[Interstellar] The heroine is crazy

Without using supernatural powers, Mo Minglang is a rookie who has just reached A-level physique. Against the rare double-S-level physique, His Royal Highness the Duke, who has been tempered for a long time, the result of the challenge is naturally no suspense.

However, Mo Xuan was amazed at his son's fighting level.

If it wasn't for the lack of exercise in his current body, lack of speed and strength, Mo Minglang's fighting style could be called a template for killing.Calm and focused, quickly and accurately judge the opponent, without the slightest fancy and cumbersome skills, all attacks hit the vital points, almost all of them are killed by one blow.Without experiencing the baptism of countless lives and blood, it is impossible to practice such skills.

Mo Minglang's previous physical condition was too poor, which led him to focus on self-cultivation until he was 12 years old. He didn't learn any fighting skills, and he relied on his natural instinct to fight.

However, after being teleported to the trial space, facing thousands of waves of monsters attacking from level to level, he hacked and killed almost day and night for four years, without needing to think about any attack skills. How to obliterate the target more quickly and effectively, as long as you survive, you will naturally have a deep understanding.Just a pig, as long as it can survive the trial space, it should become a fighting pig among pigs.

'Boom~'

The speed of the body dodging was not enough to keep up with the conscious reaction of the brain, Mo Minglang was kicked flying by Mo Xuan.

The moment he landed, Mo Minglang adjusted his body condition, rolled lightly, locked his eyes on the opponent, stood up quickly, and did not leave any chance for the opponent to take advantage of.

Although his movements are like slow motion in Mo Xuan's eyes, his conditioned reflex in battle is almost perfect.Mo Xuan, who has been honed through countless cruel life-and-death trials, can naturally guess what his son has experienced during the four years in the trial space. While feeling distressed, he is even more appreciative and proud.Interstellar, after all, is the world of the strong.

"Use your abilities and show your true strength."

Turning on the highest defense of the training ground, at this moment, Mo Xuan looked at Mo Minglang, no longer pampering a child, but an opponent worthy of his seriousness.

Because of this glance, Mo Minglang felt his blood start to burn.

Fighting, engraved in the genetic blood of male creatures, can stimulate their blood, make them excited and trembling, and make them desperately want to conquer their opponents at all costs.

Surrounded by red mist, Mo Xuan's aura is perfectly integrated into the surrounding environment. If it is not for the eyes that can still see him, it is almost impossible to feel his existence.With the blessing of supernatural powers, his movement speed was instantly increased from the point where he was completely abused just now, to almost only a phantom left in the action.This is also an important reason why he was invincible playing whack-a-mole in the academy.

Mo Minglang, who has really entered the battle mode, has the aura of killing permeating the air. The big eyes that can pretend to be angry buns on weekdays have become bloodthirsty and bewitching. It is really a bit like what he himself envisioned, frightening and obsessed The shadow of the future Demon Lord.

It was the first time for Mo Xuan to see his son like this, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Mo Minglang licked his lips, "Father, how about we play a hunting game that nobles love most, the loser will be the prey, and the winning party will dispose of it at will."

Before Mo Xuan could answer, Mo Minglang's hunt had already begun.

Stepping as fast as a ghost, jumping lightly, Mo Minglang disappeared in mid-air, and appeared behind Mo Xuan in an instant.

'Boom~'

Mo Xuan turned around, raised his arm to block the blow, followed by a side kick, the powerful force forced Mo Minglang to back away.

At the same time as he retreated, the small red sword in Mo Minglang's hand suddenly drew a dark light.

'Kach~'

The black curved leaf blade condensed from plant-type supernatural powers clings to Mo Xuan's arm, blocking the sword glow that follows.

Mo Minglang's attack did not stop, and the small red sword accurately and coherently drew a series of rapid stabs.

At the same time, the curved leaf blade in Mo Xuan's hand responded in a flash.

'Ding ding ding ding~'

In the afterimage, there were crisp crashing sounds one after another, and every trajectory of the small red sword was impeccably blocked by the curved leaf blade.

Immediately, Mo Xuan's wrist suddenly exerted force, and the curved leaf blade spun to shake away the small sword stabbed by Mo Minglang, followed by a spinning kick, with a strong sound of piercing the air, forcing him to back away again.

But this time, without giving Mo Minglang a chance to attack again, black thorns surrounded him.

The small red sword moved quickly, the light of the sword pierced through the surrounding thorns, Mo Minglang lightly leaped into the air, however, Mo Xuan's continuous attacks also arrived in front of him.

No matter how serious Mo Xuan was, it was impossible to really kill his son. The smooth rattan whip replaced the black curved leaf blade and wrapped around Mo Minglang's left ankle in the blink of an eye.As Mo Xuan's wrists shook one after another, layers of soft and tough force pulled Mo Minglang from mid-air.

'Boom~'

Mo Xuan pressed Mo Minglang tightly on the floor of the training ground.

After the high-intensity attack, the four eyes met, each other's breathing and heartbeat were slightly rapid, and a subtle chemical reaction-like infection attracted each other.

Intense battles are exciting.

It's hard to tell who kissed who first. In the aftermath of the battle, they were excited and passionately entangled with each other.

At this moment, Mo Minglang clearly felt Mo Xuan's emotional fluctuations, and the original desire to conquer revived in his body.

"Father, I lost the hunting game." Panting, Mo Minglang leaned into Mo Xuan's ear and whispered, "...Your prey is up to you."

In the bathroom of the training ground, in the dense water vapor, the young man's flexible body was bent, his neck was raised in a seductive arc, and his more mature, compact and explosive body was pressed on top, almost wanton impact rhythm.

Each other's bodies became more and more hot and excited.

No one expected that when Mo Minglang tasted the taste of lust for the first time and his mental power fluctuated more and more obviously, the inheritance rosary from the seventh universe reincarnated intelligent life form in his mind also burst into light at this moment .

Mo Minglang's body once again exuded a crystal-clear luster like glass, and a light blue halo extended from the rosary, spread, and gently surrounded the overlapping two people. At this moment, the spiritual power of each other touched and merged, Just like the fusion of souls in the legend, the pleasure produced by each other also began to perceive and superimpose each other.

Originally thought that the rosary was just to increase mental strength, but Mo Minglang didn't expect that it could also add to the cake in this kind of thing.As for its impact after it appeared, in the ultimate experience, no one has time to think about it right now.

……

When Mo Minglang woke up again, the morning tea time of the next day was over.

Lying on the soft quilt, Mo Minglang moved his limbs, his body was normal, except, cough, except for some traces left by the sex.Shaking his head again, his mental power was within the normal range, and even increased a little bit.However, the rosary in my mind stopped responding at all.

There was no one around, so Mo Minglang asked in a low voice, "V[-]B, have you recorded the video from last night?"

V[-]B of the girlish voice shyly covered her face, "Little master, I'm so sorry..."

Mo Minglang tried his best to look serious, "Stupid brain, where did your attention go? What I want to watch is the part where the rosary bead went abnormal."

V[-]B, who could no longer hide the failure of the mission, said pitifully: "Little master, I carried out your order seriously last night, but I was discovered by Master Moxuan's portable brain, blah blah~ little master , the V[-]B can't beat it."

"My father's brain?" Apart from V[-]B, Mo Minglang really didn't pay attention to other brains.

V[-]B complained sullenly, "Little master, although we are in the same series, the V[-]B that follows Master Moxuan has higher authority than the poor V[-]B, eh~ Before you become an adult, it still has the monitoring right of V[-]B. By the way, it’s not called a serial number anymore, it’s called Mo Li. Boom~ V[-]B can’t beat it, V[-]B is only equipped with a bodyguard robot, but it is equipped with Mo Xuan’s master’s top-level battle mech. Boom~"

The sad V[-]B did not forget to complain, "Little master, the wretched V[-]B did not allow your loyal V[-]B to turn on the recording light screen, it must have secretly recorded it!"

"Then you need it." Mo Minglang continued to give V[-]B the task.

V[-]B, who was getting more and more sad, fell into infinite self-pity and self-pity, "V[-]B can't beat it, V[-]B is only equipped with bodyguard robots, but it is equipped with master Moxuan's top-level combat mech, blah blah blah~"

Well, it's rare to see such a depressed V[-]B. Most of the time, Mo Minglang, who is still a good master who loves the brain, can only comfort it: "When I have a mecha in the future, you can configure it."

Configure mechs or something, this promise instantly soothed V[-]B's wounded heart, dog-legged cheerful scream, "Little master, you must be the most wise and wise little master in the entire galaxy~"

Mo Minglang: "..." So, did you divert the task of recording the light screen?

……

The outdoor sunshine was just right, and after freshening up and having breakfast, Mo Minglang happily went to the garden not far from the backyard to hang out.When he was a child, he liked to fly the little yellow duck flying machine to come here, from looking for customers, to watching plays and listening to corners, there is everything here.

Later, it was probably because Mo Minglang came and went more often, and along with his brilliant achievements, other people came here less and less.Especially recently, after the incident of Prince Heller's fight against the plants, basically, there was not even a ghost in the place where the little Earl Mo Minglang frequented.

Today, however, there was an exception.

Not long after Mo Minglang stepped here, another person appeared at the other end of the garden.

The plants in the garden are not dangerous and have great ornamental value. Now it is the flowering period of the mutated double pink peach, and the whole garden is decorated very beautifully and beautifully.

A young girl who complements the scenery is sitting on the edge of the flowers and weeping.

After the lady who slapped her severely left angrily, Mo Mingche slowly walked over from behind the shade of a tree around the corner.

Then, in this beautiful scene, the gentle and clear boy half-kneeled in front of the weeping beautiful girl, as if he was reluctant to let go and poured out something.

Afterwards, Mo Mingche lightly pressed a kiss on the girl's forehead, then got up and left helplessly and sadly.

Looking at his back as he walked away, the girl wept uncontrollably.

Such a scene is like a pair of boys and girls who are in love for the first time, but they are separated because of the reality that they cannot resist.

But what's interesting is that Mo Minglang could only feel their slight mood swings for such a sad and helpless two people.

He just played a game of hunter and prey with his father last night, unexpectedly, the next day, he met another one here.However, who is the hunter and who is the prey.

……