Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Mo Nan also leaned back on the chair, waved his hand to Tang Xin, and said, "don't worry, I'm ok. I just feel a little weak."

"The first time I opened the divine will, it lasted for 30 minutes. It's really a monster. Do you know that none of the practitioners of the past dynasties has opened the divine will for more than 10 minutes!" Silver Dragon pen Weng stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Oh, really? This is the magic skill you told me about before. It seems that it's really unique." Monan nodded and said weakly.

"Of course, the spirit of heaven decides to use tea as a medium to stimulate the muscles and veins of the whole body with the help of special techniques, so as to give full play to the combat power of the human body. The higher the combat power of the human body, the stronger the effect! It's one of the best in the world. "

"Why, old man, listen to you. You want to learn." Mo Nan immediately recognized the desire of the writer's tone and asked with a smile.

The writer nodded his head and said, "of course, who doesn't want to learn this kind of magic skill, but I haven't learned it for more than ten years. You only know that you can practice it in one day. It seems that this kind of magic skill depends on chance, and I don't have it."

With that, the writer sighed and his face was full of regret.

"Hehe, hehe, that's not necessarily true. Although this magical skill depends on chance, it's not without tips. Anyway, when I just practiced it, I seemed to feel something vaguely." Mo Nan light said.

"What?" Hearing Mo Nan's words, the writer immediately looked at Mo Nan excitedly, his eyes full of desire.

In fact, he had already given up his mind. At this moment, he suddenly heard a trick from Monan. The feeling of another village made his beard curl up.

"If you want to learn, you can learn from me." Mo Nan also did not hesitate, put forward the conditions cleanly.

"No, I have a master!" The writer flatly refused.

"Learn from me as a teacher!"

"No way. I can be your grandfather for my age."

"Learn from me as a teacher!"

"No, I'm the vice president of Tanglong chamber of Commerce and the writer of Yinlong!"

"Learn from me! God's will is as good as heaven Monan added.

"Master, what are we going to do next?" Pen Weng dry crisp recognition, look very positive.

"Ha ha ha, I'll go. You really agreed. I'm kidding you." Monan burst out laughing, and then he pointed to the pen writer and said, "if you don't recognize me as a master, I will certainly teach you, but if you don't recognize me now, ha ha, you can be my good apprentice."

When he wrote wengton, he had a black face. He wanted dizhi to arrest this hateful guy, and then forced him to tell him the secret of God's determination.

However, after thinking about it, the writer didn't do it after all. He could only cheat himself with a sigh: the martial arts are not divided before and after, only on the high and low.

At this time, two local branch silver dragon guards came over from the side, left them at Mo Nan's feet, and asked the writer: "vice president, what should these two people do?"

Pen Weng shook his head, but looked at Mo Nan, motioned to Mo nan to deal with it.

Monan looked at the two men. One was he Qiong, the young master of he surname, and the other was Jessica, the commander of the regiment of the Viper mercenary.

He Qiong is still in a coma, but Jessica's eyes are flashing and staring at Monan's face.

"Yo, this girl is pretty good-looking. She'll send me to my room at night. As for the young master of waste firewood, she'll chop it up and feed it to the pigs!"

"Yes Dizhi yinlongwei didn't joke with Mo Nan. At that time, he Qiong reached out to him. It seemed that he really wanted to drag him down to chop and feed the pigs.

"Ah, wait... There are other things to do before that. Don't worry, don't worry." Mo Nan quickly reaches out his hand to stop the silver dragon Wei. In this way, he is really chopped up and fed to the pig. That's a lot of fun.

Tang Xin, Tang Yun and sun Mengyu are all holding a smile on one side, and Mo Nan even has the time to eat shriveled, which makes them feel very interesting.

The writer shook his head with a smile and said to yinlongwei, "OK, you can go back first. There's nothing for you here."

"Yes, vice president."

Twelve Branches of silver dragon Wei said in unison, and then each jump, they do not know where to go.

"I know you." At this time, Jessica, who had been staring at Monan, suddenly opened her mouth to Monan and said, "your name is not Monan, you have another name!"

"Oh, what's my name?" Asked Monan with interest.

"Your name is mo Qing..." half of Jessica's words, Mo Nan's right hand lifted, a piece of clothes flew out, directly covered Jessica's mouth.

"Well, you don't have to. Come to my room in the evening and I'll talk to you about it." Mo Nan looks a Su, sink a voice to say.

Jessica nodded with a clear look in her eyes.

Then she suddenly found that the clothes on Monan's body had been broken before, and now she could be said to be unarmed. After a little stupefied, she asked with some doubts: "what did you just throw in my mouth?" Mo Nan stood up and said helplessly: "underwear, what else can it be? Where else can I lose?" Hearing Monan's words, Jessica's eyes moved down involuntarily. She saw that Monan's waist was covered with a tea table. It seemed that she really didn't wear anything there“ You! You bastard! Pooh, Pooh, Pooh Jessica cried out in a rage, gnashing her teeth, looking like she was going to eat Monan. Dong. The writer knocked Jessica behind her head with his hand, and she fainted directly“ Mo Nan boy, let's not talk about this girl for the time being. What do you want to do with this ho family boy. I can first remind you that this person may have some secret script. Taiqing returns to the scriptures of heaven. " Mo Nan didn't care about he Qiong. Instead, he looked at the writer with great interest and said with a bad smile: "what do you call me?" The writing pen Weng, for a long time, a long face, a thought, finally no longer entangled, directly opened up, said: "master..." "ah, this is almost the same, ha ha ha, good disciple." Mo Nan said with a light smile that he had already known the real identity of the writer, and it had to be said that he had too much sense of achievement to let these characters be his apprentices. At this time, Monan turned his eyes to he Qiong. After thinking for a while, he said, "since this guy has a secret script, it's impossible to let him go easily. After the tea party, we should leave Yunshan resort. I'm going to take him with us."