[Heavenly... just like accessories so much? ? 】
[Um... Maybe...]
[Does that necklace have any function? 】
[Space, Lingquan, whoever is healed, without yours, after all, these heaven-defying things can't be so many, the male protagonist is not sure, this can only be blamed on the male protagonist, and it would be good if God gave him something. 】
Jun Moli smiled inwardly and looked at the group of people who came before him.
"This beautiful lady, are you a thunder power?"
Seeing the male protagonist's "handsome" confirmation, Jun Moxi said simply, "Yes."
"Then you are willing to join us? After all, it is in the last days, so many people are powerful."
Jun Mohao turned around without showing any face, and left with his parents: "I have no interest in stallion males and harems."
Seeing Jun Mo's showing no face, Kong Yan Junyi's face was a little distorted, and a trace of conquest flashed in his eyes.
When he got home, Jun Moxi popularized the two elders: "Dad, Mom, don't interact with that person in the future, that person is a stallion, and he snatched the women behind him."
"I can see that he is not good, but how do you know that he snatched them?" the original mother asked curiously.
"Don't ask how you know, just be careful of him. Also, if there is a woman you know beside him, you should cut off contact as soon as possible. Don't be soft-hearted." Jun Moxi emphasized that it was not her cold-blooded. For some women who have been robbed and whose values have not collapsed, they are not saved, but the parents of the original owners can't make a mistake.
"Don't worry, we will. We are not so kind. Besides, this is the end of the world. We don't have any relatives. We don't have a good relationship. We bring a few oil bottles for no reason. It's not so leisurely."
Hearing what the original host's mother said, watching the original host's father nod his head, Jun Mo sighed with relief, thinking about the main task, and felt that he still had to increase his ability, and when he came back, he directly tied the host and threw it to the red light district, and the task was completed.
Thinking of this, it was safe and sound. After a few days without meeting the male lead, the zombies were almost killed. Jun Moli thought about leaving, and found a car casually, seeing that the keys were still there, and gave the responsibility for driving. The original master's father, in the back position and the original master's mother leisurely...
Look at the scenery.
However, because there is no map or navigation, a few people drove, and they drove to the deep mountain and old forest...
Looking at the tall trees in front of him and the poor car stuck in the middle of the trees, Jun Moli: "..."
How can this car be driven like this?
The original master's father looked upset, Jun Mo's face was speechless, and the original master's mother was very happy...
"Lili, it's pretty here..."
Regarding the great heart of the original master's mother, Jun Mo La was speechless again.
"Lili, in fact, I clearly saw that this was the road, but when I drove it, I couldn't drive it anymore. When I got out of the car, it became like this."
Jun Mo's mind became more serious when he heard this. Could it be an illusion
Soon someone gave Jun Mo La the answer.
"Are some of them brought in by the illusion?"
Upon hearing the words of the few people coming here, Jun Mo felt that she seemed to be familiar with their heads, but it was not the time to worry about this. In the blink of an eye, the few people had already arrived.
The headed man has short brown hair, a stiff face, and a military uniform.
Behind him were two women in black tights, and a man in white, like a doctor.
"Yeah, how did you get brought in?" Jun Moli was very calm.
"Driving until we hit a tree, we found out that this is a forest." The man in uniform replied, "What about you?"
"What about this." Jun Mo pointed at the poor car, and clearly saw that the corners of the mouths of the people on the opposite side twitched.
"This card is... true art." The man like a doctor wanted to liven up the atmosphere, said.
Jun Mo La: "..."