Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"It's ok--"

Mo Yi laughed and said:

"only--"

"Artoria, have you been here for a long time?"

"Um(⊙o⊙)..."

Looking at the other party's expression, Mo Yi knew that the other party had long been squatting in the grass and queuing up, waiting for Joan of Arc and even Miss Tohsaka Rin to leave, and then swiped out of the grass to block the way.

It's just that I don't know if the other party has heard what I said to Miss Tosaka Rin and Black and White Joan of Arc. After all, the other party is Xuemiao's servant, and what Grandpa Mo Yi hates the most is Er Wu Zi, whether you want to be a human being or not , anyway, as long as it is the second and fifth boy who betrayed himself and sent to Thailand.

The dull hair on the head of the dull hair king jumped crazily, and a huge sense of crisis hit, Artoria subconsciously stood up straight, without squinting, and said seriously:

"As a knight, you will never reveal what you overheard!"

Mo Yi: "..."

Well, you're literally admitting that you've listened to the wall, Dumb Mao Wang.

I originally wanted to use the physical amnesia punch to make the other party forget what they shouldn't know, but the other party's desire to survive is so strong, and Grandpa Mo Yi still trusts the stupid character.

Then just trust the other party for once.

After feeling that the crisis was over, Artoria finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out a master ball from her bosom, handed it to Mo Yi, and said:

"This is Mordemore. Although the opponent is the enemy camp, the Holy Grail War is over."

King Dumao bowed and asked:

"I hope Mo Yi-jun can help me treat him."

At this time, Mo Yi also remembered that the King of Du Mao once asked him how to deal with Mo Zai's question, and the answer he gave at that time was to beat him up first, and then put him in the master's ball.

"Just leave it to me."

After Mo Yi took the master ball, he handled it as he did with Wang Jiang, directly released Mordred from inside, and then took advantage of the fact that the opponent didn't react, he used a head-touching move to directly hold the opponent's head , and then the healing membrane method was activated, instantly healing her in a dying state.

"This is?"

Mordred is just like Wang Jiang, who was trapped in a dark world before and then was released suddenly, but the treatment of Hei Wang Jiang is different. The head-touching attack on the bear child, before she could figure out what was going on, she was struck directly by the sudden warmth and heaviness, and a trembling electric shock hit the heart directly from the top of the head, and then with the blood circulation, quickly spread to every cell in the body.

This warmth and heaviness?

It seems that it is what I have been missing and longing for from my father these years. If I must give an accurate definition, it is probably love.

In just two seconds, Mordred's obsession over the years has been resolved a lot, and he sighed in his heart, longing, enjoying, and indulging——

It turns out that what I have been pursuing all these years, what I have been crazy about, is love, and the name of the disease is love.

Seeing Mo Zai squinting his eyes, enjoying himself like a meow who has been rolled over and exposed his belly, not only Grandpa Mo Yi was stunned, but even Artoria was stunned.

My son still has such a coquettish face, what about the rude and brutal setting that he agreed to?

Nizi, this old lady is your rake!

And the reason why Mo Yi was confused was that he didn't expect his head-touching kill to be so effective. This trick was used on the other party's Illya, sister sauce, and occasionally used to reward Sakura's head-touching kill. Under Mo Yi's years of research , has become a concept move specially offered to love, as long as the other party desires love in his heart, he will receive a great spiritual shocking effect.

Usually, when Mo Yi meets a lost little loli on the way to and from school, he will also use this trick to comfort him. His favorability has reached the level of friendliness, but it doesn't have such a good effect on Mordred!

This is clearly the appearance that the good feeling has reached 100 points.

Feeling that the warm hand on the top of his head was showing signs of leaving, Mo Zai quickly pressed it with his hand, closed his eyes and said with enjoyment:

"Father, don't stop, I want more—"

Chapter 340 Six: Dinner at Wei Gong's House

"Shut up, Nizi!"

Hearing her son utter the classic line "Don't stop, I want more" that often appears on the members of Xuemiao Yakumo's House, Arturia felt that she had lost all face.

Although the other party is a cheater, no matter how much he denies it, the other party is his own son. Of course, to a greater extent, he is her clone.

This is simply a public execution!

King Dumao took a step forward and asked:

"Sir Mordred, why are you so proficient, how many bad things have you learned secretly, or is it all taught to you by my sister Morgan!"

"Look at you, do you still look like a decent knight!?"

"Rebel?"

Mo Zai, who was addicted to Mo Yi's head killing, with a face full of happiness and intoxication, was awakened by the dumb Mao Wang, opened his eyes and looked over, only to find that he was actually intoxicated by this kind of tenderness, and the person who gave him tenderness was not It was Mo Yi, the man who left me with a demonic impression after just meeting him once.

But his own father was very ashamed and looked at him with disappointment.

So, Mo Zai hurriedly got rid of Qian Baizhong's reluctant touch, and got away, took a step back, with a strange emotion in his vigilance, watching the expression on his face that was completely opposite to that of the Dumb Mao King, and a warm smile Mo Yi.

Such a strange idea can’t help appearing in my heart, probably the idea that every bear child will have, that is, when my parents compare themselves with the child who always takes the No. Are the parents not the parents of the next door?

Every time I go to the other party's house to play, the parents of other people's family always entertain me gently. Unlike my own parents, they often yell at me and say that I want to be like that in the past. If it was my previous life, how could I live so happily.

What are you bragging about?

I have heard other elders say that my parents used to be those guys who always failed and skipped classes. How could I be so obedient, even if I didn't get the first place in the exam, I never failed.