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Chapter 108

Li Xiaole was also a little baffled, at that moment just now, he seemed to feel that Zhan Yue, who had a pretty face, seemed really his friend.

Su Mujian was also silent for a while.

"It's a lie," she said.

"Lies?" Li Xiaole didn't react for a while.

"Well, Zhan Yue used a lie, he seems to have awakened this ability."

"It's just that when you meet Lengtouqing, this kind of lie is the easiest for people to see the essence."

Shaking her head, Su Mujian lowered her head after being slightly interested at first, and continued to face the snacks, bombarding them indiscriminately.

Zhan Yue didn't seem to expect that his lies would have no effect on Mogula. Seeing Mogula's menacing approach, he hastily raised his hands high.

"I surrender, I surrender!"

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A piece of sword light stayed in front of him, and the meaning full of destruction eroded Zhan Yue's heart.

He was trembling and ashamed.

He actually conceded defeat, and he was still competing with his peers.

Especially in front of the woman he likes.

This is humiliating.

Clenching his fists, Zhan Yue's heart was full of roars.

But on the surface, he smiled slightly and said: "You are very strong, you can restrain my ability, you won."

"Tch, I thought it was something hiding the king, it scared me to death." Mogula pouted, obviously very dissatisfied with Zhan Yue's performance.

The guys who pretend to be gods and tricks are indeed all vegetable buns.

Glancing at the people behind, Mogula was determined to speak again, and the driver uncle suddenly said: "Okay, okay, let me treat everyone to a snack, Sinbad."

"Okay master." A nice mechanical female voice sounded from inside the bus.

Then they found that the seats in front of them began to change, from rows of seats to a bar counter, with exquisite tea sets, some drinks, and snacks on it.

"The lame uncle hid something good again." Mogula muttered.

The driver uncle laughed and said, "It's rare to see a few good seedlings. If it wasn't for that white-haired kid who believed his lies too much, you should have lost."

Mogula nodded slightly, and his expression was a little dignified.

"Yes, if I hadn't been forging ahead, my fighting spirit would have been weakened a lot just now."

"It's just that I'm mentally weak." The driver uncle shook his head.

"Uncle Lame wants to go out of the mountain?" Mogula's eyes lit up.

"I went out of the far mountain, my legs are lame, can't I have a good rest?"

The uncle driver laughed, and Sinbad gave a proper comfort, which made him very happy.

But having said that, there is still fighting spirit and blood in his eyes.

Although Xia Guo is here, it is full of devastation.

Now all kinds of secret realms are blooming on the earth, like patches one after another.

There are even intelligent life forms in a secret place in the imperial capital.

Thinking of that scene, the driver uncle was also a little sad.

His leg was cut off by the ax blade of intelligent life during that exploration.

Those guys call themselves the Giant Spirit Race.

All of them have big arms and round waists, and are more than two meters tall.

The stronger the strength, the bigger the body.

In that fight, he met a giant with a height of three meters.

Although in the end he fought off that guy, but he himself was cut in the leg by the giant ax blade.

Since then, he has lost the title of Uncle Lame.

If he hadn't met Sinbad, maybe he is still living in a wheelchair.