Chapter 191: Mutant Nine

"Swish...stab it"
... After the shot, Mu Qingxin finally found the feeling after practicing for the twenty-first time, so she continued to stab at the floating leaves.
After proficiently stabbing a place, change the position and then change hands...
Over and over again, take the embroidery needles... after shooting, use mental energy to pick up the embroidery needles one by one and continue... shooting.
After practicing for a while, Mu Qingxin put away the embroidery needles and took the phoenix string over. "Zheng" Mu Qingxin gently hooked a string with her fingers, recalling the echo tactics in her mind. Now she is very skilled in using embroidery needles. , Within a hundred meters, she can shoot out the embroidery needles without any sound.
But she has not tried how to condense the sound into a needle... shoot it out, enveloping her mental power?
Mu Qingxin sat down cross-legged and began to study, touching the piano with her hands, and the sound in her ears spread.
Expand your mental power, wrap your surroundings, slowly shrink, wrap your voice in it, continue to shrink, shrink, shrink...
Playing Qingshen, each invisible note flew into the distance like a sharp blade, but just as it took shape, it dissipated not far away.
Mu Qingxin continued to play again and again, condensing, the notes formed and disappeared again and again...
"Boss, what is Elder Eleven doing?"
"I don't know, I can't see it right now."
"Although I can't make it out, the old eleven plays very well!"
"Good, good, I like to listen too!"
"Old eleven is really amazing. This sound is much better than the sound of our wings!"
"It sounds like I am sleeping..."
Several poisonous needle bees were far away from Mu Qingxin, waving their wings, staring at Mu Qingxin and discussing.
"Hey, what are you doing? Come on, I found a weird guy!" Lao Jiufei returned to inform his friends of his discovery, and found that they were all discussing Old Eleven.
Lao Jiu stretched his head, looked over, looked for a long time, and said in horror, "Oh, what is the old eleven doing? Are you going to cut down those trees?"
"..." The other nine Poisonous Needle Bees all looked at it. Is this blind? The old eleven obviously stood there and didn't move, where is the tree to be cut down! The old nine is really getting unreliable!
If Old Jiu knows that everyone thinks about it this way, he will surely jump up, "You are blind, you are all blind!!!"
Old Jiu watched for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha, Old Eleven is really stupid, and I want to cut down trees. Every time I run a big knife, I'll be finished. Stupid, stupid!" Old Jiu looked disgusted. Shaking his head.
"...What's wrong with Old Jiu?" The boss looked worriedly at Old Jiu who was about to fall to the ground and laughed.
"I do not know…"
"Boss, is Old Jiu stupid?"
"Well, it's possible..." The other Poisonous Needle Bees looked at Old Jiu's appearance and nodded utterly. Old Jiu has always been different from them. It is probably because he is stupid that he is different from everyone.
When the group of Poisonous Needle Bees discussed them, Mu Qingxin had already noticed them, and kept hearing what they said, maybe it was a spiritual link, so their thoughts were directly passed into her mind.
Mu Qingxin heard what the old nine said clearly. When she heard the old nine said that she was cutting the tree, Mu Qingxin was still surprised. Then, Mu Qingxin was shocked. A poisonous bee can actually see the invisible mental power.
Thinking about this, Mu Qingxin intentionally wanted to try Lao Jiu, stopped condensing the blade, and began to play Charm. She used Charm to lure the adult poisonous needle bees, she wanted to see Look, will Lao Jiu really be different from other poison bees.
Lao Jiu, who was laughing with a belly, suddenly stopped smiling, looking at his friends...confused.
"Second, what are you doing? Why are you eating that grass? Is there any food in that grass!" The old nine looked at her second child, gnawing on the grass, stunned... forced, can they also eat grass? ?
"Ah, you actually lifted up a big piece of dirt like the boss, you...what are you doing?" The old nine saw the boss lift the big piece of dirt the ground. When he couldn't lift it, let the other friends When I used to lift it, my partners even agreed, and they all gathered around to lift the block of soil.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't tell me that you are going to move the clods to the two of us? No! I protest!" Lao Jiu blocked the direction of everyone's flight. They have to destroy their home, can they live in it in the future?
"Stop, stop, stop, don't fly anymore, be careful I hit you!" Lao Jiu was forced to retreat by his friends... and back again, seeing that they were getting closer and closer to their home, Lao Jiu Not in a hurry.
"Boss, second, third, fourth...what the is going on with you? Hello! Boss, wake up, look at me...old ten, stop flying..."
At this time, Lao Jiu finally found that something was wrong. Why didn't everyone say anything, and just flew forward, carrying this large clod to their home. What happened?
Old Jiu flew away from everyone, then turned around, and saw a large white...colored net-like thing covering everyone, and there was a white...colored thread attached to each of the friends.
"What is that?" Old Jiu looked at the root of the white lines in horror, followed the white lines, and finally found the root.
"Old eleven! It turns out that you made the ghost!" Old Jiu found that the root of the white lines came from the old eleven, and was immediately angry.
Old Jiu flew up to Old Eleven quickly, yelling, "Old Eleven, stop, stop!"
Mu Qing continued to play with her hands. She just created a place for the poisonous needle bees to bloom. They regarded the moving clod as the largest, most fragrant and beautiful flower among the flowers, and they were working together to bring that flower together. Hua moved back to her home, tasted and smoked...
Mu Qingxin looked at the anxious look of the little guy in front of her, and raised her eyes to Old Jiu, "How do you know it's me? Can you see it?"
"Isn't that nonsense! So many white lines are sent from you, see, isn't it? And this, this..." Old Nine Eleven pointed out the white line that was leading his friends .
Mu Qing stopped playing and looked at Lao Jiu in shock and surprise.
Seeing those white lines disappear, Lao Jiu hurriedly flew to her little friend. Mu Qingxin's eyes followed Lao Jiu, thinking about his abilities, what is this ability? Mutation?
The few poisonous needle bees that were carrying the clod of soil to the house, the charm stopped, and they all stopped, looking at the home in front of them, and the soil in their hands.
"Fuck, why did I move to our house!" Old Qi was the first to recover.
"Why should we move this soil?"
"Boss, boss, what's wrong with us?" All the Poisonous Needle Bees looked at the dumbfounded boss, confused.