Chapter 2175: Bad talent

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Chapter 2175 talent is too bad
"Brother Tian, ​​not only is there no one to team up with you, but also the disciples of Yu'er and Shengtianjie, and no one to team up with them?"
And at this moment, Tianhu seemed to have discovered something. Looking at Mo Wentian, a flash of light and a deep voice flashed in his eyes.
"They are masters and they are often lonely. They have no one to team up, and no one has teamed up with me. The reasons are not the same!"
Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu, his mouth slightly curled, and raised a touch of arc.
"Ask Brother Tian, ​​what does this matter!"
"Someone will always be with you!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu instantly understood what it meant.
Walking towards Mo Wentian's side, he stretched out his arms like a lotus root, took Mo Wentian's arm, and said with a smile on his face.
"Tianhu, I'm fine, it doesn't matter if I am alone!"
"It's not easy to kill monsters!"
Mo Wentian saw Tianhu's thoughts and said confidently.
It seemed that he was very confident about staying in this assessment.
"Ask Brother Tian ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Tianhu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
"Your boy, no one really chooses you!"
And at this moment, the sound of the good old drama from the old man of ancient books came.
"Seniors of ancient books, someone will choose me!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, lowering the voice.
"Boy, have you noticed for a long time that the girl Yuer and the disciples of the Holy Heaven Realm have no choice, so you will be so fearless?"
The old man in the ancient book seemed to see Mo Wentian's thoughts, his mouth slightly splayed, and a touch of arc was raised.
"Have you no fear?"
"Predecessors of ancient books, you still know me!"
It is said that Mo Wentian didn't hide anything.
After all, the time spent with the old man of ancient books is not short. Mo Wentian has long regarded the old man of ancient books as his own relative.
He also has nothing to hide from the old man of ancient books.
He really thinks so in his heart. This disciple of Yu'er and Shengtian Realm is not weak, and it is naturally not bad to form a group with these two.
"Your kid's thoughts can't escape my eyes!"
Seeing Mo Wentian confess, in the eyes of the old man of ancient books, there was a flash of light and a curse.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
Above the ring, except for four figures standing at the moment, all formed a group.
The forty-nine groups are neat, and the forty-nine groups are all a group of four people.
Obviously, they have formed their own team.
As for the remaining four, there are really Mo Wentian.
Not only that, but also the disciple of Yu'er and Shengtian Realm. In addition, there is a round figure. The figure and shadow area are twice as large as Mo Wentian's body.
From a distance, if this person could still see a little outline, he really thought it was a ball.
"They have all formed a team, I think we will form a team?"
The round plate came first towards Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and a touch of arc was raised.
"Form a team with me?"
Looking at the fat man in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes rose suddenly.
Did this fat man take the initiative to form a team with him?
"Yes, shall we form a team?"
"Although I am a little bit fatter, my strength is still good!"
"What's more, your cultivation is only the early state of Heavenly Sovereign, and I don't despise you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian's awe-inspiring look, the fat man reached out and wiped the sweat beads dripping down his forehead, and raised a curved arc at the corner of his mouth.
It looks like people can't bear to refuse.
"Do you look down on me?"
"You have said so, if I don't agree to form a team with you, is it wrong for me?"
Mo Wentian also thought the fat man in front of him was very interesting. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of smiles.
"That is!"
"Then do you agree to form a team with me?"
The fat man seemed to have a good feeling about Mo Wentian, and asked Shen Sheng.
"If you don't agree to form a team with you, there seems to be no other choice!"
Mo Wentian reached out and patted the fat man's shoulder, and the raised arc at the corner of his mouth grew thicker.
"Boss, do you really want to form a team with this fat man?"
"This assessment depends on the strength of the team!"
Looking at Mo Wentian's agreement, Xiao Jiao thought of Yuan Ran's words, and could not help raising a worry.
Looking at Mo Wentian, he couldn't help it.
"It depends on the strength of the team?"
"Relax, this fat man's strength is actually good!"
"Not to mention, are there still disciples and Yu'er of the Holy Heaven Realm?"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao, a complex flash of light flashed in his eyes.
"Boss ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
"Someone wants to team up with this kid?"
At the moment, Yu'er looked at the Fat Man and Mo Wentian forming a team, and she had no other choice. In her eyes, a glint of light passed by.
"Girl Yu'er, it seems that we have no other choice!"
"A group of four, we can only have two of them!"
At this moment, the disciples of Shengtian Realm approached Yuer very politely.
"Can only be a group with them?"
"How about being in a group with them?"
"Their strength is not something you can underestimate!"
"Our group must be able to stay!"
Yu'er seemed dissatisfied with the words of the disciples of the Holy Heaven Realm, a cold, cold voice flashed in his eyes.
Having finished, Yu'er did not hesitate at all and walked towards Mo Wentian.
"Girl Yu'er!"
Watching Yu'er walk toward Mo Wentian, the disciples of Shengtianjie quickly followed.
It's just that the disciples of Shengtianjie looked at Yu'er's eyes, but they admired a little.
"It seems that these two guys are going to spark again!"
Looking at this scene, Huantian's figure flickered and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, stretching out his furry claws, scratching his head, and said in a deep voice.
"These two sparks?"
"This Yu'er girl's vision is not so bad!"
"This disciple of Holy Heaven Realm is not worthy of her!"
Listening to the words of Huantian, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold awn, lowering his voice.
"Boss, why?"
Huantian was confused, looking at Mo Wentian, almost subconsciously asked.
"This disciple of Saint Celestial Realm has a terrible talent!"
"This Yu'er girl's cultivation practice is still a state of perfection for Tianzun, but her talent is absolutely strong!"
A icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a cold cold mango.
"It turns out so!"
Wen Yan, in the eyes of Huan Tian, ​​raised a touch of Mingwu.
"Boy, since they have formed a team, only the two of you are left, and I can only choose one of you!"
Yuer looked at Mo Wentian, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his face was proud.
"Can only choose one with us?"
"Yu'er girl, listening to what you said, it seems that you are in a group with us. You are still very wronged. I am the one who doesn't want others to be wronged. I think we should forget it.
"I and the fat guy form a group, which is actually very good!"
Looking at Yu'er's arrogant look, Mo Wentian's heart could not help raising a touch of anger.
But Mo Wentian's mouth was raised with a touch of arc.
That looks like, if you don't know, you think they are friends.
He Mo Wentian's last dislike is that others are arrogant in front of him. This Yu'er is indeed capable, but if he talks so arrogantly with him, he will not give Yuer a face.