Demon Protection Association

Kushiro rushed past quickly, and in less than a minute, he took the black cat to the door of the KFC that Brother Ningqing said. This time, Lu Yuan did not rashly intervene in the conversation between Brother Ningqing and the housekeeper, but let the black cat hide his breath and listen to the eavesdropper beside him.

Kushiro also gave Brother Ningqing a suggestion to bully the rural people, and directly turned on the radio connection to connect Lu Yuan's phone connection.

In this way, you can overhear the conversation between Brother Ningqing and the Mo family manager across the road.

Kushiro looked at the burly figure standing in front of Brother Ning Qing from afar. Although the figure was burly ... the clothes worn by the stewards of this clan were very shabby.

A rough look is a piece of cloth covered with holes, the clothes are stained with many dirty marks, and the black hair is very scattered ... The whole look is broken ... No, it looks like a high-level man.

The costume of the housekeeper of Momo was very shabby, but the gaze between him and Brother Ningqing was full of a heavy sense of depression and gunpowder.

Brother Yong Ningqing sat on a chair and looked up to conflict with the eyes of the Mo's housekeeper. At this moment, Lu Yuan felt that Brother Ning Qing's whole body was already tense, like a tiger and leopard ready to go.

Is this the confrontation of the cultivators?

"Since the Minister of Qing Dynasty, we have met again."

The housekeeper of Momo finally spoke, and his voice was full of suffocation.

"Mr. Mo, the last time you made a poor and helpless choice, please forgive me." Brother Ning Qing really didn't want to fight with Mo's housekeeper here.

Now he has no orders on hand, but once he fights, the aura he has collected over the past few days will be exhausted and he will hurt innocent people.

"It's all right, but I've lived in a common door for a few days. Compared to this ... I have something to ask for since the Minister of Qing Dynasty."

先生 This Mr. Mo made a bow to Brother Ningqing again, but at the moment when his waist was lowered slightly, he always looked up at Brother Ningqing.

"As said before, my answer is still impossible."

"No, it's another request."

"Another request?"

Brother Brother Ningqing was wondering what the Mo's steward wanted to do, but his eyes gradually moved to the table by Brother Ningqing. To be precise, the bottle of Farmer Mountain Spring on the table near Brother Ningqing.

"It's not a secret, since the Taoist Chief, will you still drink this water bottle?" Mr. Mo's voice was a little eager.

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Brother Ningqing and Lu Yuan overheard a question mark at the moment. Lu Yuan even crooked his head and wondered what the goods were doing?

"Do n’t misunderstand me, Minister of Self-Cleaning. This is the case. Mo has just arrived here and has nothing on his body ... There are no treasures that can be exchanged for money, but I heard an expert say that this transparent vial can be used for money "Mr. Mo explained quickly.

"This bottle can be exchanged for money?"

Brother Ningqing was surprised this time. He hasn't drunk Nongshang Spring these days. After drinking, he throws the bottle into the trash can!

Brother Ningqing is not short of money. He has no place to spend money, but Lu Yuan needs money, and the foundation of the Demon Protection Association also needs money. If this bottle can be exchanged for money, will he never throw it away?

"I don't know how much Mr. Mo collected?"

"No more, no more."

The Mo family manager is still very proud.

Hey, wait ... didn't your age take up the job of selling junk?

Kushiro looked at the two masters of cultivation to discuss selling mineral water bottles, and his brows were about to twist into a question mark.

Now Lu Yuan finally remembers where I have seen the costumes of the Mojia steward. He wears a snakeskin bag behind a worn out piece of clothing. This is the standard equipment to be worn out!

Feelings The Mossian who was once over 10,000 people has been ruined in the modern society for two days? It's too bad.

Brother Ningqing Qing was also kind. After Jiangqiao informed Brother Ningqing that the mineral water bottle was really worthless, he still gave the water bottle to the Mohist steward.

"Thank you, I will say goodbye to the Minister of Self-Cleaning here." Mr. Mo received this mineral water bottle from Brother Ning Qing. He was as cheerful as a treasure of heaven and earth, carrying a snakeskin bag and turned to leave.

That's it? That's it? That's it? What about confrontation among masters?

Kushiro hurriedly let Brother Ning Qing speak out and leave this Mohist steward.

"Wait, Mr. Mo." Brother Ningqing said.

"What else is there for the Chief Minister of Self-Cleaning?"

"Don't you want your Mohist to continue?" Brother Ning Qing said this to Lu Yuan.

Xun Fuxing's Mo family is something that even this manager can't even think about. He is willing to put down his body and earn money. He must be forced to the point where he must struggle to survive.

Neither he nor the Mo family behind him.

"This ... Mo thought clearly. The self-proclaimed Taoist leader ... The Mo family repaired the organs of the organs. Our practice is to rely on the sale of nimbuses. In this regard, the self-proclaimed Taoist mayor cannot help. "Mr. Mo seems to think clearly.

"Although Poor Dao cannot help you, but Poor Dao knows an expert who can rescue the Mo family. I wonder if Mr. Mo is interested?" Brother Ningqing said quickly.

"Senior ..." Mr. Mo hesitated and pondered for a long time before finally biting his teeth and saying, "I have another thing to ask for before seeing that Supreme."

"What is it?"

"Please find a place to bathe and change for me."

This Mojia steward has not returned to his fairy world for a long time. On the one hand, he did not bring back anything useful and was not eligible to go back. On the other hand, he looked like a shabby wolf. He did not go back to meet his people.

After all, it is not a glorious experience for any practitioner to find a bottle in a garbage dump for sale.

Brother Ningqing certainly agreed to this insignificant request of the Mo Family Superintendent. Finally, under the leadership of Brother Ning Qing, the Mo Family Supervisor was taken to the studio behind the flower shop of Zijing.

There is a bathing and dressing place in the flower shop. Brother Ning Qing found this Mr. Mo a clean robe for him to put on, and he looked radiant.

"I don't know where the Supreme Master said from the Minister of Qing Dynasty?" Mr. Mo looked at the inside of the flower shop after changing clothes.

"I'm here."

Lu Yuan has been waiting for this guy for a long time in the shadow of the flower shop. When Lu Yuan stepped out of the shadow, the Mr. Mo seemed startled. He did not expect to hide in this small flower shop. one person.

"Dare to ask your Excellency ..." Mr. Mo did not dare to underestimate Lu Yuan. Unlike ordinary people, there is no aura of breath. Lu Yuan has a faint aura that lingers around Lu Yuan, but Mr. Mo does not feel that there is aura How many.

者 For such a strong man, he dare not underestimate even in the time of Mr. Mo. UU Reading at www.uukanshu.com

"Tree, as for the suffix at the back, you can call it whatever you want." Lu Yuan felt a bit shame when he first said this name, but he should get used to it later.

"Tree ... Lord Tree, dare to ask, is your mask made by the way of thousands of faces of Lujia?"

Mr. Mo is still very knowledgeable. At a glance, he can see how to make the mask on Lu Yuan's face. At this moment, the mask on Lu Yuan's face suddenly turned black.

Recession ... Is this seen before I start pretending?

"Yes." Lu Yuan didn't hide it.

"Hello, is your family?"

Lu Yuan listened to the careful and delicate inquiry of Mr. Mo, and suddenly felt that the Lu family was also very famous in their time, but unfortunately the black cat in Lu Yuan's hood was pretending to be dead, otherwise she should be able to stick out her head Literate for Lu Yuan.

"What's the problem?" Lu Yuan asked patiently.

"No, no. During the most difficult time for our Mojia fairyland in this millennium, we successively accepted some assistance from the Lu family, but unfortunately the fairyland did not open. The assistance was limited to the sudden emergence of materials. The latest assistance It should be more than ten years ago, I wonder if your Excellency ... "

"No, I am the successor."

Kushiro is almost certain that it should be what his father did. No wonder he obviously has a good job in these years, but his life is very tight.

"Momo understands, no matter what, the great family and the great family of the Mo family will not forget, but please join me in the fairy world of the Mo family."

Mr. Mo Mo took out an exquisite machine crane, which looks like Qian Zhihe, but it is a lot bigger than Qian Zhihe. This should be the fairy world of the Mo family.