Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

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"Mr. Mo Yi—"

Feeling Mo Yi holding his right hand, the warmth coming from his palm, if he wasn't moved, it must be fake.

From the very beginning, Nan Xiaoniao was expecting someone to help and save her, and the one who had high hopes was naturally Mo Yi not far away.

Because he was busy attacking Xuemeow just now, Mo Yi didn't notice what happened to Nan Xiaoniao, which made it happen in just a minute or so.

But Nan Xiaoniao didn't know this reason!

She originally thought that Mo Yi didn't dare to come forward to help her because she was afraid of trouble. Although she understood, she was very disappointed in her heart.

Until now, when the other party stood in front of him, Nan Xiaoniao realized that he had not misjudged the person. Although he was very happy, he was also very worried. The other party was with a group of maids, so he was not easy to mess with at first glance.

Now that Mo Yijun is helping himself out, will he get into trouble, so he couldn't help calling Mo Yi's name softly, but he didn't know what to say afterwards.

"Don't worry, it's all about me."

Seemingly feeling the worried gaze of Du Quang, Mo Yi turned around and said in a voice that only she could hear:

"This kind of guy, I don't know how many times I have cried while playing ♂."

"Um--"

Hearing Mo Yi's comforting witty words, Nan Xiaoniao couldn't help laughing, and whispered:

"Mo Yi-jun, thank you."

Facing the appearance of a human being, who dared to go on a blind date with Xuemiao, but still looked down on Xuemiao, wouldn't it mean that my master has a bad eye for Er Zhuzi? Mo Yi's first impression of him was naturally bad.

Of course, Mo Yi is upset with the other party, and the other party is also quite unhappy with himself. If Mo Yi is sensible and understands how stupid his behavior is at the moment, he, Mr. Fujiwara, may forgive the other party. Dragging him to a corner where no one was around would break his three legs at the slightest rate, and at worst, he would disappear from the world, and his family would be destroyed.

"My little bird didn't agree to your unfeeling request—"

Mo Yipi said with a smile on his face:

"Since you know that your request is unfeeling, don't ask for it indiscriminately, Mr. Fujiwara Sasuke."

Ok?

Hearing the other party say his full name, Er Zhuzi's playful eyes began to look at Mo Yi seriously.

Since the other party knew his real name, he naturally knew his true identity, so he dared to step out to stop his game. What gave him such courage?

Could it be that the other party is a friend in a circle that I don't know?What even is the big shot?

Thinking about it this way, Master Fujiwara began to look carefully at him, feeling confident and mocking his own Mo Yi, but he couldn't remember that he had met him at all.

As the biggest generation in the 11th district, I have never met the other party, which can only show that the other party is not someone from my game circle, either a cross-rival dragon, or some self-righteous little person.

I, Mr. Fujiwara, naturally won't give face to these people, otherwise how can I go out and hang out in the future?

As the boss, Fujiwara Nizhuko naturally wouldn't end up so quickly to piss off the little people in his eyes, so he cast a look at the maids around him.

Then, all the maids looked at Mo Yi one after another, and their dark pupils emitted a blue light, and waves of invisible things, like waves of spiritual power, and spiritual power rushed towards Mo Yi.

How dare such a simple yin and yang technique be used to make a fool of yourself?

Mo Yi pulled Nan Xiaoniao, moved a few steps subtly, and put Nan Xiaoniao in a completely safe position, allowing those spiritual power fluctuations to hit him.

To be honest, it's quite comfortable, a bit like an electric massage, it seems that Mr. Fujiwara really knows how to play.

If it was in the lonely mountain and wild forest, Mo Yi would not mind a mental shock and directly help the other party to lower his intelligence to the average level of the kindergarten, but here, as long as the other party has an accident, he will definitely get into trouble.

Although I am not afraid, Minami Kotori, or the students in Otonokizakanai, are not.

This is the reason why it hurts the fish in the pond.

I can't, turn this into a follower of Akuya, and when his little friends, such as brothers, sisters, parents, and master's dog legs take revenge, let's turn them all into mentally handicapped children again.

Buddhist players, if you don't want to stay still, no one will pay tribute to Senior Aotian from the whole family.

Thinking about it this way, it is better to pull the hatred value of the other party to yourself. If he comes to make trouble again, play happily with him again, let him make up for it, and invite him to play a wave of "Silent Hill" and "Song of Saya" for free. ” and games like Backstreet Girls.

"Why didn't it work?"

When Mo Yi was thinking about how to ravage the opponent, those maids who really knew a little about yin and yang skills broke out in cold sweat. Their spiritual power oppression had defeated countless young men who wanted to be heroes to save the beauty.

Let those boys watch ghost movies live, and then run away in fright.

Why is it not working today?

The spiritual power fluctuations of the eight people hit each other, like being absorbed by a sponge, sinking into the sea, with no effect at all.

"interesting--"

The next routine should be, Mo Yi and the other party exchange a few harsh words, and then make a move while looking at each other.

Success or failure naturally depends on who is the protagonist in this story.

However, is Mo Yi the kind of person who follows this routine?

The opponent's maid's move has been analyzed, and Mo Yi through inverse analysis, added a spell reflection BUFF to his body, and then those fluctuations of spiritual power went back to their respective homes and reflected on those maids.

"What's the matter?"

A maid next to Mo Yi's eyes suddenly went black, and realized that the environment around her had turned into night, and her friends and other maids were standing beside her, and the maid's attire on her body had also become a shame to the family. The clothes of the horse monkey shochu without the holy light.