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Chapter 261 It's not a good thing to talk about a lot of people behind your back

"So... unit... why..."

"What did you say?"

Yi Ruchang turned his head and only heard the sound of thumping in the kitchen, completely submerging Mo Li's voice.

"Can you still be quiet!"

Mo Li felt a headache and looked at him.

At this moment, Ningning stole the horse and smashed the red meat frantically in the kitchen. The sky was full of meat. Before Ningning splashed the meat, she quickly returned to her. At this moment, the kitchen was simply another form of practice.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

After finally smashing it, Ning Ning wiped her sweat and threw the pot into the sky with a whoosh.

Then she jumped easily and smashed the meat in her hand. When the meat completely touched the noodles but did not smash the pot through, Ning Ning had already rushed behind the pot, gently took the pot and kicked the pot directly to the other end of the kitchen. The meat was still hanging in the air. As the inertia did not fall, she had already spinned the meat into a ball and smashed it into the pot again.

After doing this for five hundred times, there were only a bunch of afterimages left in the kitchen. Only then did Ningning easily land with satisfaction and gently wiped off a drop of sweat from her forehead.

"Ah, what did you say?" She looked at Mo Li with a naive look on her face.

You have finished what I can say. Mo Li smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Nothing, I mean you're done. It's my turn to make beef balls. You're going to rest."

Ning Ning didn't leave, the second was to stretch out her chubby hand.

Mo Li was stunned, then reacted, and took out a handful of candy from his pocket for gratitude, and whispered: "My second uncle gave it all, I gave it to you, don't eat it so quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ningning had already tore open the candy paper and threw all the candy into his mouth and creaked: "Well, you said it?"

"No, you, go play."

He smiled bitterly, and he was afraid that he would not have the chance to let Ningning hear him say something in his life. Mo Li shook his head and continued to squeeze the meatballs one by one.

Today I was made with white radish and bean sprouts. I could eat it by rinsing the meatballs a little. He had cut all the remaining parts to make the pork shabu and put them in the refrigerator for a while.

By the way, there is also white wine, Mo Li remembers to open the refrigerator.

In the living room, Yi Ruchang had already closed the store door and returned to the living room, holding tea and sitting there looking at the weather forecast.

Xiao Cai was chewing bamboo aside with dissatisfaction, staring at his remote control board from time to time, and found that Yi Ruchang was about to look at him, so she immediately closed her eyes and pretended that she was a black and white panda doll, only knowing the harmless behavior of eating bamboo shoots.

Ning Ning licked her mouth secretly and then returned to the room. As a result, Yi Ruchang discovered the trick when he breathed.

"You're eating candy again? Don't wake me up in the middle of the night and say you have to have a toothache?"

Under the scolding of the owner of the shop, the girl immediately closed her mouth and shook her head like a rattle. Even though the sweet candy smell flowed out along her nostrils.

I immediately changed back to Yi Ruchang's cold eyes.

Mo Li in the kitchen heard him and Ningning's conversation, and remembered the topic he had just asked, and continued to ask the topic he hadn't finished.

"Oh, I just asked you why you practice it.

There is no unit in the boundary.

For example, if someone has a kinetic energy, one joule, or volume increase, it is a cubic cube. At least there are units that can regulate more and better regulate the combat effectiveness of monks. I heard you say it depends entirely on the academy's judgment, it will be unfair." Mo Li asked.

In fact, this question was only thought of after Qingcheng Mountain, because he really wanted to estimate the strength of his husband at that time, but he couldn't find a suitable word, and felt very frustrated.

There are so many problems.

Yi Ruchang complained quietly.

He was already hungry and there was no time to answer. It would be better to let Xiao Lizi continue to speak by himself. The owner of the shop said wisely: "Then do you want to talk about it yourself and see what you think."

"Oh, I've thought about it too." Mo Li smiled awkwardly.

"That's good." Yi Ruchang rested.

"ah?"

"Oh, no, you said."

In the living room, Yi Ruchang and Ningning had already played checkers when they found it from somewhere.

He competed five, Ningning competed two. After they were determined, they started playing chess.

Mo Li thought about it and answered his guess: "Actually, I think, in our cultivation world, there should be few people and no use. I think it's enough to evaluate the college."

In the living room, the owner of the shop had just finished a long step, looking proud.

Ning Ning was frowning.

At this time, he had a little time to answer Mo Li's question.

"Hmph, in fact, you only said one premise correctly. Our monks are not only small in number, but also have such a high mortality rate.

It’s like your Mo family. The whole family sacrificed for the great moral you followed. The average age is not enough for you to marry and have children. Such a high mortality rate is unstable at all. If that’s the case, who will pass on it?” Yi Ruchang answered, which was also a rhetorical question.

"Too."

Mo Li has to admit that his words are rough but not rough.

The water boiled, Gulululu, while Moli was thinking about his problem, shut down the heat, squeezed out the beef balls from the tiger's mouth and boiled them into the pot.

Gradually the fragrance wafted out.

Yi Ruchang easily won the checkers and competed with two or five. Ning Ning lifted her pants and walked into an open space without saying a word.

"Hum haha."

Mo Li wanted to stretch his head: "What are you doing outside?"

Yi Ru in the living room was anxious to eat, and immediately blocked him: "Cook your beef balls for me quickly. If you can't make Chaoshan beef hotpot today, I will let you know what it means..."

"Okay, okay, it's going to be done. You guys can get the table, I'm going to take it out." Mo Li casually said perfunctorily.

"Hey hey. Hurry up."

The owner deliberately collapsed his face and urged the long-time workers at home to hurry up. In fact, the saliva at the corner of his mouth had already sucked away.

In the kitchen, Mo Li was still thinking about the workplace, and he always felt a little strange.

"But it's so irregular. There are always gradings like a 100-kilogram heavyweight competition. Otherwise, whoever beats who will win or lose. Wouldn't there be no rules at all?" Mo Li asked, relentlessly.

“These rules are not gone,

Grading itself has no meaning, it depends on actual combat, skills and energy are very important. Even if the skills are strong, you will beat the skills and weak, can you completely control the energy of the other ones not as high as yours? The ratio, several skills and some energy to win or lose, are very complicated and difficult to tell you for a while, and it depends on fighting. Have you done it? I want to eat shacha sauce." Yi Ruchang finished speaking completely impatiently and began to make the requirements for hot pot.

"There is not much shacha sauce. I'll add some sesame oil and garlic chili sauce to fill it up." Mo Li looked at the sauce in the bottle, and didn't know who ate so much on the hot pot day, so he finished half a bottle of shacha sauce.

"You brought it here." This guy who only talks but doesn't practice.

"Hmph..."

A voice came from outside, and Mo Li frowned while slapping: "I care a lot about what you are doing."

Yi Ruchang was lying on the sofa hungry and began to have hallucinations. While chewing the air in his mouth, he said, "You Mo family has calculated it. At least for hundreds of years, more, in fact, they are still casual cultivators like men in black. They don't know where to learn it. What they learn is not the norm, and the more they pass it, the more chaotic it becomes.

"Who said I was in trouble!"

Cao Cao couldn't bring it up behind his back, just as soon as he finished speaking, a person suddenly came from outside the door and kicked the curtain outside the partition. The person coming was the man in black.

"Hey, who are you talking about? Yi Ruchang! I have been calling for a long time and you don't even know that things have been stolen." The man in black began to point at Yi Ruchang habitually. He just couldn't stand Yi Ruchang's lazy and powerful appearance, and he had no virtue at all, and was not worthy of respect.

"You actually steal our stuff?

Ningning, beat him up!" Yi Ruchang didn't know that he was whispering inwardly, but he released Ningning very spiritually.

"Who said I stole it, you're obedient... Oh, don't beat me up, I was wrong!" The man in black was pitiful, and his face was immediately covered with ecstasy, and blood splattered three feet in tragic.

Mo Li came out with the hot pot and saw the handsome man in black being beaten and half of his face raised. He was so embarrassed that he began to instinctively say hello: "Oh, you are here, have you eaten?"

"It's not yet. I'll deliver things to you on my way back to dinner, so I'll catch up with you to eat hot pot."

"What about the stuff."

"Uh, I forgot."

"Even you use the same excuses, it's really the tradition of the academy!"

The man in black inexplicably touched the various pockets on his body, which was cleaner than his white face: "I remembered that I brought it before I went out."

He sat down and took up the chopsticks as if he had returned to his home, and smoothly said: "What did you say before? I heard me."

Yi Ruchang sneered: "Say you are handsome."

Mo Lize wiped his hands and smiled kindly.

He had heard what Mr. Yi said. Since the man in black has turned into a new era, the college has also certified it. Moreover, he is still in charge of this area, so why can't he live in peace? He honestly said: "When it comes to the issue of energy units in the cultivation world, right--"

Speaking of this, Mo Li's mind flashed and suddenly a light shone in his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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