Chapter 110 Moss: Your home in extreme chaos

  Left and right guardians were the first to come out to say hello.

  They are the security guards assigned to Mo Chengyu by the military. In the job system, they are still under the jurisdiction of the Mo Division.

   "You don't need to come to say hello first, Mo idiom, you come first."

   "I order you as your big brother, come down."

  Ink idiom:……

  I can't go, so I can only run downstairs in a desperate manner.

  Mosi sat on the stool in the living room, "Now report on the results of your cultivation here for a month and a half."

   "What do you do every day, do you follow the doctor's advice, and do you take the medicine on time?"

   "Wow, big brother, aren't you? I just came here just like this, and I was frightened by the appearance of a three-court trial."

  The ink idiom curled his lips and beeped twice, "And what can be achieved by recuperating, just like that, you all know."

   "No results?" Mosi raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Kai on one side, "You come to report whether your chief has followed the doctor's instructions for a month and a half, whether he has performed rehabilitation exercises, and whether he has taken medicine on time."

  "Report to Admiral, in this month and a half, Minister Mo...has not undergone rehabilitation training for the time being. He does not drink the mental nourishment liquid when he drinks it. The time to take the medicine accurately is about 13%, and..."

   "What are you talking about!" Mo idiom was dumbfounded, and looked at Zuo Kai with the eyes of the traitor hating iron and steel, "I will drink the spiritual warming liquid tomorrow!"

  Zuo Kai did not answer the call, and staggered his head.

  Mo idiom still wanted to speak, Mo Si asked her to silence, and said: "He actually said very little. If he says a few more words, you can also report the results of your healing."

  "Heal the injury for one and a half months, the more you raise the heavier."

  "……"

It's boring to always say one thing. After listening to the report, Mo Si stood up and walked around the small castle with Mo idioms, "You shouldn't have come here to recuperate. You can go to the hospital or home, but you want to move here. ."

   "Knowing that you have no self-control ability, and still being so confident in yourself, living alone?"

  "What is this?" Mosi went around and saw the mental training equipment on the sofa, and turned his head: "Are you still playing this mental control game recently?"

  He narrowed his eyes, "You really have no scruples about your own hurt."

   "...I don't have it! How can I train my mental strength? Just play a low-level training game with the little sister next door!"

  Mosi didn't speak, but I didn't believe it with his face all over.

  After criticizing a few sentences of Mo idioms’ living habits and spiritual habits, as well as interior decoration and various supporting facilities, Mo Si took Mo idioms and sat at the coffee table in the living room.

  He solemnly declared with his disobedient sister: “It’s a truce in the near future. I have time. I can stay here for a while. When the truce is over, I will rush to the front line. I can’t come when you find me.”

"I will stay here longer this time to help you restore your mental power to the best state, and change your living habits and mental power usage habits. This will allow you to make more reasonable use of your mental power and energy. "

  Mosi is full of dogma.

  And after Mo idiom heard that he was going to stay for a longer period of time, he couldn't help crying: "What if you want to stay for a long time, then I want to—"

   Those eyes are threatening.

   "Then I want to... be happy to death."

"Um."

"treat--"

   "Three months."

  The floor makes a beeping sound.

  Whose heart fell on the ground and shattered into dregs.

  (End of this chapter)