Chapter 112 Roll Away Without Saying Sorry (Ch 112)

“Brother Mo, why bother with a little girl? If she did anything wrong, I apologize to you on her behalf.”

Mo Yingchen glanced at Xiu Wu indifferently and nodded slightly.

It means that the matter is left unresolved for now.

Looking around, his eyes finally fell on the restriction at the entrance of the passage.

Turning to Xuanming Yu, he asked, “What is the situation now?”

Without waiting for Xuanming Yu to speak, Xiu Wu spoke first.

“After being scanned by the Mechanical Clan, this restriction requires an attack of level 6 or above, or five thousand continuous attacks of level 2 or above, to break it.”

He paused and looked at Mo Yingchen, “Brother Mo, do you have any ideas?”

Before Mo Yingchen could answer, Mechanical Clan Unit No. 0587 added:

“Moreover, if this restriction cannot be broken in one go, the surrounding energy will automatically strengthen the restriction. By then, I’m afraid the difficulty will increase again. If you are not 100% sure, I don’t recommend trying it casually.”

Listening to the two people’s explanations, Mo Yingchen couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

Level six…it was naturally impossible for him to reach that.

Then we can only focus on 5,000 consecutive second-level attacks.

He can do this. Once the Skeleton Throne appears, the skeleton army will be directly upgraded to the second level and can easily break the restriction.

but……

He had no intention of exposing his cards directly to this group of aliens with different thoughts.

……

After hearing Xiu Wu’s so-called request to break the ban, Wang Yi couldn’t help but yawn.

He then put his hands into the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe.

He leisurely looked around, with such a relaxed look, as if he was about to whistle in the next second.

As for worrying…

What are you worried about?

Wang Yi secretly laughed in his heart.

Just Mo Yingchen’s profession as a necromancer, plus his abnormal strength.

This restriction seemed to be tailor-made for him.

Not to mention five thousand second-level attacks.

Wang Yi even felt that even if there were five thousand third-level attacks, Mo Yingchen would be able to deal with it.

most……

At most, we just need to wait a few more days for him to bring in the huge army of undead outside.

Wang Yi added silently in his heart, with a smile of understanding on his face.

Everyone’s thoughts were completely different from Wang Yi’s.

Seeing that Mo Yingchen was silent, they thought that Mo Yingchen was just like them and had no solution.

They couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yes, I just feel relieved.

It’s not that they don’t want to break the restriction and enter the passage.

In fact…

We are all level 2, and if you, a human, can do something that none of us can do…

How embarrassing are we?

It would be fine if it was a famous monster like Xuanming Yu or Xiu Wu.

But you, Mo Yingchen, are a nobody…

……

“Yes, did you hear me? You have to be sure before you try, Mo Yingchen, right? You have to know your own abilities. What my brother Xiu Wu and my brother Ming Yu can’t do, do you think you can do it?”

“And you, the one in the Taoist robe, what are you laughing at? Everyone is trying to find a solution here, it’s fine if you don’t want to help, but why are you laughing there? I really don’t know why Brother Mingyu asked you to help.”

Meng Yinxue put her hands on her hips and spoke aggressively, her words full of doubt.

When Wang Yi heard that someone was pointing the finger at him, he remained calm with a faint smile on his lips.

He put his hands in his sleeves, his eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing.

I’m too lazy to pay attention to Meng Yinxue.

Mo Yingchen frowned slightly, glanced at Meng Yinxue, and sneered in his heart.

This woman is really endless.

Do you really think that just because you have no support, you can speak without thinking and compete with me recklessly?

There was a flash of coldness in Mo Yingchen’s eyes, and murderous intent surged.

The resurrected black warrior behind him received the order, and he stomped on the ground with his strong legs.

With a loud “boom”.

A deep pit was trampled out on the ground, and gravel flew everywhere.

The huge body suddenly leaped up, drew an arc in the air, and pounced towards Meng Yinxue.

On the other side, Xiu Wu sensed the danger, and the transparent wings behind him fluttered gently. His figure flashed and he instantly appeared in front of Meng Yinxue.

Bend your right leg slightly, half squat, and raise your left hand with your five fingers spread out.

The giant sword in the black warrior’s hand carried a tremendous force and fell from the air.

Xiu Wu firmly grasped the blade of the giant sword with his left hand and blocked the heavy blow.

Where the blade of the giant sword touched his palm, there was a “sizzling” sound, which was the strange sound caused by the collision and friction of spiritual power.

The black warrior’s full-strength attack was actually blocked by Xiu Wu with one hand and could not advance an inch.

Mo Yingchen’s pupils shrank.

So strong!

But what if he is strong?

Today, he is going to kill Meng Yinxue who has repeatedly provoked him.

Let’s see if Xiu Wu can stop him.

The killing intent became stronger and the order was issued.

Another black warrior who had just been resurrected from the demonic shock also raised his giant sword and approached Xiu Wu with heavy steps.

Two black warriors, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded Xiu Wu and Meng Yinxue in the middle.

The air around seemed to freeze and the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

A war is about to break out.

Just when Mo Yingchen was about to give the order to attack, something strange happened.

“Bang!”

A crisp slap sounded.

Xiu Wu turned around, faced Meng Yinxue, raised his right hand, and slapped her hard in the face.

Meng Yinxue was knocked so hard that she staggered and fell back three or four meters.

She covered her face, her expression full of shock and disbelief.

Xiu Wu bowed slightly to Mo Yingchen with an apologetic look on his face.

“I’m sorry, Brother Mo. I know my people. They have good hearts, but they are not very good at speaking. I will discipline them strictly when I return. Please forgive me.”

After saying that, he turned to look at Meng Yinxue, who was lying on the ground with tears falling like pearls from a broken string, and scolded her sternly:

“Why don’t you come over here and apologize to Brother Mo!”

He was secretly anxious.

Meng Yinxue was entrusted to him for care by his family elders.

But I really didn’t expect that she would be so tactless.

He didn’t know who Mo Yingchen was.

But who invited him?

Xuanming Jade!

What is the identity of Xuanming Yu?

Does he have poor vision?

Apart from anything else, the fact that Mo Yingchen, at the second level, can control two third-level black warriors is enough to illustrate the problem!

Are you, Meng Yinxue, brainless?

You still dare to mock him?

Wasn’t the lesson from the demon shock just now enough to wake you up? Seeing that Meng Yinxue didn’t respond, Xiu Wu raised his voice again, “Did you hear that?”

Meng Yinxue finally woke up from her dream and she climbed up tremblingly.

She walked to Mo Yingchen, lowered her proud head, and said in a crying voice, “I’m…I’m sorry.”