At night, Mo Cheng took the initiative to take over the task of vigil, so that Wendisa and Margaret, who had been besieged for several days without rest, could have a good rest.

As for the other people who signed up to watch the night, Mo Cheng just picked a few people who looked good in spirit to watch the night together.

Looking at the completely unrecognizable galaxy above his head, Mo Cheng let his mind go, and at the same time, his senses were infinitely enlarged, listening to the sound of insects crawling under the gravel, the sound of nocturnal creatures approaching the water source cautiously to replenish water, and the flying creatures that only appeared at night The sound of flapping wings.

And, the sound of footsteps coming from behind.

Without looking back, the sense of letting go already knew who the person behind was just by hearing the footsteps, "Aren't you going to sleep? I thought you were tired after being besieged for the past few days."

Margaret sat next to Mo Cheng, and the night breeze gently blew her hair, "The workload in the first week of taking over the law enforcement team was even greater than this, and this level of fatigue hasn't reached the point where it's time to rest .If anyone had to rest, it would be Aunt Windysha, and the poor souls who were terrified."

As the strongmen of the seventh step, if Margaret and Wendisha want to leave, the thousands of people at Commander One Eye's hand really can't stop them. After seeing Wendisa and Margaret consciously protecting civilians, the one-eyed guy thought of a wicked way.

He drove all the surrounding civilians here, and then waited for the rescue of Margaret and Windisa, and at the same time sent a request for help to the elite troops that specialized in dealing with the strong. At the same time, the one-eyed commander issued an order, as long as Margaret and Wendisa rushed out to try to eliminate these thousands of people, then everyone would disperse and attack those civilians.

Just like this, he showed the lower limit of the tactics of sending civilians away, and successfully held back two powerful fighters with thousands of troops.

If it weren't for Mo Cheng's arrival, perhaps these people would have died just like the history Margaret knew.

"Are you confused?"

Night watch is always a boring thing, especially when there is no mobile phone available, even Mo Cheng has to find some chat topics to have a conversation at this time.

Margaret nodded, she hesitated, lowered her voice, and said in a disappointed tone: "Aunt Wendisa, it's a little different from the records in the family."

The question of whether there is right or wrong in such things as going to the battlefield to kill the enemy is certainly not within the scope of Margaret's doubts. Mo Cheng even doubted that according to Martha's personality, she might bring the young Margaret to the battlefield to get close Distance touches that cruelty.

Margaret's current performance, in Mo Cheng's eyes, is more like a fan who has come into contact with an idol at close range and found that the idol can also brag and fart, and can eat fireworks in the world, and her real personality is very off-line, not at all like As cold as it is on TV. It's just that the reality has completely smashed the image of the idol in my heart, and my mind is full of disbelief.

Mo Cheng didn't ask what kind of image Wendisha recorded in the Margaret family, most of them were very positive descriptions.

Then a certain young girl took it seriously, and probably imitated the perfect image in her heart in her daily life.

In short, Mo Cheng has seen Margaret like this a lot before, commonly known as the collapsed house of an idol.

"Longing is the emotion furthest from understanding."

Pushing his glasses, Mo Cheng secretly regretted that he didn't choose the Zelei element at the beginning, so that he could imitate the person who said this with his hairspray hands, "If you really want to know Ms. Wendisha, you should learn about her hobbies Interacting with the chat is always more efficient than your vengeful forcing her to conform to what you want her to look like."

Margaret lowered her head, and the evening wind gently brushed the ends of her hair across Mo Cheng's face, making him feel a little itchy, but he didn't turn his face away.

"Isn't it too much what I did in the evening?"

"It's okay... well, it's a bit too much."

Burning the manuscript written by a romance novelist whose deadline is approaching is like smashing that super cool and handsome angel of different colors when the last piece of glue is missing.

"But I think if you tell Ms. Wendisha that you won't stop her from using you as the protagonist of the novel, I don't think she will care about you, but will be very happy. I think she has already thought of several beginnings, By the way, what you burned in the evening was only the draft, and she asked me to help hide the real manuscript before then."

Margaret was like the night wind, coming gently and then leaving with ease.

Mo Cheng opened his system panel and looked at the rare and rich data on it.

Name: Mo Cheng

Grade: 7

hp: 100%

mp: 100%

Skill Points: 3

System currency: 4629

The amount of currency is not small, but Mo Cheng took a look at the store and closed it again. In the mobile game-like store, the first two discounted products were replaced with healing ointments [Provide 30 points/second life recovery to the target, lasting 13 seconds. When attacked, the effect will be dispelled] and purification potion [provide 6 points, 2 seconds of mana recovery to the target, lasting 25 seconds. The effect will be dispelled when attacked]

As for the other four products, I don't know if it is bad luck or good luck, all four are synthetic scrolls of equipment.

It was obvious that the currency in his hand could not be spent temporarily, so Mo Cheng had no choice but to close the store and look at the three skill points at the same time.

Considering that he didn't wash his hands and face today, Mo Cheng decided to invest a little bit to see his luck.

The three familiar skill icons appeared in front of me again:

[Struct of Destiny]: Draw a line of ink with mysterious ink. The ink has the power of corruption and will devour any enemy caught.

(The End of the World draws a streak of ink that damages and slows enemies. The damage increases for each enemy the ink touches.)

[Time Lock]: The power of the super-dimensional horizon makes your attack accompanied by the power of dimension shift.

(Attack has a certain probability to lock an enemy target in time and launch another attack.)

[Crypt Swarm]: The cursed thing bred in the land of life and death, longing for the life of the living.

(Summons a swarm of scavengers to ravage enemies before Death Prophet.)

Two active linear skills, and one passive skill. Mo Cheng didn't think for a long time before deciding to choose [Time Lock].

After making the choice, this time it wasn't like there was nothing like before. Mo Cheng suddenly saw the beast dragon hidden in the deepest part of his heart~lightnovelpub.net~ and saw that the chains bounding it kept going Tighten, break.

On the body of the giant dragon, there was a purple figure holding a baton, and the faceless space-time dimension walker stood on the back of the dragon as if sleeping.

Then more chains gushed out from nowhere, binding the dragon and the Faceless Man together.

Opening his eyes, Mo Cheng realized that the time had not passed for a long time, and what he saw just now seemed to have only passed for a moment.

"I can feel some kind of power, but it's not as easy to control as the dragon blood, as if there is some kind of external device that is not easy to control."

"Is this the probabilistic skill? It's a little different from what I imagined."

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