Chapter 5032: My last name is Mo

"My brother, although his mouth is vicious sometimes, but his mind is not bad...As long as things are not so dangerous to our own lives, he will not be murderous! But if the other party is murderous... Then I am embarrassed. My brother has a bad temper!"
The old helmsman stood up with his head up: "But if the girl's brother...for others, it is also life-threatening, life and death... Do you think that person should be murderous?"
"Of course!" Ling Luoyu nodded earnestly: "Because if it was me, I would not hesitate to shoot!"
"...What else does the girl say to me?"
"But before I make a move, I will first consider...whether I am someone's opponent! If I am not someone's opponent, then if I do it, I'm looking for death by myself..."
"Huh! The girl didn't do anything, so how could she know... she is not someone's opponent?!"
"Brother, if you are a cultivator, you should know... No one has aura... The amount of this aura represents the level of interpersonal cultivation! If this is the case, you can't see a person's cultivation... …That's a bad thing, the death of this person is to find his own death and deserve it!"
The old helmsman was speechless for a while-
On Ling Luoyu's body, he couldn't feel her cultivation.
But Feng Chenglin's body clearly overwhelmed him with that energy!
In other words, if you want to get rid of Fengchenglin, you have to do it unconsciously.
Because once face to face with real swords and guns, the chance of survival for one's own side is very slim.
and so--
"The girl told me so much, what does it mean?"
"I just said... my brother is very playful. If he says something that shouldn't be said, and does something that shouldn't be done, please be magnanimous and don't care about him..."
These words made the old helmsman feel more comfortable and stepped down.
"Since the girl has said so, if I don't know what is good or bad, wouldn't it be the girl's...finding my way?"
"Brother is serious!" Ling Luoyu smiled and stood side by side with him: "Where are you here, I really want to thank my brother for your magnanimity... By the way, I don't know what my brother is called?"
"My last name is Mo!"
"Mo?!" Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled.
As long as it is something that concerns Mo Xuanchen, it will cause ripples in her heart.
"Old man, your surname is Mo?"
"What's wrong with my surname Mo?" The old helmsman looked at him unclearly.
Is this surname strange? !
"Mo..." Ling Luoyu murmured, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes regained indifferently: "Old man, you...you shouldn't be from the human race, right?"
"...It's not all, I am a foreigner who went to the shark tribe to beg for a bowl of food, so I am only half of the shark tribe..." The old helmsman frowned slightly: "The girl won't be paying attention to it. Me, have you found out about me with others?"
He is not a member of the Shark Race, nor is he an unsightly secret.
Anyone who has seen him knows this.
Moreover, he is not one of the foreigners in the Yuren tribe.
"In the Shark Race, there are so many people like me. We are called half Shark Race... If you stay in the Shark Race and don’t leave, you will be like me. It’s a half Shark Race... what’s the matter? Isn't it right?"
"No……"