Chapter 1795: Mo's draw [third more]

"Hu Qian sneaked into the Mo's institution city and it was a success."

Feeling relieved and relieved, Dustless began to shift the topic. "Speaking of which, you have a lot of potential allies in the Mohist school, Confucianism, Taoism, and Xiang clan."

All in all, most of the anti-Qin forces have inextricably linked with the Mohist school.

"You can't live by yourself. It's not that there are too many like-minded people in our society, but that too many people have offended by Zheng Zheng." Duan Murong raised his mouth slightly, and was very happy to see the bad luck of Zheng Zheng.

"————"

He smiled without saying a word. Maybe Zhengzheng was not a good person and he committed anger. Even if he defeated him in the future, who would be the emperor? Who can be sure that it is better than Ji Zheng? All these are blank question marks.

Therefore, Wu Chen also does not want to participate in it. These factions are the most troublesome and tiresome. It is clear that neither side is a good thing, but they have to keep the so-called "justice" and "punish evil and good" in their mouths. Of course, it is still possible to use the power of the Mohist to search for "Huangshi Tianshu" and "Canglong Qisu".

"Mum!"

At this moment, the stomach cried extremely uncooperatively, and the dust-free shirt scratched his head awkwardly, his face grinning.

"You guys can't eat like that"

Duan Murong flew her rare eyes, glanced at the dust and left straight away, and it seemed as if she was going to make lunch.

"It's really cold outside but hot inside, it's just soft but soft ... it's really the same as the rumor, and it's also pretending to be such a godlike, dishonest woman."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Mouth's mouth. At this moment, he suddenly noticed that a hand grabbed himself, turned his head and looked at him. After seeing the caller, he could not help wrinkling.

"Boy"

Staring at the boy who was half shorter than himself, Dustlessly asked, "What are you looking for? I remember you were disgusted with me."

"Hey, where is it!" The boy's eyes narrowed into a crescent, and he quickly denied: "Except for the uncle, you are my second worship idol!"

This person is Tianming.

"Do you worship idols on the 2nd? I am really shocked." Wu Chen looked at Tianming in surprise, and asked, "Diligent and diligent without incident, kidnap if you do not commit adultery, boy, what do you want me to do?" for?"

"Hey hey hey" Tianming laughed even more when he heard the words, and giggled, "Can you give me your tricks that emit light?"

"Sure enough, a kid who likes to dream."

Wu Chen heard the words resolutely shook his head and looked at Tianming with tears of laughter. "Your boy is not suitable for martial arts. Compared with martial arts, you are more suitable for a funny role."

The so-called "trick to emit light" is actually the ability to shine fruit, and it is impossible to give it to other people. Tianming's desire to learn is tantamount to foolish dreaming.

"Let's learn swordsmanship with your uncle." He patted Tianming's head, and Dust swept past him.

"Huh, stingy!"

auzw.com Unhappy humming, Tianming complained with great dissatisfaction.

"A child who likes dreaming, why do you want to learn it because you want to learn it?" Wuchen couldn't help shaking his head, and whispered, "The jade pendant on the boy's neck is really extraordinary. Where did it come from?" "

Wu Chen also remembers that in the original book, many people felt that the jade pendant on Tianming's neck was strange. Just a closer look, Wu Chen also found the difference. As a human being, there is an indescribable mistyness. The trend is extraordinary.

"Hey"

Unscrupulous laughter came from the front again, and Dustless Brow frowned slightly. "Tianming, I said I wouldn't teach you ... it was a class master!"

Looking up, the person in sight is not Tianming, but a master of the Mo School and a master of class.

"Is something wrong with the master?" He looked at the smiling old man in wonder. Wuchen didn't remember having any friendship with him. To be frank, it was only a one-sided relationship, and even the words he said were countless.

"Mr. Dustless, the master lifted up the old man, call me the old man in the class, and listen to me feel more comfortable."

The old man in the class sincerely hoped that he could be changed without dust. He was called a big hand by a strong man and felt weird in his heart.

"Well then, the old man asked me something? Couldn't I also want to ask my history?" Wu Chen nodded and said, "I have no clue, no one, only one casual person among the red dust passers. No power, no power, nothing Something to look into. "

"Mr. Dust is modest, and Wang Hou will have a relationship with Xiangning."

The old man shook his hands. He heard from the Snow Girl and Duan Murong's mouth that the dust was strange and powerful. Even if he was really a mortal, his strength should not be underestimated.

"Mr. Would you like to join the Mohism?" The old man with his eyes brightened and said his chips. "The Mohism still lacks a leader, but it is appropriate for him to do this."

"Join the Mohist?"

After hearing the words, Wu Chen was silent, and a little resistance was generated in his heart. The teachings of the Mo School were to love all sentient beings, which was really not suitable for such a figure. On the contrary, the teachings of Yin Yang and Taoism were quite suitable for him.

"I once vowed not to join any forces ..."

After pondering for a while, he refused decisively and decisively, "But if the Mohist asks me, I will do what I can."

Of course, this condition is limited to Duan Murong, how to say Duan Murong also helped dustless, a little return is justified.

"Really, that's good!"

It was said that the old man in the class shrugged his white beard with consolation. Although he was dissatisfied and stayed away, he heard the answer he wanted.

"This place has been peeped by Qin Guo's running dog quicksand. It's not safe now, it's not safe now. Would the sir be willing to go to the government city together?" The old man asked in anticipation.

"The Mo's organ city is so worn by the world that it is so skillful that it can only be seen with one eye."

I didn't think about it, Dustless promised directly, and just at this moment, the abnormality protruded.

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