Chapter 5008 Sick Beauty's Daughter (37)

"More than 50 children, can you do it?" Tang Guo couldn't guarantee this time. Although these children's martial arts were not very good, they still had a bit of strength. With more than 50 children, it was easy to give them to Mo. Giving causes difficulties.

Mo Xian stood up without fear: "Whether it's okay, you won't know until you hit it."

"Would you like to retreat further?" Mo Xian whispered to Tang Guo, "If you don't look right, go and call Aunt Tang over, or I'm afraid of being beaten to death by them."

"The so-called two fists are invincible to four hands, I will give you something, you wear it to fight." Tang Guo took out a small pair of gloves from the cloth pocket on his body, "This is a pair of gloves, You can wear it on your hand, you can protect your fist, and you can barely relieve some strength."

Mo Xian held the glove and said happily, "Thank you."

When he got the glove in his hand, he felt that the touch was unusual, and when he put it on, he was a little surprised. It's obviously a pair of gloves, why does it seem like nothing when you wear it on your hand? This thing is not simple.

Where did Tang Guo come from? He had no interest in pursuing it. The group of children had already come over and challenged him.

Mo Xian fought with the group of children again. He found that with his gloved hands, he only needed a three-point effort to repel the children who attacked him. This undoubtedly gave him a lot of confidence, thinking that he could defeat these children without calling anyone.

Tang Guo sat on the spot again and ate with relish, watching Mo Xian show his might.

Not long after, Tang Wengnuan came.

The fact that Mo Xian was beaten by dozens of children still alarmed her.

She trotted over quickly, but what she didn't expect to see was Mo Xian knocking the group of children taller than him to the ground.

There were mourning voices around Mo Xian, and the children in the grassland looked at Mo Xian with fear.

"Don't offer."

Tang Wengnuan felt relieved when he saw Mo Xian still standing, and hurriedly walked over: "Are you alright?"

Just because Mo Xian's body is not much better, his clothes are torn and he looks a little embarrassed, but it is much better than those children who are out of combat and wailing on the ground.

Don't look at Mo Xian's beating, he was also beaten. After all, there are more than 50 people, and it is impossible to retreat.

There are still bruises on his face, but he had a good time in this fight, and these kids shouldn't bother him anymore.

"Aunt Tang, I'm fine." Mo Xian replied, showing a big smile to Tang Guo who was behind him, and waved his fist with her.

如果不是唐果送给他的拳套，他不一定能将这些小孩给揍得趴下。

I don't know what this glove is made of, but it is so powerful that it is comparable to a magic weapon.

Mo Xian was a little reluctant to return it.

When he returned, he walked to Tang Guo's side and whispered, "I borrow this glove to play for a few days, and return it to you later, okay?"

"Do you like it?"

Mo Xian nodded: "I like it, this is a treasure, I can use it to fight, I can only use my usual three-point force, it can save me effort, not only that, it can also remove a lot of the opponent's power. The little brats have been beating for so long, and their fists don't hurt at all."

"Mo Xian, you haven't forgotten that your life is mine, right?"

Mo Xian was puzzled, but still said: "I haven't forgotten, is there anything I need to work hard for?"

"No, since your life belongs to me, then you are mine, and this glove is mine, and if I give it to you, it is also my own, what do you think?"

Mo Xian reacted and laughed, how could he refuse it?

In fact, there is no freedom, and it is not so difficult to accept.