"how?"

Mo Wenwei looked at Ningxia with a smile, unable to break free, and his eyes seemed to be lustful.

Suddenly, a crack sound came from the young man in white, and the smile on Mo Wenwei's face instantly frozen, "Damn it, stop."

Ningxia no longer resisted, and the young man in white also let go of his hands.

"What a strange guy, he almost ruined my treasure of the temple."

Mo Wenwei was full of regret and grabbed the young man in white, looked left and right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Mo looked embarrassed when he failed to pretend to be thirteen.

Ningxia was deeply shocked. This was not a puppet in his understanding sense at all.

It would be amazing if the puppet could reach this level.

Although he can break free from the constraints of the white-clothed puppet, he really faces the enemy. The enemy will not give him time to break free. If he starts a sudden attack, it is very likely that the battle will end in an instant.

"That... me, what should I call you?"

"You can call me Old Man Mo or Brother Wen Wei."

Ning Xia burst into laughter and immediately guessed his identity, "Director Mo, is it difficult to become such a puppet?"

Mo Wenwei smiled, "It's hard to say it's hard, it's not hard to say it's hard, but I can guarantee that it's hard to break through the Dan Palace without you."

Ningxia said, "I would like to ask Director Mo to pass on my puppet technique."

"Let open the door to the sea of ​​consciousness."

Mo Wenwei's eyes lit up.

Ningxia let go of the gate of the sea of ​​consciousness as he said, Mo Wenwei wrote a few characters in the air, and the characters penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness in Ningxia.
Chapter completed!