My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 127: Get a handful before death

"Okay, I'm really ambitious!" Mo Cheng couldn't help applauding and exclaiming, then changed the subject and picked the hideous scar at the corner of his eye.

"However, I still hope that you can fulfill your promise to the head of the family. If there is only one chance to live, please leave it to the eldest lady. Otherwise, even if you come back alive, my Mo family will not let you go."

Obviously, Mo Cheng didn't believe that Mo Ming could really kill all the enemies on the island, especially those powerful monsters.

An Ren has been in control of the Kirishima Survival Secret Realm for so long, but he still hasn't done it, let alone him who is new here.

It is rare for him to be able to survive the collective death of ninjas.

The monster is bound to launch a crazy offensive at the end, and that is the time for him to sacrifice his life to save his life and become a benevolent one.

In Mo Cheng's heart, 1 Mo Mings are not as valuable as Mo Qingran's status.

Mo Cheng knew very well how important Mo Qingran was to the head of the family, so he mercilessly reminded Mo Ming that the threat was beyond words.

"Shut up, Mo Cheng! Are you supposed to say such words! If Mo Ming dies to save me, I will never live alone!" Mo Qingran immediately shouted angrily.

Her voice was unprecedentedly cold, and her appearance was actually very similar to that of Mo Qinglian.

Mo Cheng was startled, feeling some familiar pressure, hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Mo Qingran.

Mo Ming said leisurely: "Mo Qingran, please be patient. I understand your kindness, but I will solve this matter myself."

Then, he faced Mo Cheng and his tone turned cold: "Mo Cheng, originally, because you obeyed orders last time and cared about Mo Qingran, I had planned to let you go so as not to embarrass you too much.

I didn't expect you to still be unrepentant and bully others, let alone, wash your face, when I come back from the secret realm this time, I will give you the whole face, so that your mother won't even recognize you.Since Mo Qinglian doesn't care about people, I'll help her! "

Mo Qinglian just opened the door, and when she heard these words, her expression became even colder by a third.

What do you mean I won't take care of you and help me take care of it?Who am I?This bastard has no idea of ​​superiority or inferiority!

"Patriarch!" Mo Cheng led a few guards in blue and bowed, thinking in his heart, the Patriarch has always been majestic, how can he allow others to overstep in public?This kid is miserable!

The result was unexpected, Mo Qinglian only glanced at Mo Ming coldly, and there was an inexplicable meaning hidden in that eye.

Mo Ming immediately murmured as if his soul had been hooked: "Okay, I will do as I am and save Mo Qingran."

Mo Qinglian nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Da da da.

The footsteps of high-heeled shoes on the floor sounded, and when Mo Ming passed by, he heard the other party muttering again: "You promise me to do anything."

Mo Qinglian was so angry that her body trembled, she stepped on her fleshy feet, almost fell to Mo Ming, and took advantage of the situation to slap him again.

Fortunately, the state of mind and strength she had cultivated over the years allowed her to stop and leave as if she had not heard anything.

The bastard!If you want me to fulfill my promise, you have to complete the task first, but after completing the task, you will not be able to come back alive to find me to fulfill the promise, a perfect endless loop.

Mo Cheng was startled, he couldn't believe that the Patriarch would let Mo Ming go in such a "merciful" way, probably for the sake of the eldest lady, he hurriedly led people to catch up.

Mo Qingran looked at the back of his mother going away, feeling something about the subtle interaction between the two just now.

She approached Mo Ming and asked, "Mo Ming, what did you just say to my mother?"

"Ah—?" Mo Ming scratched his head in confusion, "I didn't say anything, I just promised her to take good care of you."

Mo Qingran's face flushed slightly, and he didn't think about it anymore, he only thought that he was out of righteousness to his friends, which made his mother favor him.

"Let's go in and sit down and discuss specific countermeasures." Mo Qingran invited.

Several people responded in unison and walked into the side hall. There was still a slight scent of ecstasy, but it was no longer enough to affect people's minds.

Mo Ming looked at the huanghuali table, the lotus gilt incense burner on it was gone.

He always felt that there seemed to be some problem, but he couldn't figure it out clearly, so he simply put it down for the time being, and continued to discuss some details of entering the secret place of survival in Kirishima with everyone.

The overall shape of Kirishima is circular, and the terrain becomes more dangerous as you go in. There are many mountains and dense forests, and there are many powerful monsters.

In the center is a thousand-meter-high foggy mountain, which is shrouded in extremely dense fog all year round, making it hard to see clearly.

When Mo Ming read the information and came here, he almost thought that this was Qingjing Mountain again.

However, considering that the shadow of Qingjing Mountain he saw in the story of the villa is as high as ten thousand feet, the difference between the two is obviously too much, and it is a little bit of a big deal.

The initial landing location of the traverser is random, usually appearing on the outer beach, but there is no guarantee that they will fall into a deeper place and encounter fatal danger in advance.

Mo Ming held the tablet and said, "So, after we go in, the first thing we should do is to meet up as soon as possible, use the feng shui compass to orient ourselves, and try to walk along the edge of the beach."

The four agreed, and they all bought compass from Mo Ming, which happened to come in handy.

Mo Zixiu suggested: "We can also communicate via radio."

He took out the radio communicator specially customized by the Mo family for the children of the clan, which was the same as the one Mo Qingran gave to Mo Ming.

"Effective within ten kilometers, but may be affected by the secret environment."

Both Bao You and Xiao Qiyan accepted it.

Mo Ming pondered: "The radio is very convenient, but it may be intercepted and cracked by Anren using high-tech equipment. You'd better pay attention and don't disclose too much information."

Bao You gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Ming is still thoughtful."

Mo Zixiu was a little embarrassed, but he had to admit that Mo Ming was right. Everyone has a lot of common technological means. At critical moments, the Fengshui compass, a secret realm tool, is more reliable and mysterious.

Xiao Qiyan suddenly said: "What if you encounter An Ren and get delayed on the way?"

"Hold on, if you don't come to me, I will come to you." Mo Ming said calmly.

When he said this, he and Mo Qingran looked at each other in unison, which brought back the memories of the two of them on the Misty Road in Qingjing Mountain. For a moment, they seemed to be expressing affection.

Xiao Qiyan was just moved by Mo Ming's words, but found that he was fed a mouthful of dog food and wanted to cry...

Bao You smiled wryly and said, "Brother Ming, my current strength is the lowest, only level 7, I'm afraid I won't be able to support you to rescue me..."

"Don't be afraid, buy my amulet, it can resist attacks." Mo Ming took out the five amulets left over from the previous Wenxin mirror test, and slapped them on the table.

"Friendly price, 100 million per piece."

Good guy, I want to make some money before I die. It is true that I have made a fortune.

Bao You couldn't care less about saving money at this time, so he quickly took out his coffin book and bought two, one for each of the others.

Xia Wanqiu's eyes were fiery, and she hurriedly said: "Mo Ming, how many similar items do you have, such as compass, evil charm, amulet, including your knife, I bought them all, lest you die in the secret realm and waste it."

Mo Ming was stunned. Do you know how to speak human language?Do you want to piss me off so that you can divide your luggage easily?
"Okay, the old rules, one piece is 200 million, the purchase limit is five pieces, no knife, and I have another request." Mo Ming said angrily.

(End of this chapter)