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Chapter 5016, the daughter of a sickly beauty (37)

"More than fifty children, can you do it?" Tang Guo can't guarantee this time. Although these children's martial arts are not very good, they still have a little strength. With more than fifty children, it is easy to give it to Mo. Dedication causes difficulties.

Mo Xian stood up without fear, "Is it okay? I only know after hitting."

"Why don't you step back?" Mo Xian whispered to Tang Guo, "If you don't look right, go and call Aunt Tang to come over, or I'm afraid they will be killed."

"The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands. I will give you something. You wear it to fight." Tang Guo took out a small pair of gloves from his cloth pocket, "This is a pair of gloves. You can wear it on your hand to protect your fist and barely release some strength."

Mo Xian took his gloves and said happily, "Thank you."

When the glove was in his hand, he felt an unusual touch, and when he put it on, he was a little surprised. Obviously it is a pair of gloves, why when it is worn on the hand, it looks like nothing. This thing is not simple.

Where did Tang Guo come from? He was not interested in pursuing it. The children had already come over and challenged him.

Mo Xian fought the group of children again, and he found that his hands with gloves only needed three points of force to repel the children who attacked him. This undoubtedly added a lot of confidence to him, thinking that he could defeat these children without calling someone.

Tang Guo sat in the same place again, eating with relish, watching Mo Xian show his power.

Not long after, Tang Wengnuan found it.

The fact that Mo Xian was beaten by dozens of children still shocked her.

She ran over quickly, but she didn't expect to see Mo Xian knocking down the group of children who were taller than him to the ground.

There was a wailing voice around Mo Xian, and the eyes of the children on the grassland looked at Mo Xian, full of fear.

"Mo Xian."

Tang Wengnuan looked at Mo Xian still standing, feeling relieved, and hurriedly walked over: "Are you okay?"

Just because Mo Xian didn't get any better, his clothes were torn, and he looked a little embarrassed, but it was much better than the children who lost their fighting power and howled on the ground.

Regardless of Mo Xian's beating, he was also beaten.

There were still bruises on his face, but he had a good fight this time, and these kids shouldn't bother him anymore.

"Aunt Tang, I'm fine." Mo Xian replied, showing a big smile to Tang Guo behind him, and shook her fist.

If not tanggo gave him the glove, he may not be able to beat these kids have to get on the ground.

I don't know what this glove is made of, it is so powerful, it is comparable to a magic weapon.

Mo Xian was reluctant to go back.

When he returned, he walked to Tang Guo's side and whispered: "Let me play this glove for a few days, and return it to you later, okay?"

"You like it?"

Mo Xian nodded: "Like it, this is a baby. Use it to fight. I only use my usual three-point strength. It can help me save effort. Not only that, it can also write about the other party's many strengths. Just now I and that The little **** kids have been fighting for so long, and their fists don't hurt at all."

"Mo Xian, you haven't forgotten, your life is mine, right?"

Mo Xian was puzzled, and still said, "I haven't forgotten, is there anything I need to work hard for?"

"Not really, since your life is mine, then you are mine, this glove is mine, and if I send you it is a gift to myself, what do you think?"

Mo Xian reacted, haha, how could he refuse?

In fact, there is no freedom, and it is not so difficult to accept.

(End of this chapter)