69novels Chapter 224 The Scramble at the Dinner Table
Chapter 224 The Scramble at the Dinner Table
Chapter 224 The Scramble at the Dinner Table
"Okay, since you said that, I'll bet on you, but the benefits promised after the event can't be less at all."
"Of course." Qian Fei'er responded with a smile.
The two sides reached a consensus, and Qian Fei'er used her natural ability to manipulate the nearby guards and maidservants who heard their conversation, so the matter of wooing the Meng family was considered a success for the time being.
In the reception hall, Qian Fei'er introduced the cousins and cousins she had brought along, as well as Ling Lu and the others. Everyone, Meng Rulong and Meng De were familiar with each other's names.
Next, Meng Rulong arranged a luxurious lunch to welcome Qian Fei'er and the accompanying people.
During the banquet, Qian Linjue, Qian Fei'er and other seven angel spirits naturally sat at the same table, while Ling Lu, Zijin, and the four Mo sisters sat at the other table.
At the dining table, Mo Shengnan, who was wearing a white chest wrap, and Mo Shengjun, who was wearing a red chest wrap, were sitting together. The two of them did not use knives, forks, or bowls and chopsticks. They just grabbed a lot of beef and chicken. Put it in your mouth.
Both of them have very strong muscles, and they have developed a good physique on weekdays, so they also eat a lot, and their food looks unsightly.
On the other side of Mo Shengnan was Mo Ximing, who was wearing a long black dress. Looking at Mo Shengnan next door, a big drop of sweat dripped from her forehead.
Really...you can eat it.
With a sigh in his heart, Mo Ximing stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a fish ball on a plate.
The straight and long chopsticks stretched out, and just when the fish balls were about to be caught, the other pair of chopsticks stretched out at an extremely fast speed, and caught the fish balls in advance.
Mo Ximing looked up along the chopsticks, only to see Zijin with ponytails staring at her arrogantly, and even snorted.
How could you actually snatch my meatballs?
Mo Ximing was so wronged that he was about to die, but the expression on his face changed immediately, and became a little excited and excited.
It was the first time for her to experience such a scene of grabbing food in public at the dining table.
Don't miss it, you must grab it!
Mo Ximing suddenly became energetic, she channeled her soul power, the chopsticks picked up the fish ball at a faster speed, and drew towards her.
Opposite Mo Ximing, Zijin looked at Mo Ximing in surprise, and immediately became very angry again.
Hmph, hateful woman, rob me of Lin Jue and my food, I will not lose to you!
Shouting in her heart, Zijin also mobilized her soul power, and used her chopsticks to perform a sinister saber technique, slashing obliquely into the chopsticks in Mo Ximing's hands.
Mo Ximing struggled with the front, the chopsticks became unsteady, and the fish balls fell to the table.
Zijin's chopsticks and knives remained unabated. With a slight flip of her wrist, the tip of the chopsticks changed direction and stabbed straight at the center of the fish ball.
If this stab hits, the fish ball will belong to Zijin.
Tch, I still want to rob me, I miss you too much.
Zijin was triumphant, and felt so relieved to have won over Mo Ximing.
Opposite Zijin, Mo Ximing yelled in his heart that it was not good, and released his martial soul directly with his other free hand.
The soul power was released, and three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from under her feet. Mo Ximing controlled the soul rings to move only on her legs, so that no one else could see them.
At the same time, there was a small black scale as black as ink in her free hand, and the scale released dense fluctuations of soul power.
The martial spirit was released, the first yellow hundred-year-old spirit ring on Mo Ximing's legs flashed, and the quality of the first spirit ability was transferred.
Mass shifting, Mo Ximing's first soul skill, puts the target weight and his own weight on the balance at the same time after use, and then Mo Ximing can move the weight on both sides of the balance arbitrarily, so as to achieve the purpose of sudden increase or decrease in weight.
Using the soul skill, a yellow circle of light flew out from under Mo Ximing's feet, and the circle of light flew to Zijin's feet, trapping it.
Two small figures appeared on the balance under Mo Ximing's table, one of them was a miniature version of Zijin, and the other was a miniature version of Mo Ximing himself.
Immediately afterwards, the balance tilted sharply towards Zijin.
At the dining table, Zijin suddenly felt that her weight had more than doubled out of thin air, and the sudden change made her body suddenly pounce on the table.
At this moment, Mo Ximing stretched out his chopsticks extremely quickly, stabbing at the falling fish balls, the tip of the chopsticks was less than an inch away from the fish balls.
No, I'm going to be robbed!
Zijin was very anxious, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and with a movement of her index finger, one of the chopsticks quickly changed from vertical to horizontal.
Zijin spotted the white porcelain bowl in front of Mo Ximing, flicked her fingers, and shot the chopsticks out.
The chopsticks were like arrows from the string, and they shot viciously at the white bowl in front of Mo Ximing.
There is a lot of sauce in Mo Zhiming's white bowl, if he is shot, the sauce in it will splash out, it will definitely stain Mo Zhiming's clothes, and may even splash Mo Zhiming's face.
How shameless to attack me!
Mo Ximing's face was full of displeasure.
On the opposite side, Zijin was in a very happy mood, with the corners of her mouth raised, full of provocation.
Hmph, I told you to use soul skills, I call it Surrounding Wei and Rescuing Zhao.
Next, Mo Ximing should reach out to block the chopsticks, and then give up the fish balls.
Thinking of this in her heart, Zijin reached out and grabbed the remaining chopstick, and stabbed at the fish ball.
Although Mo Ximing's Tianqi Black Scale Martial Soul exerted more than double the weight, Zijin was still able to hold it. According to this speed, when Mo Ximing moved her hand away, she would be able to stab the fish ball smoothly.
Hmph, you just honestly give up both Yuball and Linjue!
Zijin's face was full of a proud smile of defeating her opponent.
However, she still underestimated the control ability of Mo Ximing's Tianqi Black Scale Martial Soul.
On the opposite side, the purple thousand-year-old soul rings on the legs under Mo Ximing's table flashed, and she said in a very subtle voice: "Spirit transfer."
After finishing speaking, Zijin suddenly felt exhausted all over her body, as if she had suddenly suffered from a serious illness, she was devoid of energy, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and a voice in her heart kept urging herself: sleep, sleep.
On the contrary, Mo Ximing was full of energy and glowed red.
Exercising the third soul skill, Mo Ximing still didn't stop, and the yellow light of the second soul ring on his body flashed again.
"Speed transfer."
Speed transfer, Mo Ximing's second soul skill, after use, transfers the target's speed to his own side. When used in battle, Mo Ximing can slow down the enemy's speed and speed up his own.
After using the soul skill, a yellow halo flew out from Mo Ximing's feet again, but this time, the halo didn't fly to Zijin's feet, but to Mo Shengnan next door.
At this moment, Mo Shengnan, who was wearing a white chest wrap, was gnawing on a roasted pork knuckle. Suddenly, her speed slowed down instantly, as if she was in a stagnant time, every bit of slow movement, every bit of detail Can see clearly.
Opposite to Mo Shengnan, Mo Ximing's speed was suddenly astonishingly fast, and the chopsticks in his hand could dance with an afterimage.
She quickly grabbed the chopsticks that were flying towards her white bowl, quickly put them aside, and then quickly picked up the falling fish balls.
(End of this chapter)