pink color, and compared with his improvement, Yan Yixi only felt that his strength was about to be pulled away, and his arms trembled a little.

"Okay." He had just mastered the healing ability, and the energy had not accumulated more. Of course, he knew that she could no longer support it at this time, so he reached out and held her hand and left his wound.

The slight coolness of his palm made her curl up her fingertips, but he quickly let go.

She silently looked at her hands for a while and didn't know what she was thinking.

After sitting for a while, Yan Yixi went to the kitchen to pour water for him to drink. Only then did he see that there was only a blanket in the living room. There was only a cabinet and a cooking table in the kitchen. A water machine was put aside at will. There were two cups on the table alone, and one of them was still unopened.

When he came back with water, Yan Yixi remembered that he inadvertently saw all kinds of deduction text messages in his mobile phone, so he boldly guessed, "Don't you use all kinds of electrical appliances?"

Mo Weisheng got up and sat on the blanket casually, nodded without any shame.

No wonder, she remembered that when she came to eat for free before, and when cooking, she could obviously make the stove by herself, and even asked her to [heat the oil], and she couldn't take her eyes off the TV and wanted to study something. It turned out that he was curious about these but endured it and inadvertently let you demonstrate.

"Puff..." She smiled unkindly.

Mo Weisheng glanced at her and said, "There is no such thing in the demon world."

She nodded repeatedly, then handed over the water, and sat on the blanket with him. While drinking water, she took his mobile phone and quickly entered her mobile phone number: "No, press this green button to call me. If the mobile phone doesn't have money, you can't call. This is a phone bill inquiry. Remember when Check it out. After Yan Yixi explained the function of the mobile phone in detail, Mo Weisheng nodded and said that he fully understood.

"The human world is very interesting." He said.

"I want to go to the demon world to see what it looks like." She tilted her head.

"There will be such a day." What he said was a little meaningful.

The light of the sunset slid in, brushing their feet shallowly, forming a halo. The atmosphere is inexplicably warm and harmonious.

......

It was another weekend, but the teacher suddenly sent a message saying that there was no need to take a hand-painting class today. After Yan Yixi woke up early, he ran away with the half-dreamy Geral Chen.

"Don't stare at me. I'll treat you to delicious food later." She said in sweat, crying and laughing. Gerald stared at her fiercely because of lack of sleep, and muttered a few words before he was smooth.

[Rich Area] is a scenic community with green trees and a breeze.

When I was walking back, I saw a man sitting on the rest chair outside the community. Usually, she wouldn't pay attention to it, but the man was Yuan's teacher in her hand-painting class.

He bent down and sat down, with his elbows on his thighs, crossed his hands, stretched out two index fingers against his lips, and held his mobile phone on the lounge chair, and the mobile phone was on the screen. Obviously, someone called, but because of the vibration, the buzzing chair also vibrated.

Usually doing this kind of behavior shows that he can't say something, which is a contradiction and behavior control. As an acting enthusiast, Yan Yixi looked at it with great interest. Maybe she will come into contact with this role in the future.

After seeing the mobile phone vibrate, Mr. Yuan did not move. After a while, he sat up and looked at the mobile phone screen. His hand unconsciously touched his side face and ears. After a sound, he took the mobile phone into his ear.

"Hey." He paused for a moment before he spoke. I don't know what he said over there. His eyes looked in one direction, and his body unconsciously tightened, as if he had bowed up slightly.

"No, I really didn't have time that day. I..."

At this point, he closed his mouth, listened to the voice on the phone, put his hand on his forehead, and shook his head slowly and unconsciously.

"What's so good to see?" Gerald doesn't understand why she can watch it with relish.

"He just touched his side face and ears. In fact, he was subconsciously controlling his emotions. He was so nervous that he needed to force control. Later, his eyes kept looking in the same direction, and his body tightened, indicating that he was lying. When his brain was running at high speed, he didn't pay attention to his expression at all. The last move was much more interesting. He was guilty and guilty. Yan Yixi pointed to the teacher and explained.

"Then?"

"So, the other party should not be his girlfriend. According to Mr. Yuan's behavior and expression, the other party is someone he has known for a long time. He doesn't want to help with some things, but he is afraid that the other party will continue to look for him. Later, the other party said something and made him feel guilty. I'm curious about who can make the teacher have such a reaction." Yan Yixi continued to analyze with great interest.

So, it's none of his business. Geral doesn't understand at all. There is nothing to study about human expressions. The other party and she are not relatives. Let's treat him to delicious food as soon as possible.